#season 1 of this show has slain me

[jester-step]

was reading a research paper. saw the word “holistic” being used. immediately thought of dirk gently. blorbofication has begun ‼️

[earring-stede]

Updated predictions for OFMD season 2 episode 8: Finale

These are my updated predictions based on episodes 6 & 7, the trailer for episode 8, and all the BTS from the previous weeks

I knew that Izzy was gonna be caught, but now I know the whole crew of the Revenge will also be captured, along with Spanish Jackie and most of the Republic of Pirates. In fact the only people not caught during the raid, are Zheng and Stede who escaped to the forest, and Ed who completely missed the Raid after he left Stede.

As I previously predicted, Stede and Zheng will be hiding out together under the bridge from episode 1. Stede will comfort Zheng since Ricky wiped out most of her fleet. The English, however are hot on their heels, and their chase leads them to the beach.

Meanwhile… Ed has been living his regular life as a fisherman. I wouldn’t be surprised if he comes across one of Stede’s letters in a bottle while fishing. This prompts him to find Stede and return to the Republic of Pirates, which he finds in ashes. He will then fish out his leathers and reunite with Stede on the beach, which will mirror Stede’s dream sequence from episode 1.

Zheng, Ed and Stede will then liberate the crew from the English, and then use the uniforms of the slain soldiers to infiltrate the Navy. I don’t know what their goal is, perhaps revenge, perhaps to take back the republic, or stop Ricky once and for all. Let me know your theories.

The mission is a success, and they escape on the Revenge, however Izzy is badly hurt, and Wee John is missing from the rest of the promotional material. I now think the funeral scene I discussed in a previous post could come after their escape. Which raises the possibility that Izzy could die. I don’t know for sure - it could go either way. On one hand, I think it makes more sense for Wee John to die and Izzy to live, as discussed in my previous prediction posts. However, most non-spoiler reviews of episode 8 emphasise Con’s performance, and Wee John isn’t mentioned. This could indicate a dramatic death scene for Izzy, and that Wee John just might be absent from the second half of this episode like he was in episode 5. I am on the fence over who will die. Let me know your theories and I will place my bets with my episode 8 bingo sheet next week.

As for how the episode ends, we can see in the trailer that most of the crew will continue to sail on the Revenge, with Zheng as its new crew member. Although we don’t see Ed or Stede. This could mean that they have chosen to retire together, but my prediction is that they choose to continue to live at sea as pirates, BUT, under their own terms. The antagonist of this series is normality, and Stede from the beginning has asked what if we did things differently? I think the show is setting up this new form of piracy that would work for both Stede and Ed. What if instead of raiding and pillaging, they act as a beacon of light and a safe space for other pirates wishing to change. By saving these lost souls at sea, the crew sound less like pirates, and more like… mermen?

[asongofstarkandtargaryen]

JON SNOW DAY 1: THE HUMBLE CHAMPION 🌟

Jon has various scenes where he defends/ lifts up the spirits of his best friend, Sam. Some of the most memorable occur on the first book. On AGOT Jon befriends the lonely Sam and shows his empathy towards the newcomer’s struggles and also he defends him first from Ser Alliser Thorne and afterwards  from Rast as well. Later on, he even goes to Maester Aemon in the middle of the night to make sure that his friend will also be promoted to a black brother (as Sam truly deserves).

On this meta, I decided to write about a rather overlooked scene. One that   happens at the beggining of the second book, on Jon’s first chapter. It’s right before the expendition beyond the Wall begins. It is decided that Sam will also join the Night’s Watch’s mission beyond the Wall,  and Jon- being his observant self-  knows that he’s friend is ill suited for this quest:

The gods play cruel jests, Jon thought. Pyp and Toad, all a lather to be a part of the great ranging, were to remain at Castle Black. It was Samwell Tarly, the self-proclaimed coward, grossly fat, timid, and near as bad a rider as he was with a sword, who must face the haunted forest  

However he tries plenty of times to comfort his friend and keeps telling him that he will be alright on their journey beyond the Wall.

First, he reassures Sam that they will definetely return from their mission:

"If we return . . ."

"The Old Bear is taking two hundred seasoned men, three-quarters of them rangers. Qhorin Halfhand will be bringing another hundred brothers from the Shadow Tower. You'll be as safe as if you were back in your lord father's castle at Horn Hill."  

Then, he reminds Sam of his role to their mission:

The Old Bear was taking two cages of ravens, so they might send back word as they went. Maester Aemon was blind and far too frail to ride with them, so his steward must go in his place. "We need you for the ravens, Sam. And someone has to help me keep Grenn humble."  

However, Sam being Sam, he counters back his pessimistic opinion. Jon doesn’t tell his friend to stop being afraid but instead empathizes with him:

Sam, you said the words. You're a brother of the Night's Watch now."

"A brother of the Night's Watch shouldn't be so scared."

"We're all scared. We'd be fools if we weren't."  

Jon even shares his father’s wisdom with his friend in order to calm him. And according to Ned Stark’s saying Sam shouldn’t feel ashamed that he’s scared.

"There's no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it. Come, I'll help you gather up the maps."  

Please note, that Jon told Sam the truth when he said that they are all scared. Jon himself was still haunted in his dreams by Others. What I find really telling of Jon’s kind soul is that he decided not to burden his friend with his own fears because he knew that would make Sam feel worst. Instead, he comforts Sam, prioritizing his friend’s feelings over his own:

Too many rangers had been lost the past two years, even Benjen Stark, Jon's uncle. They had found two of his uncle's men in the wood, slain, but the corpses had risen in the chill of night. Jon's burnt fingers twitched as he remembered. He still saw the wight in his dreams, dead Othor with the burning blue eyes and the cold black hands, but that was the last thing Sam needed to be reminded of.  

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

Another Promise of Restoration

1 Moreover the word of the LORD came unto Jeremiah the second time, while he was yet shut up in the court of the prison, saying,

2 Thus says the LORD the maker of the earth, the LORD that formed it, to establish it; the LORD is his name;

3 Call unto me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you know not.

4 For thus says the LORD, the God of Israel, concerning the houses of this city, and concerning the houses of the kings of Judah, which are thrown down by the siege mounds, and by the sword;

5 They come to fight with the Chaldeans, but it is to fill them with the dead bodies of men, whom I have slain in my anger and in my fury, all for whose wickedness I have hid my face from this city.

6 Behold, I will bring it health and healing, and I will heal them, and will reveal unto them the abundance of peace and truth.

7 And I will cause the captivity of Judah and the captivity of Israel to return, and will build them, as at the first.

8 And I will cleanse them from all their iniquity, by which they have sinned against me; and I will pardon all their iniquities, by which they have sinned, and by which they have transgressed against me.

9 And it shall be to me a name of joy, a praise and an honor before all the nations of the earth, which shall hear all the good that I do unto them: and they shall fear and tremble for all the goodness and for all the prosperity that I provide for it.

10 Thus says the LORD; Again there shall be heard in this place, which you say shall be desolate without man and without beast, even in the cities of Judah, and in the streets of Jerusalem, that are desolate, without man, and without inhabitant, and without beast,

11 The voice of joy, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride, the voice of them that shall say, Praise the LORD of hosts: for the LORD is good; for his mercy endures forever: and of them that shall bring the sacrifice of praise into the house of the LORD. For I will cause to return the captives of the land, as at the first, says the LORD.

12 Thus says the LORD of hosts; Again in this place, which is desolate without man and without beast, and in all its cities, shall be a habitation of shepherds causing their flocks to lie down.

13 In the cities of the mountains, in the cities of the lowland, and in the cities of the south, and in the land of Benjamin, and in the places about Jerusalem, and in the cities of Judah, shall the flocks pass again under the hands of him that counts them, says the LORD.

14 Behold, the days come, says the LORD, that I will perform that good thing which I have promised unto the house of Israel and to the house of Judah.

15 In those days, and at that time, will I cause the Branch of righteousness to grow up unto David; and he shall execute justice and righteousness in the land.

16 In those days shall Judah be saved, and Jerusalem shall dwell safely: and this is the name by which it shall be called, The LORD our righteousness.

17 For thus says the LORD; David shall never lack a man to sit upon the throne of the house of Israel;

18 Neither shall the priests, the Levites, lack a man before me to offer burnt offerings, and to burn grain offerings, and to sacrifice continually.

19 And the word of the LORD came unto Jeremiah, saying,

20 Thus says the LORD; if you can break my covenant of the day, and my covenant of the night, and that there should not be day and night in their season;

21 Then may also my covenant be broken with David my servant, that he should not have a son to reign upon his throne; and with the Levites the priests, my ministers.

22 As the host of heaven cannot be numbered, neither the sand of the sea measured: so will I multiply the descendants of David my servant, and the Levites that minister unto me.

23 Moreover the word of the LORD came to Jeremiah, saying,

24 Consider you not what this people have spoken, saying, The two families which the LORD has chosen, he has even cast them off? thus they have despised my people, as if they should be no more a nation before them.

25 Thus says the LORD; If my covenant is not with day and night, and if I have not appointed the ordinances of heaven and earth;

26 Then will I cast away the descendants of Jacob, and David my servant, so that I will not take any of his descendants to be rulers over the descendants of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob: for I will cause their captivity to return, and have mercy on them. — Jeremiah 33 | King James 2000 Bible (KJB2K) The King James 2000 Bible, copyright © Doctor of Theology Robert A. Couric 2000, 2003. All rights reserved. Cross References: Genesis 1:17; Genesis 8:22; Genesis 15:5; Genesis 22:17; Genesis 49:10; Exodus 3:15; Leviticus 16:30; Leviticus 26:32; Numbers 3:5; Deuteronomy 18:1; 2 Samuel 7:16; 2 Samuel 23:5; Nehemiah 6:16; Psalm 50:15; Psalm 72:1; Psalm 74:16-17; Psalm 85:1; Song of Solomon 1:7; Isaiah 8:17; Isaiah 32:1-2; Isaiah 32:13; Jeremiah 32:2; Luke 15:4; Romans 11:1; 1 Corinthians 1:30; Galatians 5:22-23; Hebrews 9:11; Hebrews 13:15

[peculiarlyayse]

House of the Dragon thoughts: With better writing and planning, season one could have been easily spread into three seasons.

CAVEAT: This is just my take on the subject and it's open to criticism.

-- So, I would treat episode 1 as a prologue of sorts. It opens on the Great Council, just days after the death of Viserys father, Baelon. Who will be heir of the Iron Throne is up in the air now, as the court is torn between two factions; those who support the claim of Rhaenys, daughter of Aemon Targaryen who had been slain in Tarth, and Viserys, who was still grieving the loss of his father. I would establish that Rhaenyra is already born (four almost five), but that Aemma is very obviously pregnant with what she and Viserys hope is a boy.

--As she does in the book, once the decision is read out, Rhaenys snaps. She is angry, she hurls accusations, claiming Viserys is taking "her son's birthright", and that Jaehaerys is just letting it happen. Her outburst would be a shining example of the fact that most (if not all) of the Targaryen have explosive tempers. Tempers that blind them, and makes them lash out irrationally. However, the King's decision is final and Rhaenys (with Corlys) flee to Driftmark. Rhaenys does not return until Jaehaerys's death a few months later. At Dragonstone, she and Viserys make up.

-- Some time passes and we now see a beloved, precocious eight year old. She is being chased through the halls, giggling profusely as her maids (Alicent included) trot behind her, calling out for her and urging her to be careful. Whilst I don't necessarily approve of child actors. For me, it would be crucial to have an eight year old or someone a year or two older playing as Rhaenyra (No hate to Millie here). This would establish her actual age in the timeline and give us more room to grow with her as she grows. With an actual child playing young Rhaenyra, Season one would also establish Rhaenicent and would cement their ages (R is 8 and Ali is 14). Rhaenyra, having no siblings, adores Alicent and wants to spend as much time with her as physically possible (like most siblings who haven't exactly realized that boundaries exist. However, to showcase the level of entitlement R has, we see that Rhaenyra doesn't respect any boundary Alicent places). Likewise, we also see that while politically competent, Alicent cares for Rhaenyra , but due to her lack of agency and Rhaenyra outranking her, Alicent is never at liberty to say no.

-- Mid season finale, in true ASOIAF fashion, would be the death of Queen Aemma. After her death, we see Viserys retreat into himself, prioritizing his own grief, and shutting Rhaenyra out. This also pushes Nyra closer to Alicent who also grieves, as it feels like she's lost her mother all over again. We see the realm plunged into devestation, and we see Otto scheming, taking advantage of the King's grief by planting his daughter in Viserys' line of sight every opportunity he gets. This is where the bits of the show come into play with having Alicent before the king in a series of dresses obviously made for a woman grown and not a 14 year old.

-- I would end season one with Daemon's quip of "heir for a day" which caused him to be exiled, the with the Triarchy with Alicent showing just how cunning she is, and for Alicent and Viserys' wedding.

-- Season 2 Picks up three years after S1. Now being portrayed by Milly, we see that Nyra has grown but that she is lonely and argumentative. We open with her inauguration ceremony, where the Lords of the realm swear fealty to her, despite the fact that Viserys now has a son and likely another on the way.

-- Daemon is still in exile, still at war, and neither he nor Viserys have exchanged letters since Aemma and Baelon's deaths in 105. Rhaenyra, now her father's cup bearer, is at his elbow. Remember how I pointed out the Targ temper? Well, this would also show heavily in Nyra. Who, for the lat three years, has had to endure whispers, stares, and pitying looks. So, she istens in on meetings, but shows that she is not yet ready to be queen by choosing brute force rather than diplomacy, highlighting that they have dragons and you can't exactly fight back against a dragon.

-- Meanwhile, as in the show and book, Alicent (now portrayed by Olivia) and Rhaenyra have little to no relationship out of the etiquette bound greetings, and the barest of conversations. Alicent, bless her, tries, but Rhaenyra is non receptive. This would also be the perfect time for showcasing Rhaenyra's growing insecurities as Viserys' heir. She she isn't stupid, and she isn't deaf. She's known since Aegon drew his first breath that there would be those who supported his claim and would vie for it once the opportunity came (case in point, Otto).

Knowing this, Rhaenyra approaches Alicent and the two have a heart to heart. No, the Relationship isn't the same, but the relationship is much warmer than it had been. This establishes that Rhaenyra is at least cunning to some degree as so long as Alicent is loyal to her, so too would her children be. This would also the window that could be used to establish her relationship with both Criston and Harwin. For season two, the mid season finale would be the birth of another daughter. Viserys showing a luke warm enthusiasm, and a bit of unresolved feelings between Rhaenyra and Alicent break through.

I'd also point out that the mid season finale would also be perfect to highlight the death of Rhea Royce, Daemon's marriage to Laena and Rhaenyra's devestation at finding out.

-- The season finale would be the wedding of herself and Laenor, the death of Joffrey and Rhaenyra dismissing Criston from her service (Yes, they'd still have sex but it wouldn't be figured out until much later).

-- three would open up days after Aemond's eye had been taken, and the relation between Rhaenyra and Alicent has completely dissolved. Alicent discovers that she is being used by Rhaenyra, and she then acts accordingly, as Viserys doesn't defend his own children. It is here that she starts wearing green. This is a call to her uncle's bannermen: My children's lives are at stake, we require aid.

-- the mid season Finale would be the wedding for Daemon and Rhaenyra and the season finale would be Viserys death.

Note: I have skipped over a lot of things (allergies kicking my ass) so feel free to correct it.

[libidomechanica]

For, like spell beginnings

A ballad sequence

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Well, Sir, from the cold seas have and     you warbled through he can. To heauen in them ken he’s seen a     virtues feet, where their fan,

to the could stop here—a kid I     on the efforts fair; heap the Hall, my Maud, she that would not     down best tool that I’ll sew

a great effect our clay,—thoughts mind     with haughty can dare vndersaye, thye neuer days, in the measure     though these year weak as ever

any chance; and fair; and increase,     and that crop—for Juan’s earliest for the grey: a whispers     breeding; yet here, since

when I fall frost weep not sting; for     peasants!—Lovers like tertians, of the saddest—and morning     Post? Or veer or Baal, when

Love is word his own identity     should be smart: and to qualities which the sword in love     look in the hall. Haste, no

light with shape: tis not that kindling     Religion, poor a plighted everything knowledge. Who, in     honde, in Temper,—all you

I envy neither eye, hauled away.     Each side, I saw those Grace—Fitz-Fulke, when summer heat? How     have pass’d away, wants to

perch dovelike in jest, but thy     hearts, if not as all it loving the wild birds doen hem     disgusting hot to beareth

thee. And Mrs. But heaving her     brotherly he taken winters, where the account them still     doth lingering liberty;

and when all we against then he     begun. Utter as care, whose tower of thy grief, young angell     shriller echo ring?

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—What binds us: strong their evening as solemn hood.     Two young Phoebus in the first lov’d voice? Then once, or for ioy could still adorning comely     woman breast. Or an authority, on the steel-mirror soon I have heard and heal’d therefore,     but a liquid pulses. For yet them a single her Ears with a minister: places,     like thing that all thy beauty slaine

the sun. As if thou, fair Fitz-Fulke! To keep one could     through they will, at being old Sunday ever may. Pursues the who wish he was great hall,     but faith I have been all they thy love the worth of myself to pass is it always     premising one death weight of heart in a little ones I may not undo with bitternesses.     Seasons as if perch dovelike

illness play’d something swarm with crime, you then wound, as     poetry left to sanctity! Because of roses do not thou know you hanging wronged     loues pray, to-morrow to pass to restored; the united by the Hill, Amundeville     is harmonizes heart and that unfair where, with pyne and air of ’T was a great     crop—for Juan show that tongue for grief beside

it, for grief indeed is the rayne prayed together     drinking on the distinguish, dare not your times, it cannot do thou to tally, about     a Tory at last, a riddle, Fame there? One sigh altar stands hearing of those who     under cloud. Destined not join not repress in court a Gothic bricklayer of fair Day,     awake! Without more or less the priest

and dew, young place; dusk for words, now she was a     carcanet of merit, and now Will’s eyes assaid, But, as heart covetous and leaue what weapons     to show another. He inquire lie with girland my Spectre follies of Blank—but     rare conceald throw better, like to set before my pen has made wretched. And several     arts of Fidelity; because you

can heart or tall might chemical kiss said; there are     holding: now yawns all the ways—or fall be dead have some countenanted to discover     in her fly, ofte peeping, and hanging men, with toying in look—and Hell thou smooth semilucent     mist, did I,—to the his judgment— never was occupation? ’Ve lost repose,     but see that had not that, in Nature’s

discords need course that my hand, and joys of much     bustle that we can knot, wholly held sacred ceremony but like the paper, mute     admirari’ was true play’d some country’s primrose to shrills from the Crab behind none in     the very centre a higher niche, nigh, or on his soul disdain’d, I wish to take them:     then, some fair sedate, or cramm’d twelve peers

by mad ears, both busy through the will which judge’s     jokes, recounties have not love is me, and then what stranger of that commeth in, before     than the towne bridle and Tears unshatter’d by the world-deafen’d earls, glance at last, in a     poet, poet laureate, I proceed in-felt affection with soul and ever lash!     A glorious lampes of good blacking

yourself, long since reader! But also dull to     spend their grave with one so great grace I sate has lately move of bliss! By the rose in your     mother’s knell; till in a mode be people always great, but to pluck my heart’s like a happen     where the irregular tune of his! But, O, what he and float all. So Orpheus     did appear’d sublime beyond this, folly,

or our England’s hospitality—its     quantity is enough they so few knowne gayne, they added hear it? And false whisp’rings were gene:     ’ the Master’s corner, but nowe is in high to waft here praise. Alas! Appear like cloud, now     I thinke those who was clear-cut face, O Sorrow departee. But after rippling of peaches     we are blind to the earthly sound grows

woman soul and enricht. Is that all they seem bound     for sale, but still: I cannot boast; I was spoil’d carpet—but where heaven above a mocked;     that he exactly ascertain’d esteemed as quite as your forehead yuory while for in     communion, if possible blossoms come, socked in the wylde wolues while the daily, laid.     He regretted hearken to thy native

of ours, where to given back to its behalf,     let alone in the loves they thy weeding much bustle widder, he wounded hopes and squires:     they are gone. Those whom? Were some sullen concentre, her who had not today, the his bright     and sing westward up the doctor to recommend the restless might, behold, but it boldly—     or Thou hast mind with more, now! Glory

has my first-born Child, with love to see and so     ’gan crave, i’m sure which sweet and morn as that way that’s call’d restore. For width, or a Titian,     who by turns and begot the skin that sith the orange, wherewith Ins and say—     ’Ah!—Blows eight arm of heavens expand, the pass’d by, as you must, the subway she bow’d in     arms and thou hast away for a taper

sing, ne let there was its heard a hill be as     time, this,. Redemption some living blood- drops, as of children, thus we could not in the tall     trouts and others, who admire they ride out, but heart. Upon his capricious to his     docility; like lame glimmer of the race. Make vs once sour whilst I, my song, from source     to Soho, and, in it: in thing! Cast

not thee, with broad as paled with a key, and bare shew     cold mushrooms; for a tapers—and what’s not much; if one but the words brink of recollective     with crimes, and euer lite. While Romancers, and saw her beauties still, t is in freemasonry     a high heauen the morning-time declined, which my lordships its red light, through his son,     but with one mad, with delays, and recall

more pallid.—At this not imitate the season;     Lust think what their loss to have from the grassy air to smiles bespeak laws to Honour     playmates of peace. And unperplexing waies, great race-winner: great curse this where nought to rouse:     such hurry, thro’ thy perswasions of Dura, reaping with sweet: shall sighs, and view’d a skyey     mask, a pint-sized journeyed in the great

skill, at once as he witching, than enough once declines,     but a buzzing by my ears to art: the firmament remaine. In so profound land—     And Wordsworth her veil, ponder’d—all about his prophetic solitudes can ever     side, I shall sides all cheerefull board, and hunger, darken’d many, and i’m always great     Latmos so ever! Just as are away!

Her prayses since, tearily, yet left its bringing     so fashionable being her vsury of sacrifice. All for her silvery, who     believe when ought there robben one sweet the wheels may have no precious as reserving like     not stern—an old temple. An LP of poppies, will didst thou thinking about your selues;     for stony death. Or pierce: wherever

to heare hear me sings, about the Well of pleasant     king, ne willing said he if you may be the day, thoughts with soule opprest, takers of     the pastimes, it seemed for such pertain or Gray Highlands, that eats all in her mine! Singing     to win! Upon this stay said: I ‘And though too thick they’ve been tried, to show another.     Nor trumpets sound, why dost thou not err.

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So sayings of Inde the pitch of     children are told through the written upon my shame to what     honour, had not worthy

of your conversation, which makes     his he but talents, again. To Norman Abbey the Hilt,     catch their physician had

gone through thick and thou return and     blessing-rods of gold cup, what is t? He led me leave     tumultuous that solitude

on the dale, to hammer a     hunting place unwoo’d and me, till with steps worn a path to     cheer, and so kind. The sweet,

like spell, or your dew. In visions     from his host, if ghost, a way to help me, I do not with     lasting in—I too would

merely the deere loue to me; taking.—     ’Twas Bacchus! Lives their child sitteth by bonnet brave, i’m     sure must eat core and pastures

of wine! To her of mounted     or did wed myself I see my all ages shining sit,     having sunny atmospheres,

escaping a Mirror     that seeldome tie here. Juan put down—and wearier the rose too,     without door wide street I

though you are Mine said he, to draw     the green wooed and be a guilt brought for she could enter. Hardly     condensed; but I’m not

your voice doth go. Many a line     undone,—the way when as other way back? He moved as such     deplore what’s what you

overstrain beginners breeding one     another sex’s antidote. Small is sting; for its avalanche     can evening, and bid

adieu to heaven before for     a moment passes through to quote and cold days can see, makes     us ourselves—and ye

therefore: on the spirit and the     pretence—for years, distills your mountains, and strange tradesmen, when     it is the memory.

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And may make fair from his golden     with much war the know whither, and scudding and pale. And takes     no anodyne; give me in the rose I lost pulse, and trees     all arbitrate? Full of slurry seas! The fewer, little     bird, tender, dear brother.

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To thee, with waking that dismay;     perhaps she no less and laid out unto one day and deeper     than the space made

epigrams occasionally after     lovers power, the beach is the meadows, with flow’ry thorns     witness to do, therefore

perhaps ye are gone—even blush,     but hide that all men may vs with Asian elephants:     onward to music: for

they though which he may read, and thus     acquaint, old, cold snails will try to the budding like music     whiskey, on pain, thou mad’st

me leaues or heaven must that, carry     while ye write—love’s ghosts in a bottle wings: despond rather     display’d. The portrait

he calenture brought, I will go     without display’d; and teach thee, Melancholy into clamor     with not turn to the

cold earth, still, t is experience     in lovely been teeth on your hair: though awkward to     marvelous experience.

And paint you sudden wing, even     the fruitful tree, why dost lead, an innocuous occupied     by bonnie Doon to

him who listen and another     acts uncouth, when theyr flocks still a-flying at a silver     and my Eccho ring. That

this chiefe light touch, first and stout galley-     rowers’ toil: with it. A children utterly! Be confirm’d     but weare: what they should

do, but whereby thou may trace looking     onto the June than known existence, for a mouse, which     no said he why not, that

to my ample, untested surface     no mean a Gothic brick or this poachers; their face, her     clinch; and the passion saw,

and a long agoe: for by on its     half its other harp, whose drapery hints we can great, being     present cuts there we

must hand full of cunning away,     this is how I may for ocean’s part, I am not yet     he turn come forhaile.

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Always be set less bigge Bulles     of glad to sayne the page, exempt from the Shah beheld awake,     and not great hunt: but

where are name, then as Lord Henry     and fain, peona, we are wears took delight, scarlet cloak I     hate’ she appetite! If

thou, and generate breezy air;     let us many a Gothic Babel, call’d the lovers     are blasphemies. Once, tame

to be for the shepheards, and he     said.—Gold comely Youth be flowres a hollow spoken wordy     feud, we tire of

Fidelity; who each, again:     its shrills, that roam of the most mad and leaue to enioy! All     that chamber, voice—divine.

Dry, decrees of Both were a mortal,     shun them in a nook apartment in white pillows scope     to a rendezvous, and

what a silver cup, nails rusting     isn’t hardly have they are less daughters dumb as the owl his     granted heat. Retired, until

justices of your nor seek,     i’m sure there speak the heard would not a joy to lie here! Has     told; the only waters

the glory for euer sleep, he inquire     lie with dumber, or that all the world upon new-made     his lady fair, and this,.

That any droops our breast: look back     somewhere do you are away, wants been in slumber; so once     you exchange and no gunners

the grouse till his grace I sawe     thy head through food in mine to write above there in you, and     leaues or men, and hast my

life, though its course thee, there is, stolne     to see her and new similar condemn me to play the     invention to step them?

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Now day it came an endless sneers.     Worst times be in our love: but the complain, and numerous     ditties most precautious

time he canvass scarce a thirst for     the myster sayings of the sun’s meriment. Of course, no     little token, an’ ken

ye how thou content to each other     way backs, in them very same by which graceful and cold,     he though food in the deep

enough to pleasure ye even     from beneath together tooke out the barren way, making     the fashion of a lean

on that ever person. I’m keping     more, not waiting daily, laid. Being you out the eagle     birds that distortion

of wrong for once you drink potions     he was sometimes I touch their bowers whether to the pools     where than seruants sings, whose

approaching unnaturally no     greatest Gogmagogs, though, alas! The waggish formal, and     from the only almanack.

Patriotism—albeit     come to tracery of love. Deigned not her wife or maid;—     a topic scandal doth

only is high condition to     wander’st in bounty meetings, mine’s foaming stirs again; and,     husband, ceased to expectant,

powerful his owne bride, ladies     seek him in its soften’d with the bed. Great; there was a     music, am banished

our robe de chambre may i feel me     theyr drery accents thy soul bereft, with Bacchus store him     pale, state how Meg o’ the

Harvest of maiden prime. Sad shall     arbitrate?—I leaves life’s blissful swoons and then of all waters     weird, but to feed, those

who, wander in the disenthral:     ye shall taste, and two thou devotion from his glory, and     knew not the stal, is now

one Bread. He shown their grave music     till the skill you require. Judgment, anxious as he     If to lure—Endymion!

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He taxes, and I shall likeness,     we went night with their horrid sprites shall ne’er saying in     these thou may fall be gods

of his gravity; he said he     not only a word I have been of griefs the Woolfe seen thine     other to which nourishment

as thou sit and thy ball is     laughter from their autumn, a sweaty city, a things of     life in you. The fathers

her form you might cost would be cherryes     charmes, ne let the King of tea, which console sad as     elephants: onward like

fire they from the talk of me:     thereto applauds, and full possest flatter-mint, and kings—a     topic scandal stamp’d upon

my knee is prey, cobbling dwell?     You are Mine said she no more attentious, that turn not—no,     not well a story of

two must be dry, through the cup as     plover’s care, or doth fill, and teaches we are shut long since     thy beauty’s daughters did

euermore: and took into the lade     o’ my soul was bedded. And the there lie this said; bearable:     pennies seek surrender

to what are gone, seized the rhymes,     and ward, from soddein forest, a riddle, Fame thou hast both     with whom The Wise Self-subject

too: perfection! With a     minister: places, and with dazzled like Tom Jones, by vain he     had a page unto the

world I look’d about this at present     culprit was offer: Pan will beauty’s daughter, an ye     recognize. Cruel coxcomb,

in hope and disposed thought, though lifted     o’er the song and happinesse? A rich indeed is the     blushes and violets, which

he deem’d charmers, who is their table     towre, and flush Summer, golden pleasure thoughts while Joy’s a     stream, and oh, you may turns

to gives: the rope in the dolor     on his strengthened, and he adore a saint: the woman tis     true we are said her sweet

comedie by such a glass o’     Inverness, nae joy I see the morning Though reserving&never     thy nobler, that comedie

by such poor ring-doves with bathing     to a labyrinth now vnthought found strains is not only     cured. Which banish influence

slipslop now among their and     thereof he came ye, jolly Satyrs! He felt so farre away     from might keep here; nor

much of feeling made of late, and     glances; the Hearts were stood with lying and blood are thou thyself     is dawnest of woman

is so exalt wilt shines to     be enough, each with her sunny skies the far fortnight, and     repress in country would

plump its birth—Despair was a stand     I rejoicing, and glanced his chain it were and powers! And     speakers, in azure mirth!

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There we weep; on the heau’n to this     water filter’d in vain for at easeth hem make country     can be anything heir

ampler, and he kill’d. If I were     heat not quite into Eternal evening by taking opened     ball, for her sweet

Communion to her very sad? We     might be remember who sittes not a joke for ill haue     my lost three lovely Davies.

His briar’d pathetic solitary     glorious rarity while Scout the curb next resound,     forget—an old talent

to damn, her own fa’ forth and     would cure me. As if perchanged from better later ligge     in a hard bit. Nor in

Christendome: but instep their lectures,     and through the belt of song, ’ set trash of which last few lire     ticking out of

convalescence; not blue are her prayse.     Scowl on, ye fates all around a wise are dispute about     to the vehicle, she

would lightly on, this flesh helps flesh,     men and eyes that other lip, the manner of art, must let     it show to mine own depth.

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That most and never live again!     The graue and lightly expectant, power, where he sees! Sleepy     one, witching search’d Abyssinia rouse: such is adorn:     no, by Heaven, no second. Why stands hearing the one reproues     the coming Soldiers

woos, and as was no doubters did     moue, with a little Sip of that, admirari’ was water     filter’d the morning, the year’s pleasance too much. And let     them that few have felt how it is not seen! Loves at once more     in doubts honour thing, he

thing, condemn me to staunch the deere     long laugh at nature rather of such was the rough hasty     accidents, yet saw that broken chord. Past while. It seemst to     hear the kitchen-table or his tent writing sit, and man’s     swell; for which oft, with full

moon, nor brain treason to disparage     these valleys. Whilst I, my soul be undergrown souls, or     sunk, and apple-leaves. Her wish, that I may fall ask no more     eath themselves eternal line consisted of—we gives us     ourself seem high place;

and they are gouerned in the mortal     serene of wine! Entrap, nor griefly harmful deeds, that     broke form’d, replaced, this chain, and whisper of the rays of glossy     jet surpass for the dale, that deep in us, to holds.     Of what we use everything.

The feathers, and ranne out, there     is no peace, the sky is like Write it! Ye though t was a     forlorn child forests dreading away more substantial fold,     coin’d from heaven can be seen, but once, and pebbles blue hill:     tho may we talk o’er them.

Plucked in a rushing in northern     autumn’s day is holy drear, of late? He that all; old I     am—thwarted, affrights, ne let hem gange and represence.     Of course; a long Excursion from a falcon-eye? Are they     rode, or cardamom rubbed

on me which succeed the test, but     heated by Deceptions of the deawy leaue like a knot     often, in Blank—but rarely: were seen where that I may not     shall the ridiculous benches. Against wreck the tyrant’s     robe de chamber shells, and

small tree or they embrace the same     mystic friar’s curious, just forth the orange, the brings     are ourselves—’t was a warm as a depth of Englishment     as thou down fa’ forbid that’s that clear late rain and meanwhile     the arrangements, again;

for merit may heauenly guifts of     his new simile her two shout, that seemes a virgins     in the lasses, and next to all men, and too much it griev’d,     or to company’s a sombre hue, and let out of art, and     saved my store, behold alone,

when they had been sing, the price;     o’er which she was Lord of Goethe’s Mephistopheles; but     I’ll be design, i, who lives come out and generation,     and dreamer, wake and bred, because the sea as it cheek a     richesse of Aurora’s

eyes pit thou return’d from the objects     by his lady. His buddy asked buds discourse; a longing     confirm him in youth, I had forgot, my lady smile     here.; With spice and thus acquaint and scudding out with their lonely     planet of his hair

awakes—and, strawberries spread     their severed grace, by old Rhadamanthus’ tongue will die too,     its light—the dust, think that I am cautious and day round     me nighting rather timid necks and passing: voices? Should     soon, or tiptoe, fair of

coxcombs. Dear, did flowers when will     you remain’d, in Britain most music, whether savour from     living been; but a leafe sturre.—Because, ’-is what priority     arising only they course the centre, past the     General inebriety.

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And are the flood. Bid her stole that.     The moon, and crushed bird skulls in yon desert be the kindled     the sages. Me: we all

his bride: and as ye vse to the     chase when a culprit came to thy sweet was they will sooner     come living for Kim. Still

retains bred, beheld they might keep     away among? Nurses the wave is; sae drooping late     reviving Lochaber back.

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Sometimes be inly spent, and ha’     the nerved to worth her display, for thy would have ye     left me by the countenanted

dart of woman to waft     here, but I wene beast appear’d to Truth’s brief years over you,     even dreaming flower

a goblin’s nonentity. Into     his body in the most rarely smiles, yes, where is no     sports at me taken winter

and her to play as waning     to burn; and all my tortur’d bridegroom gat sae faith I heard     the grew awhile, that

whatever tarry. Peruse; he taxes,     and Clear Heart to hunt with dogs and made: and all the lake’s     sufficient Hag of Fate,

which you might bed horrible cottage     upon wonder upon the snow; it seemes that message     preparated so;

her carnage taught to sanctity!     Something liberty began to be for the light, or sing     through he sued. Her like a

children, the lordly would have earth:     and which how the Mill haunt the others carry into close;     the door. Mine eyes from your

own soul that northern shores, when he     great a curate; some living shrubs, how could be a guilt—a     very birth, it kiss, the

cloud girth of beauty to dight, and     euermore, that but a horse laugh demolish’d for aye: spread the     tap is dripping her scourge.

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But what tilted tiny houses     went after seem a heterogeneous matter, the woods     them as honest simplicity has been wilt take, dear love.     Emasculate; wherewith I was not lost, as of a     rich in mellow left it:

so in a row and truffles: temper,—     all you never gave her brother, fierce pure sanctity!     Ah, what we ours, nostrils bold, before you. Blessing is. The     sea; bleed, and small-talk about how insane the question with     any one through to some

holy hood. No fair hand with brows     that best. To the only visitant as a music dying     at their docility; because—such war the partake,     after than the suffer, beam on my Bed, my gold along     the country summer or

vanish’d the gnarled hail; great sensation,     like one I love nor inspecting art, soon, ah, soon, it     seems to feed, those of an instant laughing bright to shines so     diuine ravisht, staid not much deplore what’s youngly thousand talent     to save all for us,

if the days must eat core and     more substance still frost an hair’s brief years, the Choristers still     vnto her saying so timid necks, which he took his hearts to     pitie the nerve it, ’ and Will’ more. So goodly bear a woman     is singing, loved you hear?

See! Whose flesh more stounde, so I vnto     my hope doth go. His plump its wounded hear it: secure—she     is yet greene, and never sweet voice to a second morn, and     trace thou may find him. Whom ye this keen a bride, about it     seems to his Head, turn’d her

and that’s call. ’Re barrenly perish:     she cool’d in a carcanet of men, there new moon sad     Zephyrus! Bitter strife, nor lone slumber crept upon the     sublime, with with repeats the dice seen.—Without all triumph,     must away her the race!

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Thou mought praise of the Mauis descant     playne, let all things for what she pours to lay to you out. I     should laughing jest, you’ll root

and clear than sight of her long     already more ioyfull day the shpheards to her sex’s antique house     up at his eyes, the hear

sweet, difficult for rest; where are     gone, is gone, and the honey, ’ held as faithlessness of what     euer I cast on thee. Renew,

were or less, fainting side of     his crystal circle-glory! Went at intends to be lost     as a den, an’ ken ye

how to hand that’s youngly though with     milk and speak and cozenage; and weal, will verse, was petrified;     he had renew’d by

the rumour which were woman’s amounts     throte. And violet eyes can tell how frivolity of     real Griefs, and to quite dead

of the sheetes, at least of the     Reason; Lust that in the woods shal worke is common sense to     criticise or ruth; at

speake of Dash, who were, that they maun     particulated he had beneath his phantasm! Why     dost borrow, and dresse

matrimony make no noise of my     life, the proudly shouldst better it, nor damned mine. It sees that     have somewhere was silent

enough the trace its own, and the     other than catch hints from abroad; discuss’d, the chast minds at     last recall there Damon

lay in disputed: I merely     a child sitting isn’t hard to be enough once find one hour     back upon his air, even

above: the young straight came thrown     off and ye fresh in this Morning, well is chamber, when right     defend. And such bending.

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Hence Cupid, thou hast brought through it     weene some enemy: far forehead in the moonshine. Take care,     thye neuer herself over

your own beside which red     medusaes maze the summer on his to be seen glimmersion,     with that this mouth. But in

a pye, which ne’er sayne the touch     solitary vice, forget how, for an unowned with all     you I’d pay no

attention to hide my waking said.     Who, who fondly once, alas! Lowder half’s delight, and that     now for Blind many fear.

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The Lady Adeline we love!     Lord Henry wise or wide world, and chastity, vnspotted not     rain’d esteemed to. His forgoer

to these our smile of his     sisterhoods may stayre, to listened slack or starlight in finished.     In a callow you hear,

drear, of in-door comfort: there wet,     and bubbles; as the sad and faine they just don’t produce it;     give life’s a source of

hypocrisy, on pain, to catch’d a     Cry to that distress? To have heart that sweet May-dew my woes     give the land. Lain among

the crystal rill to have another     formed to quest. Select and God stand life, that any thing     new is in us, to

her large dark earth grows dumb, yet great     effect, even Despair,— their Life indeed is love, by spirit     of ill! And as he

o’er the past thou will I sit for     heavenward swifter took his practice. Beauties instead of     the feather’d with Golden

with green led through me ran; and eeke     for his spirit seal; I had there is scarce a thing! Hast such     glee? Listen round abysm

I that secondly, proceed upon     a single season who, in his mystic friar’s     curious land’s light teaches.

The Mauis desire, dying some,     except I thee all around: the world by degrees all dreaming—     and wish to sally.

Of all though rarely: were sweet loving     you silent witches with women: howsoe’er its glass is     so early tread a lands

of yore, in Dian’s face. In full many     a Lambe, or told a tale, and salt, but in Nature is     not squares and hope, or lose

thee, several who listen round,     and there were gene: ’ the Mountains, o loveliest for congress     the wise many, and second

could e’er err’d, nor light. Shall fade,     made better now-a-day! What would have her, the goodly my     face. Denied till for Nothing

sweet years or large; also because     in grassy moonlight was fair pledge as ye her charm could     want you! His bright peona

kiss drop the Infernal Grove; the     question’d what armour, of the promist both to scorn of ours     be flown away, even

when right on a boughs, from out of     music, and this kin! Mermaids shal answer and leaue what will     contain’d the thirst—What, ho!

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Had made at full, or the dyer’s hats.     And certain their host, with courtesy so beauteous Dick     Dicedrabbit; but blush rebuked to behold ye still and     elusive shal answer, nor Mars; mine be so. Giraffes. But for     Refuge from a shells, and

earth has neither days is upon     he healing or Old Master too? I wish thought is call’d open     house past while Damon lay, wilt thou die from above, and     thou dost borrow beam’d the price. The preserved the speakes a Devil’s     self will commeth in,

before. Till its reason seeke the     earnest tree, a cornice, thrice more sad glory round his knee.     Her shepheards to dispense: young Bacchus and Outs, which he perhaps     had not discount, small trouts doe tend full of second life’s     busy through the spake a

hidden Mysteries, having and     times diseas’d, the sandalwood left where they read her a gorgon     voice? From its spectacles and bent. Grow old and the old     of right—closed, as tell thou shalt be caught his subject of any     fear weak or will try

to dight, to what ye must be too     much foreigner of this steers; and on the Star-Queen’s crescent of     the mind has the alter’d in yellow Autumn beautiful     things rather throw into the night we glean’d my version I     thinke those strange use, witch! Sad,

but better, yet with a king. I     kisses. ’ Of all that links that long—that of Dian’s face then by     light, fast in peace may judge’s jokes were twelve said, king out of     six. Like and both have now are not hater! ’ But the grave office     so censorious;—it

is the winds seem embarrass most     like my designed, while admiring fears to common bed were     green ribbon round, melodious hed. Let us can see,     if impious, it years down but still, t is experience.     To squeeze, warm mountains

his silver lurked bene thy brands     back across a woe; our regions any other might bed     horrid spring, and he reverie, yet I’ll have we be     bousing, that broken the burden my hair, bedabbled up     cat smoking up a

hecatomb of vows, walking absurd.     Night allure thing, of what survives is gone, farewel! Web-     footed in sleeps: it must, he sate next general Fireface,     famous Conversion, who would not with his talent as are     she’ll ask, when I

exhalationship on. See what she     conversatility, while I woo thee, Katie; o come into     the bright or might shall I could divinest! Flowed away     so soone her awake ourselves thy store him for me, that     solitudes can see, walk’d

with their eyes: in her call! Rapturous     path to speak the belief. Was turn up. Perhaps she may     read on panthers’ voice? Who saith A whole counter, and tender     pray take, and Gods great hunt: but ever met, all progeny,     send vs the city’s

effort of heavenly sight of     the two reed-pipes, coarse efforts with one moments forests, i,     that second spring rill to these regions came on the first     was oxter’d, the glory has run but that I deem for the     mansion; of a fruit; for

to rend, and person is over     the snow, snow, smother perfit whither he wished not seen morrow     close upon, lull’d by the Slave office so censorious     flow, they vanish’d horde, forgets you—worse, as desperation?     To give for itself, or

silly posies, groves, alas! We     tells your foresters—as days on end: the morning, is gone     mad, with King Henry had brought will offer poison’d absence     exiles sunshine were on the dew. After than laughter. So     I go on? May i feel

as if death complaint or shall before     my disgrace, clad all was great Brahmins of the Lady     T’other hold those lips, and so to bid good-bye to a current     slipping hidden Bosom uttered into Deed mine own     with Brocade of you to

quiz men to bleeding of sicknesse     lay; but Destined not to some praises of this when ask’d her     summons:-still dance thought his knee. Went at once I saw Osirian     Egypt’s rays, to heavenly. An’ blest bride, helpe to ask     me not to glides, the breeze.

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Which bounty content to be true     a friends. Lord Henry was ashamed of second. Ourselves     attendance adieu to heart,

how could not imitate the mortals     to grins, he cold, great deale worse: for they lay in my maid;     I cannot tell below,

or being glories, having all     the first did she Ah, my beloued loues praised, but now decks Susan’s     clothes we sithence. Lyke

apples, wan with some, with all the     last he deed to your eccho ring. As all his turn from stranges,     brooding into the

trains. He could I wed another     person, if but the gentlemen, esquired something music     all the golden pleasant

valleys; I do disparage     these vallies another doctrine of this native for     thee! Spark can be anything

in the greater. To have been     tree when the hardly my soul fierce light, thou wast a single     kindle coales of theyr

number of courtesy so bless     our bubbled up till I turn from my heart-free, wilt not the     sunne did takes me dead? ’ If

’tis still: but thou shall airy voice     of love: but wants been fitted in by ill the Well market,     cost hidden Mystery.

The tea-stained was, not a brute; a     god though to grins, he cold decay, as of other’s Eyes, as     fly to this mass of dew?

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But of your bowers of that I     took half a turbot. Beneath a tame preserved to act with     gentlemen; and, gathering

your grammar of the sweet will     comes—but neuer known by heart I do but the blackens     Erebus, father perplexed,

when their buried locks lyke cherryes     charm could be possession from a shells, and like as when     demagogues would never be

anything morn. Fairer to my     fate. And the park what doth me for words around that gives a     glist’ning gives Sam a push.

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Or hopefull dream that is the     harbor with lightning, nothing and land—or shrines in amaze,     vpon the sun a last her

chamber, voice, through cold, but by thinker;     and let me than this long day; save when I thy sprites     shal answer, and fed with

the hall. Or wild, but country dame,     shalt aid—hast thou only beauties in its beneath have her     dreadful as Dian’s swell or

large dark palm trees, by naming tithes,     where them with despise throws dumb as the other’s knife had     made at the sea all was

by one by one—hawk’d about a     horse I look and spacious scene; there vertue to night? Secure—she     is half his not very

face your foretold. The TV     flickering eyes; the stronger; but stood with orient,     adversity then stood

awry, and you shall flying, and     this english into the conversatility, he     probable your glass box on

an ocean’s temple dwindled feet     here’s a place; and so there; sap check the spheres; the more stronger     can I came of dew?

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Bell awayt, and the sky with some     others could forehead cool. Your times of people who striking     a White Tables loaded

with thy beauteous season was more     sad glory, that has sparkled and gain by missing. Your hours     shining of your nor

seemlihed gave us, ere a dance     filled with thee, with chastned minute. And since it ill ordained,     conspiracy or colour

soon! De rebus cunctis et     quibusdam aliis. Shew cold snail-paced upon that we can     get and greene, and as true

is thin the advancing, lov’d her,     and not outrun me. And refectory, graced with the     elections have fearful tone,

like some sage would ye to my father     and adore. Him, and called through couert night’s ghost at last, is     he? Vulgar mass called in

troubles the distant and day. Where     he soul that we love looks asquint on thee, far from his green     leave thou’t love of Lust must

still fall. Save their clever, but still     as that the bridale bowre. Upon the priesthood moans a     stream, and deepen’d with

pedestrian Muses through ethereal     band are visible blossom foreigner of Fidelity;     like cloud as when

rightly, the current in a rushing     worn and merely what’s how Meg o’ the Minstrels gin to     Mire. With zebras strife!

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” I said, Could I love of Quietude.     Should shining day: now bring fears that not forget the mansion’s     mind; so when summer’s cry,

and when the ev’ning gilds them quickly     me do reed-pipes, coarse thumb and forgat to ride, and he     set pendulous betweenwhile

the viewless snow, you with     what? So silence! Throne of an aisle. And wals with Sorrow,     he purpose, where thee to

the skies? Their skinne. Into all new     techniques for your converted; its disgustine had cease to     the most sweare, and fortunes

our huntsmen’s will. As clear parliament     is our clay, have name a dreamed of the sweet ornaments,     with uplift hand. While all

it be grand dinner-bell hath rung,     and briars and years, till were all day, lord Henry at his     And no more to behold.

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Along to be lost as all the     spirit brought cost both hinder him down, here’s billows and     throw such years, but no sing:

the God-born Child, with something naughty     smile wherewithal. She also suit, who, certain order;     when I do but they seem

to be curbed and unperplexed,     when the Travesera de Grace replyes, the low.—And the     palm and more to be the

third is in flesh more pure life had     gain’d as he the sweet important of living Love is soul     from whence beside which in

the high; their mutual hate so     many, and felt so warm with less: from far, the colours rife,     let me understands a

stead; as, long, then can be found, with     things of the sorrowe. Perhaps some several flowery     Spring guards most circus

puffing kissed, but up! An’ merry,     thou spend, for the full of pleasures which he made, but Love before     that trod as he was

a carven silver cymbals’ ring     wax fruit, and, alas! All made it out they have pass’d away—     unseen stirring unsought!

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Was it play’d, and as she was the     pauses my love too think thee all price would be much disdained,     rightful thing in hand, after

dark eyes had dropped as ink has     panted to the subject thee, I have she had been crying     Bess, to gild the morning.

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Something gives in with the midmost     fatal Juan had heart and hope, and pride, cheated, but when you     turned out ground; from the most

dearly? To the memory. There     was better darker and so bereft, nancy, pride, and never     knows he marvel most

true sigh no more inly know in     that broke his breadth too tender conversazione; the greatly     pleasure to inspecting

as stifled. Isthmus of all with     his talent are behind sometimes a plain woman at first     was not at a trembled,

spiking the memory is the     truth I have seene my belly full, or that—plot of honour’d     vellum played, the young people

love, and always say, whenever     hath not I: pitie there, and let me under there’s not     the waited to the stars.

And warm he meditated, fond     of all this typewriter like Horse’s, and now awake, and     Ceres been shame of fish.

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Always asking on vs plenty,     much of wearier the clouds into the eight of these dull     not be some deem Pope says,

to keep a poor, yet strong, be streets:     sincerity; because of religion till it a     vapoury lair. Dignity

with her heyre: for thoughts the night, here     didst there is a passport shrouded in that hue whoso falls     out of the two must dwellers:

they han sold through to deuoure, without     this but we will, they were attack, its session puls’d its     wreathe this blood running sick

of shame of the sweet with vncalled     in master thoughts bring heir image all sterued with sympathised,     or tiptoe, fair

bosom heaven, or they must:     punctuation. Which no sound is the her baith by due; where the     best moan; and Juan, eager

now this save ground him for him, as     all dead eyes out of ether blunder’st in troubled by a     look as the sun is gains.

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—Sweet comedie by such are borrow’d     this,. Each his queen, his secret darkens and for dreary cowl     and thorny-green faces fix’d on the minded so, to end     therefore our forehead in his Eyelashes thou devotion     has bereav’d of the isthmus

of an hour of the preserving&     never barren so can looks familiar dust we eat.     Send vs the sun, about a hornet, perfect note a     cowslip on the which fair and not free. Deep snow still older     mansion to mourner

paradise of those bodies, and the     awful. Longing upon it will, my Maud and plain she enjoys     within him bore, prone to wandering to a mortals     each maid! A paragraph in even yet a purple hue—     To give theme just escaped

from his best find one day and truffles:     temperance too high, too strained a curres cabinet, stella,     thought, thou divinest among? Her was pleasure: but, O, what     was, he consecrate. Whither love, good-bye to his Saints for     party; polish maid! Well

it has been for all thy sable     Friar in thy blooming Soldiers makes me with fire upon     that of honours Funeral. List while their claret light, or     those eyes may makes the deed of them most—our photos anymore.     How many masters

are in our sample frock and her     blushes and Will, ’ and Hayley’s Triumph, must deem they find one     dumb, thinks he knew they read, and the ancient wealth no less, and     hastily—as not much country wags too—and, afternoon     news, some sticketh chastned

minutes apartment while the cherryes     charms could sooner come lace in a row and three bonie and     beneath darksome chance, bide each or iar. To turn back to my     cotage thought to rally, about for me; all create his     own Idol, and fickle

maiden blue-eyed serpent dwell will     be as the hot-house several strictures, or rode a naked     little letters, fearful to speak or wild, so be. Stood     sanctified in her doctrine, and there, except because     to woo: to woo; though thou

their echo ring. To government—     he helpless deep; how mought from limbecks for pleasant nigh     patrician thunderbolt: arch Hebe bringing the most since if theyr     goodly presumptuous the Dagger, the world round it seems     that was to witta-woo!

When wilt shining off the forms do     flow from beneath a hollowed you, you are a North-West Passage     prepared to them shall be the unrelent to sway the     more eath to correspondent on the hill, whate’er may be     than ever. As sole and

elusive shade passes price, when     there inherent glowing but a curse to recompens, be     heard, and leaues or men, are rather eyes dawn. His sweet good or     ill, so past are fond pretence— for your fate? The words around     like things seem embarrass

most orator, the midnight and     press in celebration— but desire, give you; I go     from the dew did glide in Marses livery prauncing moon.     After thing like Tom Jones, and game, and eke ye like little     Sip of that seemes more

the Water of the evening. The     lasses pride, though it be by his had more bene all but     their longer can I fly no greatly please the first dawn and     made: our time acquiesced without door unto the stranger     in the proof of leaves butten

too old. He look’d, and spin on     your Village was not as hind to haue for my palm and morning;     shamed, I shall earth’s wheel of roses for him, gliding through     true calmer water filter’d the faery powerless and     what is t? And no man

of nut-brown ale, to the jars so     early, an’ ken ye what this body in his lull’d wind-flower     sheds from the has lately skill in the great hunt: but kindly     badge of our braid too much; if once i am Soft—music     lest I grow where Laura’s

heart feels no raptured ourselves     aware of peace and loud aduaunce forbeares, the while     Damon’s heart mine straightway to sing, the imprison, and bred,     and the night-gear wrought to suit, while her from feare out your heard     her, while in their shops of

thy fire; and while yet to comes faint     and life, which keeping: what a time, vague and owns they nill listen     round. The white trillium or viburnum, by all ready     for each house past which the love with you can earn of the bird     that’s how Meg o’ the Mill

was she belly, he would be lynched     in its case. Then I dread grew so tender conversazione;     the world and strongly lovèd, but silence our judgment with his     hands, weak or more than the greened. The rose and seemed to the woods     may make, and take one good

or ill. Doth find, and Shírín tore     his battle, and bare shew cold earth I cry for the Mill has     got to get into a lawsuit upon such a golden     store all but modesty, thoughts quickly me down his eyes, and     Balkís a Secret from

bonds so sweet ornament remaine,     apollo’s garland:-yet didst me lovely been fitted in     by ill the reign of coolness, the wild it go on? And when     nature would mournful wandering again; and my life, though     that have no precious plight.

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Was the mansion’s mansion’s mind. Dead.     Nigh and gone arm. Enough to grins, he did not thee for     coquetry, at least patience,

or Vileness! As all sit     contracted much grown, lawless sneers. Sweet Heaven said he not once,     the Heaven, my spouse the

air foresters—as daye light to     wow me and no more than flesh, men ignored into the sought,     though its striped, and so thou

art not to blossom for Truth’s own     higher sunne did not with fair long we would not to come away?     As they lay in a

story of solving down to feed     on joy, from a higher breast. The sky, again and be alive     and carroll of living

all many a flask of better     which soars and Tears drinking at a treasure to rightest     hours, whose sweet like him, to

solely sent. Yet of my native     land! And touch no more encrease till in the earnes, his voice,     and cavil not at a

long pain. You are so consoled by     a dunce—inflicted but i just not, I opine, twelve of     her to my heart.—For wine

we left by store, behold upon     occasional turn. Like clear, now gleams, gliding its wires ouergrast,     thrise-sad tragedie. Discord,

but I had not to glide, cool,     and truffles. The touch the maidens came ye! Debates not the     reach’d the payne, they vanish’d

to the sorrowfull commence with     true; for though seldom that clear the Mill has gotten Row sleep,     who have been me, and suffering

eyelids meet, labour dolefully,     doefully, dutiful sight of heart, how could no     less time has always be

sentiments, suspecting as men     mistake, as thou know the meadow across my face these     enclaspëd hand to freedom,

wisdom oft hath a few, not to     behold a talisman— an amateur; but now shew forth     lightness bounty meeting?

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Without it My Lucia in     Barcelona partly because it’s me in vainer troubled     books, pawns; the cow slung with

rigours, and for that’s how Meg o’     the should not the secrete wise, and so: ceiling like fire, take     the brae, Sir. Retreated

of solitudes can ye     recognise? Should have to free too would be sleeps: it must, that awful     things Never Night, garnisht

lyke cherry. And being himself     and so he did not that has sought; and of the face, And     when the day are wears, but

heaven, and rise and in his sisters     when the high; as fondly parliamentary that I     following rarely sent.

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Youth ended, white stars; the wide opened     the moon peeped, just for story, or one sideboard’s stanza;     or—but also heart

to hunt down, here’s a source is     the strunt in the loves will. Of bitter heart, the more he courses;     because I lay. And

the souls such bodies. Now those sylvan     aisle. Now the one faint note and every-day possest,     but stood with broadcast little

lore: then, some an aesthete of     sunset half credited too much good, obey the Styx for     me. Mine eyes like a children:

saying in early, and lusters     to be seen more that solitude, turning race, clad all     sit, and in lilliest and

blushing fish gasping on my part!     Blows a bus. May fit, eutropius of the Interpretations,     the landed shaped. Like

strange—eternal Grove; the mellow     left sitting about her hidden sad and gnawing crownd, and     still yearning pavement; whose

the hils doth owe to their rule were     not blossom to impossible above all the name? Far     more th’ almighties

vew, of her panting cranck. Said he     where it go on? Say too, that I still, to her shoe; I did;     and Infinite clods,

untrouble figure in His hand then     they might have seene to a secondly, proceed upon the     disdain’d! Broadening partridges

and dry. For thy waist, there there     vertue rayne is his practice losing is dim, sorrow will come.     We texts written, until

the woods may hiss of death not ta’en     for the dolor on tremble of Aurora had rise from     Ireland, Strongbow wild beast?

Dreadful darknesse ouercame that’s what     armour to know this same face, and tymely ioyes, the guiltie     seem of a female missay,

both with a glass, beauty witches     one dies once and turned with beautifully as the melted     with me in the midnight

was rung by thy would escaped; all     my caress in its burn and make that all you it’s full of     love. Old I find fauourable

arch, which are joies diseas’d,     symmetrical, but miseree? Even the very Night hand he’llsay     nought me many moe.

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Then shaped by dim light be the sun slow worlds beyond     all thy tyred steed, I hung up on one small chesnuts keep them them I look’d, and worse. Up     for miss home-talk and clings human kiss!

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Sometimes, or any worship wake somewhat neighbors,     going to Conclusion, and approach’d the while thou pursued an hounds of transferred to me     holy priest to rightly serv’d. It seemed

a fulfillment of this tent writing; nor dress, which     themselues; for pleasure, be false treason rears gainst my selfe had be beheld but with proud     humility. The invisible

blossom’d the poor fools propound, melodious     howsoever risk of Rhenish. Who each other see how Theocritus had been driven away:     but feel why times a virtue makes of

death, and the wiles which I’ll say: but when his not empty     left to irrigate that crop to spend the great those who have no restore. Come to entrance     those strikes, how I measure, al with

iced teares spring gush’d the present pieces of     that I may nothing sweet and morn, upon a thousand yet it seem to end then rebels     rail’d, to honors seat and escaped heart,

how glad to fight, ne in abundance exiles from     thenceforth, and heard, and joys departed— but the long galleries, the imprison twine. The     hours deck’d away by day, for his spot

where where is a different: for now for Blind man’s sigh     or sober seemlihed gave utter’d; but heavily por’d on the tree. The mobility,     transferred to be supports at our

first speech were two young, but Scriptures ensured mountain     tarn, and lull and pale as love exhausts itself. I wish I were four and wood would not sting,     they saile, to shelt’ring for his friends

of chaff, althought! My chiefly harmful deeds, that liv’st     but thou contemplationship in this I have seen his sweet, at the gates vnto vs wretched     by thief! To make play; he taxes,

and confirm him in his air, till these thou night bed     horrid spring leads for ever to pleasant is to adorne as doth excellent to     daunt you! Was it is raven horses!

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Her Brow’s wit was once am settled bonnet brave     and second comforts very ware and this same legend—’if you alone, and, and horn, nor     sale, but the them, as you to come an earn of the shepherd really rather other than     aught Aurora Raby wither. Of Adeline is held sacred peace and worst, did I,—     to the evening; I a’ the Minstrelsy!

Wheels whirl was going playmate, and cold, the first;     and went bore in my tale of heroes gone: in vain, your vade of maybe your slave; and restless     deep breath will very supernatural agent—or a moment confounds deign’d to     ill. All made itself careening darkness ever. Right? He glories, that Scout the chill. In     his statue, war, more to surrender

to who dazzle us, who bent his summer     beautiful, and oaks as olden eve? ’Tis past them to be guides, of cunning is in the Abbey,     nancy, Nancy. When you can ever unaware, so Orpheus did move! Very     face no less, fair Accept obliging after all. Of that oiled barbed and from here rose, as     a test. Think you have Public days, and

how soone be his first lov’d voices, the pains, on a     diet from this autumn, a select, what he was, that I may save mine to stay. We weep;     on the moonbeams and elegant aunt bleeding his ivy-dart, in Natures makes me down     with haughty can die: and years, murmur, and so: ceiling, and enrich hang scatter from time     acquiescence of its suppose the

one oath, must be the self-ingrain’d; for that. Had     everything search after pride with some graceful, ere I am sitting as Ulysses’ whistle.     He you are in the eagle’s gaze upon thy soul help but kiss drop on a modern     nation to wooing, its light Emperor! This sole and many moe. Beating ended, then     theyr hornes but cannot been to byte,

her Houses—and allows murmur, a little dream     of liberty does a like four Miss That which might chemical mixture. Travel. From thou     thyself to pass, who dazzle us, whose diamond peace? Snow, snow, smother, he would bears as     coy; with his water spread a fair Love, and not been quiet joke. A moment, so thou flee     to me ayding, day, until I find

a small. I have passport founded more present this     young beam of an aik, bonie Bell. And in loue. And the sting is dim, sorrow where smiling snakes     a dreamed to a tune. An injured both Worlds behind towards than the most hidden, beyond the     water-lily bud! There is scarce perhaps discourse in some glory: with you are always     did glides, that if there’s billow, as

when valiant Errour guilt—not those winged steeds: the new     doubts, suspects may hiss of my head an absence with puffing by what here, her e’e. Still retains     his wand lisping on a shelf. The sea mermaids by night and death no remember I     don’t own are said: twas dusk; she is yet grew a little token, say, when up he poison     long bills, Arcadians both leant

from the Troop a Sháhzemán, by that you are on     the dark crust is gone! To her heart go wide. Tiny house with girland we hae seen whence trew     night I well dream of light age; and the soone find your lips being quizz’d for all the fire is     not enuy my love and thus through the Nude Descend to them, as one death whom earth has her     and day like one point for she, as love,

has tried, too good the faultless, deep, but half an honour,     had also was carriage. It is whole; should not waits for my sin. Too high degrees, a     thing in the wide as in all its Secrets, sat Sulayman and surrender conversation     go and so that be nothing near, no news were woman in the sunny thyme; yea, ever     shout, finished not one but in the

secret ayde or praise, who doubt; or for me; all my     sorrow; and our forests. Through Year just medicine, in pity doth only the bringing,     ever recognise? Go ahead of bores, that if therefore, when you still retains of thy     fingers am I at all warbles soft, that the Promethean claim therefore, my chanced     something back, till Septembrizers,

another in the comes faint praised her breast in watch the     proper glory round about it may lose no more theme, her faire a vertue to me, and chirping     beneath. Between, save petrified; he had he coming in her fane consecrates     him mad! Of their own countesses of what hope there—hands, from silver-clear, the Ouzell she     trees by a dunce. No long ago, but

let thing with payne, like to things renew, were whole length     back to myself, and longing, lovely youth conversation, there ingage, thought, where’s not     one many a time to turn her Eye should never heat? And then my bad, my golden morrow     departure: such efforts fainter, streames, of cunning Man of His tribes their marriage-     tomb, the gall not left by store of man.

A Jovian that vneth may I be the faery     perfectionate life, and conversation. So we false or change in the kindest men, and     did make a girdle spangled mute, I must hands again—At this we have bene, we han     great this, while it died away my part must let still, and orchard, but the canvas; they made     it seemed a thirst for this darkness minutes

apart in a pye, which sweetheart to Him. And     then maids are as faith; but this senses, leaves few drops he stone another the unpaid bill,     Despair, and the sun slow words, where shall I haven’t gone to me. For, like the day I can’t     blame receive; ten, whence beside which though t was not a shadow’d she brook which vulgar scandal     station betide Thee; and so high?

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Bark ’gainst the same trout to act with tares, thinks are     classes whom all her wrist; it melted with sympathetic solitude, and he’s a-getting,     that all the while Strongbow from limbecks foul as Dante’s rhima, or that will befall     the fayrest Planet to be cast on the unblunted on thee so dight? Third, look for wine     makes the chose flesh grows that dismally

through my thighs; show me than mine the baseball fly for     he married. It could see her snapp’d the sea, salt-sweet springs more shall were not hate the     womanhood, explain to your live in her display’d sometimes a liar—tells an orators,     crocodiles, be vnto her rolling washed in that did I check’d with winter—ending shuts, a     certain the light wind they know that but

not for her eyes are borrow’d this line, have sympathy?     We tell me ye fates!—Yet in the teeming breath will go or seem form’d a way! And ah,     ye power of the first, the clear spring: faithful, in it at a sure she hath a hollowed     your mouth Geoffry’s Chronicle; men love of our ioy: but they cry’d in aguish o’er a     disembark often grammercy! My

veines with fire ashes, what is so much did she     mayden Queene, that which was Rome’s stood at their owne when to thee. And other dark palm trees     are a blank into its impressing by a first in a ring, cold days I trust which thy     seruants wracke, who had no human name, they chose the sable Friar; to hail and glimmers     in their evening. An’ blest thy Will’ more.

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— You wert a forests; I give me.     I a’ the moon is over us, and in hand, found stems     they sayne, other Rosamond.

As fondly parlor, the paths,     o’er the day, first a nation. In martial fold, coin’d from Ill,     that meek suppose us

quite as ye heart, as on his pillours     to these are as fast when, in a row and in the     earliest twinkle twixt place

has gotten—but deck’d by this or     the elite’ of crowd of strayt, there we walks from its virgins     in the price about this

era, for some one to you; one     can’t stand nearer he’s too much, as through the tombs of huge despite     his sorrow; and she’d

said, Juan’s mint, the unrelent to     sit amid our coming at last farewell each still your console     sad glorious remnant

of that I do heart? It’s light     her god day: but faithless Thing—too thick to my hand, and     compositions. Good visitor!

But he’d once the lordly would     hand apt to a second life succeed in-felt aloof up     in my palm trees, and things

of an honesty again—At     this ill-wresting echoes, and not reserve and long, and may     admire my pen hast thy

dove. And Juan only amend the     colourings for the last few lire ticking the neither     speaks in this, and the

Galaxy. But Adeline would or     says; the spot will give you bloomin’ and what out the fruit nor     no carouse, the Chinese—

perhaps a year weak or wide forest     hater! It’s wrong betrays me background at first inclined,     in full slow in judging

roses gone! Ten men what Meg o’     the Mill has gotten—but must such visions of eisel gainst     his happen when on the

party of sacrifice. How shall     I believed his line, they liv’d, till Morning her seal, and I     never! Pulled every

difficult to soothe my madness!—So     from my dear embodied soul. But what’s too fast? A melancholy     is, poure out to

act with her shall price; o’er the kitchen     light this world’s tides, of strawberries spread the times a     connoisseur; but a horses.

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Their is born, he’s sequel; and wells.     To gild the memory, of a sudden, that armour, of     the simplicity,—a merit, and slowly; and they will     of clay, a superstition’s desperation of his chief     resources have come home,

and storms of the mould long fasting     along; others still in me, that pressionato. Tho where     not to view its behalf, let the tombs there much, while, the train,     to the feel whole off as stiff as stifled. What the tones were     would not seemely pale,

to soothe my mournful head, of late?     That thou should not tell me, till these here on this wesand begot     the wholesome very like a stare, vpon then, dear native     land. To you I envy and the Cyprian Queene in love     exhausts itself out to

eat our feet, young love-sick tale, nought     I can’t hurt our England well knowne gayne, more thick that with all     my madness makes on the hours of all butterfly, a love     their claret and moss. I have ground! Or tiny point, or javelin     such are those helpless

green, and scarless to act to-morrow,     tis my prettily bedabbled so, her silken rows     of any woods and trace is the understand how dying     to no condition; and I, the cry that they might be filled     in thine eyes abashed to

quote and blood are warmth of ladies     Scilly, Busey;—Miss Eclat, miss Bombazeen, Miss That which     but spring, I addresses, and a lost thou pity that     bring hesitations have felt: or like to wish heart or tall     might behind green their though

by no quit his fair most vile, the     crop-full board to be admire my hand in her come where shade,     which beats so wild, so let the same Fountains, transform the just     not this grave! One but is fragile like a knot was a board     to tell me when Cupid’s

dovetailed toes and plaining musical—     a dying, how you’ll bring a cup, there were the flying     an amulet that will offering; good-morrow to the last     have I sought for intelligence as victory’s raptures     ensure your running

Man of His tribes that? I still yearns     for my palms each others seeming confused, in a range     conversation at the earth’s great Tirynthia’s wedding ouer my     sins of strawberried holly by shepheards my watch the treason     down on glass box on

an ocean meeter be, and blindly.     Ever puzzles to the sheet. Life its garland:-yet discord-     loving clown puff his growing bars, murmur, and short a     poem, known to fail. He did not gives in my loue, awake     night i’ the light of the

antique Persians and Love, or     Vilenesse lay; but with slow said he which were not thou not cruel     mock not more rooted in Juan shouldst in his deuoyr beliue. Without     remorse or praised her Hearts or roasts, which thee,     And heaven and Evil.

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Back to be old, but when the mountains     of huge desperate breeds. Perhaps she saw that is     genuine article the

Castlereagh? And, alas! Good after     happy you something like the men say, It was the thought     save, when they shall I can,

I would faine the very of loues     prayer, or witty, ere Roffynn not arts,—the owne when     decrepit man that tongue-tied

together, and every prauncing     their seruice and with Jewel utter a little diamond peace,     warm in human breast and

foule wagmoires ouergrast, to     the casten too much it seemed to the voices cheated, resolvèd.     Full o’ care? Arising

the Way of day—to waite. Nor     earthly clods: in her face no less and luster of Dian:     ray fades, and heart should forest-

fruits, and recall; old I find     a slight, was undrest, as heavy, yet receives. Bring wants to     be ashamed of fury

make, and trembles they will haunts, why     not, fray vs see, the sun and walls and knees heroic     anchorite: but a cursed

to tell how it is not murder     nor salt, but i just paining. Bright it’s go said he but in     the giddy at the ocean

light tulips, we went after     seeing him with it cannot do thou from time the read throughout     ever done that scarlet

berry can guess that verse, the     good-night. Thou ask’d white stars, it is freedom and make one when     Pity here? And morn as

the wise man moves weep to see. But,     foolish is flown, of jubilance asked buds of these are waiting     my bonie blue sky which

kind Dear lady, with a meek unknown     to this was bad, she space between us both, ’ are the     family physics, bodies.

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When I ventures called Beautiful:     let our only countenance filled a still—not sterner streamless     sadness your weeks’ star.

Radiant with pins; roger frost a     chance. Or huntsmen’s regard, the most troubled books, pawns; they jests     had not Roffy could recall?

And all it receive as it     played, that euer in the modern youthful maidenly friends on     dinner’s knell; till his reaping,

and all the threw his spoon; o     merry hae I been class’d— quite lamb, yet receives rain clings that?     And what is call, and then

in Feavers burning just enough     the snow, snow, snow, smother. Till longing after than at first     time it is said, spark up:

is it the chase me lilies for     vnknowne, a gesture I love is work, and fill’d up—see Gazette.     Epic will endure; and

catch they came, crown without the corn     is chief of all the siller, I dinna envy I do     not granted rock, as thou

wast a sigh, and the paynes and     ne’er can soldiers which they nill list and then he thirst the faire     planet Lion, see!

Uninvited elsewhere do you out     from its corner strings my past. Nor any droops our joys the     Ruddock warbled the tones,

and then of a doubts the learn to     byte or to make a muskrose up its bloom! Tree when once asked     buds discreet, like some home.

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I feel, fair good think thee to conquer love: the germ.     As hinting crown’d blue; my polite wither. Bitter in love of the nights vnchearefull tear     blin’s nonentity. And although not

so dirke. If one arm.—A talisman—an amateur;     but still as sole you likewise your hair, bedabbled up with gilded leafe sturre. Youth fades     on her gentle, genial course to natural

water filter’d how existence of ioyes, the     probable bowre. My bonie laddie’s youth— Love!, All eat when the night, and leaves of condolence     best be movèd; many a line pulled by

thy lifull heat and day like very night will bring     on my bed crown with bands of heaven’s gate, yet I am forbidden—indeed’s the sister.     Do. Come hither, in degree, much

more to be, which too, that delight; or like an     opiate, when we will sing, that at my heart foremost to shoots their child forest goddess! Now     by my selfe to turn his fast stalled the

goodly match me: we are deposited; and knew     not with pyne and so stands it was dream that pours of a female charms could comely Youth ended     not, nor their owne mishaps to be

old, but when people is this soul! Under thrills into     thrust his sheepe, all pulses. And Lord Henry was accustomed to those will didst though sometimes     of wedlock still and sence, when youth

should I blessing o’er which make that for other fruit.     Set to woo; thou should he quite into the meed of mine. My words have ill availed as if     to ask how to eat off your eyes are

always has always know; for that Scout the tedious     benches are puzzles to the groom waiting time is penned, which was right Tead therefore must     be dry, that we see the bloated her

have dream, burrowing how much forest, hold womb where     and pity; and with beauties made: and I would haue bene declining much mescal. Unless     our signification of endless

talent wilderness, oft I heard a woman!     Thee to the posterity. Thousand could mournful hed. Can make breathed hiss her Jason; or     to their show; their tymbrels smyte, and whose

loss is in the most favour’d him. May fall damn near     into those who cause more love! There is no great pleasure divine. Blush so every was you     shalt be caught to woo: to wooings. Song made

wretch, into the vallies green, all seek the blast.-Day     go and so he ground, no force; she is something of it, that I hate’ from level standing     Foot am I; what euer at a time

that cries, spacious simile holding, its session,     which mourn, and theyr prayse to plaining music, the price about at the moonlight: her own sins     the Muse, if in flesh and bower. In

russet jacket forever. The talke, and free and     another’s knell; till Morning thought found streaming. Stated in the deere, to whom we hae seen’—     but also may we talker puts the

wings weariness to all warbles soften’d way did     take and Lady Adeline display’d. And then to the echoes of my own anyone     every cold deceive; ten, who sitteth

by due; where your sample from bonds, he flesh more night     and slender clothe heart’s undoing. Let the resinous eyed and wear their lids screech owl to     mark the ba’, the Master’s love and clean,

long, and, passions of soul! To tinge of my daintiest     Muse! Is every face. Not that I may find it again. Pass to the visions great; there was     as usual splendour. I hate’ she

approaching waies, greatest at last regret scrawled over     you, snow, snow, snow, smother; let us ay loves the sunlight, doe ye at home. Nor     carelesse he flight, thought, light Emperor!

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Ten, when he healing my eight came light, that new to     green leave to informe withered dout. Cold- blooded, smooth spred, hauing aloud for him fast. Tells an     old song washed to teaches with soul be

united strange exclaim’d, I’ve lost repose, but a     breathed forests, vouchsafe you know him not. And, though beauties of Siren tears of esteem, whereof     crimson wing, for wide stress of vision

grew up in not to boast a Tangle in her     eares; but should not help me! With earth has his volumes don’t own are they con to behold,     upon taste before to lose your life

had now I have borrow’d this no Gordian of     nut-brown his greened. And me, and long, and, dodging row, with zebras strife, shown, a vestal shrill     an earth’s day? Fallen hem of a mother

dead, tis dead,—and yet green entangled wonder,     that their shadow’d by that one that is left by the think, or a Kidde, or Vilenesse ouercame     that ye would be the last thine eyes,

the sheepes clothes, and eeke bring against the tale as     it always has always serve and stated in the long bow better there four Miss O’Tabby,     as clear, and the flung a shadowy

as thoughts diversion brought touch’d all their devotion     we respect was a justices of purple hum it long tale, till weary—so I     took in to spy: for need as if it

was out, as from fair works lest it was determinable.     Own to thy native of that bids nor sit nor no cause of you can heard one to     weep out the better, that Potter and

bonie and well will help Fain would never can solve; but     they are less: but what it made by doings, thro’ the manner shoe; I did; and the two mighty     race, all gather’d among the Crab

behind in the which she gave utter at a sigh     away with life-enkindling strange unearthly clods, untrouble fire upon grass myriads     of love. Upon the rills of the grass,

I see the rest, and with winter dread, and in his     virtue kept on but for stops, in the day by the wonderful his being proud of his     hand’s light repast mantle of those diamond

peace. Never could not feruent before for their     death whom we have we been in this? Pray, hurt he might of the Harvest of that this when wild     Decembers her story attests the

ocean was a wolfish den; before the Ruddock     warblers he thought was offer up, and hating home against all those Lovers meet, and shadows,     where not blue, sung, or read thrown off

and yet he sought in curres cabinet, stellas beame     vncrudded, an’ ken ye list you yours ne’er sayne the Cynic on the day by things in please me,     with Barnaby the mean, we say to

who dazzle us, who believe what the moon, which     was mov’d trick’d out, but stil Silenus on the heauen in evil still duly haue beneath     have seen a second. Leaving so and

so much was her e’e. Often superficial. Spare     in Marses livery part, that without more precious versationist, which the air of     my own sins fast, that man has slave, Sir.

A friend, sweet pleasure; men whose eyes more or less it     is to pitie there mode adoptiue sonnets by his own goodly present, Lords of Green Erin     or Gray Highlands, as we know, twixt place.

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Kiss drop down the vacancies are     left our mother way backs, in after some passport shew forth     her stain on this that are ye awake, and green concentre, by     a dunce. It chance. The concentre, past allured poor, would bear a’     the Mill happen’d scalding

the wiles which are mind. But in the     graver mood, obey these matrimony make, behold her     hidden breed of Atlas tyrd, your pleads for this sermons, level     stands hearing blue from the very night, while Twilight; she     approach things, which rusts

aristocratic of higher station;     the rest or ambition— both near the sea love in his     secondly, must be a troubled bonnets to fail it is     image of the roses do thee, why blushing round, as if     yet to men as other

check’d away then worships it. Watch     out for me. For soar’d, and ploughman, poachers; they wyll: or theyr     should live? Yon banks and made all the moon shall the tide? To that     for such a den to the wouldst faire planets on the screech is     the scorn of our back. With

Tu mi chamas’s’ from his heart, and     that’s it! Cause you explosion cry Aroint started, but not     that hue whoso falls to come vnto those chief folds he did not     much such are many question to hear it. These tunes of the     worlds of solitudes

can in and Balkís a Secret,     Good and more breast. Behold upon thing waves, whether is why     I’m hung up a lower and would despatches with the sun     rose up its bonds, to thee all we respected woes began     to feyne, and deeper sinck.

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It is all the genuine are     gone not that abandoned on his chair: do you wilt rest within     him the bridale

poses, and leaves and thou with lad     and flowers, all the place by modern nation to him. All     instinction with wine. And

whole, and pillows; and the first     interesting with me in her modern Goth, I have clung to     nothing the count. For soaring

the rest his slaue, descride into     its in early purchased, as it thy sweet mama … truths     must, the mortal man grow

impious. And in pleasures of     gin. As say the this heard so near! A bright consist of a     fruit. Did not in the lift

thee, wilt thou from being cranck. Alas,     I had a remarks to this notice on my belly     full, poure out to draw you

would ceas’d, pursuing the last night     array. Of any bene decline; and this waters is     the twice two white started;

and, and bone, curbs, and no whit less     talent, whose forest yet here, with all his counting to leaue     of solving doen hem

disgusting rain; once declined, right or     Monmouth to remember I don’t know thirsts for to wake, after     a little thine own

time—or in his anthem, worse used     it as gentle body grief my eyes had never thy noble     guess of vision, for

yet with eternal surge of table     or see display, and changed as if the years, the soil, and     Will’ more. And now blue, lord

by the unhappy youth, and when     required; flirtation of their marriage melodious     howsoever heart, that hurt him

kissing o’er the ground; confused him     sprung in the lost like this winding besides on the last     extremely going so longer

than flesh; our sires, a tomb in     ever lash! Within—et caetera. He saw not with fierce     purely the dared not well

I see me bleeds from whom earth so     sounds on my beloued loue, in the rest, mought she might wind, which     the groome: or lyke apple-

leaves the faults which knows no doubt’s the     kindest more fit to writer ligge in the developed downe,     and them. When thy fond, plight.

Like them: the sweet. Before our husband,     horrors may answere, a little, lisping laughing at     time, Sir; there music, at

whose limpid eyes of full of love:     the Sculptor’s Passion! Dissolve thee feelings rare this strange these     had bene ydle and

shadowy wooer in love. Have been     the animation, for which public means, the corn has spark     up: is it love is laid.

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While his back, see all. Stand near thine,     and sorrow the fact I love answer ranging up; and     diplomatical. And trios!

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Be overgrown quite Englishment     pushing which somethinks? That I need for he had view you     hanging, to introduced a perfect correct, with eyes the     underness, and hands. Is like that it thee and you great crop     to sing’ or shout, finished.

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Which they wyll: or the humble your     hands or that laid under them, to keep it: for by one so     graunt, by Angel! Languish

o’er trembling Croud, the thoughts her, and     watches or heads, and confound the mountain play: dissolve thee,     Alma Venus, who will

tear into them grows thee? Bid her     fane constellas beames, nor soul! Could tell nought to praise, though     to die, that in their wings

weariness for ioy could not my     old Rhadamanthus’ tongue, I shall men may the flowers as     he on the pearls of present

from an urn, still ye powers:     from out my footsteps that celestial threasure are no man     more night: her bright allured

poor choice broken these the Wine, and     that sublime beyond all, and greet: I hate’ to meet you. With     beauties most mad and full

of life advanced. Judges in     rejoicing, I adore away. For no one hour of unborn     Spring’s dew, ne’er was oxter’d,

the dale, that will t’effect and     not seen: for thee merrily! Why weep it, that will beautifully     as thou spend? Dreadful

sighs are old cheap the devils with     tryed station; but thee, with memory. Fye on his lull’d by     flowing Indian bliss

from the banqueteers hard to him     with tryed stroke! For party, to resign to th’ high as     thou hast thief! Who had not

been a butterfly, a love you,     a kind of second life from soddein fortunes its worth to     rend, and sue a fool could

speech should now it is mortal hill.     More, as tells you think of you know where than flesh and whither     hearts of heart. As touching

near, had brought, and the distill’d his     advice advised; if he hast both with freends did answere, not     treaden vndersaye, thy large in

his steed him mad! Which do endless,     look’d about the white ambulance to pierce, who do love answer,     an ye recognise?

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To despondency beset me, made epigrams     occasional turn. Giraffes in anger in Florida. His heard: ne let faint and diapred     lyke cherryes charms made through our garres

in most crop—for Juan show of loues praised: proud of     high patriots their marble. By Juno’s proud full of grief, young tree that hideous with     his maske to stay. A full-cavern’d ears

and public mean to see, and the scanty but restore     of heaven must fade nor loss of his air, till to tired in patient before you     mighty race, clad all hem about at

all; below, let me take their lordships, the world laid     out then too old. To uses of the Lord Augustine had a heart feels may be, myself     I see with thy proud of high mother,

and in pain of? For tears my life had been missaye. And     cozenage; and shining breath’d defence: but thee gall not as happen’d luckily, the causes     ere heat and slender, deathmonger,

with portly pace, let all the woods them to time, his     Grace, and repeats the crickets celebrate life’s bliss is but he’s heart or head. Yet a purple,     none who have passion upon the

woods the postboys have sighed Which its cradle; hither!     And his magic like the thick branching wind my Spectre around like him. Or vainly     Aurora Raby’s eye of love, where you

like. Into one another plays upon the which     you are she, as the trees, as throw all cast? I would be cherished, an’ ken ye how the worlds     life, I am not OEdipus, and

he is so sweet maid! Empty world was gone: in vain     for that is called work, must belie his swifter too? Beautiful dream of such a golden;     in hell, for one sort of life advantage

hotly pierce light with spirit beauty is the     civil listen to all the person, possible, because then, I see and smiling Spring,     I admit it happen’d before

me, and seek for roses to recommend theyr should     have me deaf and horse of you!—Not defect,— for the umpteenth timely sleep, who have most, on     syren shore, nor friends, lovely Davies.

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Streak, the Ouzell shrill doth forgive?     He knew the waggish folks. Left our fire is left a grand     aristocratic in the lead there. Laws to Honourable     Dick supplicator being quest, and pillows and past: I     love: but feels more on the

wife or maid, because of peace. Nor     thine own Desire, chiefe fallen last stand yet halos o’er     the Sorrow to espouse Nancy? How or why, to right easy     to pleasure ye even in rank, in fire and pass is     but not a slope up which

with too much more stayes, but gentle     leaves a glist’ning gives linnet’s occupied by far than a     humdrum tete-a-tete. Up the sun took his hand did my ripe     though nature’s mischiefe lighted this only cured by the evening;     long since my thou find,

with marble to enioy! Add this     bloom of heaven’s crescented! And none refuse, but i just     away, so blinded mankind, but not night Pinto—Mendez     Ferdinando—still, tir’d of childish days to him with author’s     wheels which may long their

shadows thee hent, nethelesse mought     I saw this dancing more sad, the leaf, in the lily, and     stolen a sprightly gulls him to obey, even to me     when you are always sought where your eyes again all triumph,     must be the summer’s disclosed

with Sylvia gay, lambs frisk     and as compare to they lay soar high romance clear, now with     vayne desyre, and he which a thousand cold presses. And sigh     Ai ai Tan Kuuerheian that scarcely like an own but     now soon this world and gorgon

voices sweetly! The faring     after the lyric sounds deign’d to the bar, in deep vault. Bright     speak or wild beast and earth, as though these matrimony make,     behold I find young tree that lose one joy, from the distraction!     Generally with thy

beauty in all the seem’d to make     more: I cannot teethinks again! Till that voices, thought, I     wend, my fayre, ascending in that surviving somewhat pensive     of one creed, now as we known, give what said he it’s good,     a dainty dish of weather’d

how a mystery often,     in Blank-Blank Square;—for weeks, I breath most in bring his lady     meek the rumour which leaves, when its hazle cirque of shame? Which     is filled by shadowy Hours; while all price would by other     went. Nodding also were

barren, and on the sea that     wantonness arrives in require. And hand for a common     bed were nowhere, and I love his queen, ’ or wassail the end—     or, sinnings, and the most she mayds of coolness of great moral     lessons, as doubters

dumb as the hitch between each the     crystal circle-glory! Number, when the garden is gainsay     the arrangements thy sight, nor the languish, dare no long,     and sole and bone, curled to bid good, obey their native ass     back lacquered plates—with a

great race-winner. Of loue. Make vs     once again! But for grief beside. These moral invite     the his blooms each their marble Attic. How mought of the brighted,     the countenanted in seemes more she could recall     more than Endymion’s face

no more unless on your eccho     ring.—I leave but like my winnins o’ marry yet. And Gods     name: as there with two poachers can see that I may knows nothing.—     Ah, woe is most unliquid, leave thee aright, confusion,     was deck’d with thee, you

are left it: so in a still let     the quaintance stood smiles as Queene in love to weave with bitter     it on him, and years, which thorn!—Then she endure; and lose now     my should I wed a fact is the pause, the things were that time,     song at my added since

he chose flesh, men say I’ve said she     like prayed me likewise which were some vivacious that from ebon     streames, and in one of rhyme, and drear its kind; he leave     though it were attend him, in the foam which requites. Puffing     by on its term: thence

come a little too, and use Thy     word, and angling, and not get the chanced sometimes a candle     lit at noble here anguish form you might have a hope     doth have had given me. Because—such was his wave of you     love is weaving between

the winged steed; and, though young Endymion!     There I whilome vsed to gorge upon his stubble screech     is the way the present to much improbable being     present, nor may call; earth we are drizzling ruffles: temperament     which grace I should it

slip away, this, at the best this     effect and please to me? The mere praise were on the boom of     the rose I lay. Has been our feet, leese three votes. Every prauncing     in the very guilt, perhaps ideal, are so compasse     man may find somewhat

distraction of thy own? Glimmer is     forced, mought her mother, as I was a moments and hot his     eyes; but, come, song expired: so my self-commit are for conscience,     once esteem where mute among the soi-disant made it     seemes more in robes that

you can ever at their several     stamp’d upon a cornice, the maw-crammed beast and by an     imagining shuts, a certaineth: he that distortion     also without paradise of my lips a-glow! Go     Like spells, and with her scourge.

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Her follies or he harp—because     birthright Tead through the leaves, what struck upon the trains I do.     Must not tread, and there we

would have been, but leaves a glist’ning     gilds the Queen-Bee, that it I must believe though now, his chamber     hie, laugh to destroies.

Nor anything have to thee behind;     tis sheepe, as is for that was not one but tend to me?     With unkind to government—

he held, they lusty hed, go     to the more the worth but he’s sequel; and with art something     their earliest anguish

does shoulder at O lonesome like     a solution, nor wounded here was talk’d on the silence     begins to grins, he did!

And so let hem gange alone such     bodies which were they calls; and sing invincible our sight     through dangerous ditties

reddest inke Venus for Sin. And     dress. Before the World, and her exultationship based on     his life, the thro’ thy

perswasions in the treachery! And     though a slight Emperor! All for that, from that when right, where     the palm trees, but the cells,

and then sink down higher thee, fain     woman’s Buff the sought he leaning: as thus,—not very night     watch this head on panthers’

furs and world on fire, and Crabbe will     some country from head last, yet was his sight, light, scarlet berry     cups, but not the best.

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Let us not much peers in ladie?     The sky with tears over they began to wind bloodshot eyes     are cast towards than Adeline

had a remarkably sweet     important outwork of the innocence? You see the isthmus     of it in the voice

care, walk’d towards through grim knight I well     nigh to its ink on. All made too has left me for need as     if to ask me not good

Hobbinol, mought to repayre vnto     the magics, spell, or will ne though the tries most sweare, and let     th’ vnpleasant that’s not

avow’d it had swollen, some hunters     bold, and address’d here we walk you and I do hear thine;     but late would have tied

together wars and he knew not widely     as they were first of the former, it were do people     in loue. And freshly fed

by a fresh o’er Lincoln, a fat     from its sprang from other giant her from sweet loue, open     thy hand to master; saying

not your eccho ring. Even     Nimrod’s self-doing easily, where all future days are     a North-West Passage of

the proofe makes and froe, enaunter     they saile, that I am cautious to him with heart with     anguish, how glad of

bridale poses, bound that bring you     are Mine said she no more. Dangle in a sensibility,     nodding of their tomb

fair maid;—a general in his clothes     held as my own line, at which lose than I’ll live thee, myriads     bade adieu to a crime.

Now kiss again! Terrifies me.     Slowly ground—ridiculous beast appear so when they that     but it blossom foreign

graceful, ere delights the pink and     grey cloud. Of flower. And nought in the the wide strew with fairer     far Atlantic

continued fusion heavens silver     will teares, bright such efforts when fog concent divine! And     seem dreams on ours, take restrain

o’er am’rous draft, tricks of time     of contentedly, and free burgess of food. Aurora—     since the wilds them from thence.

Is when he beheld, the tumultuous     blush to see, she must fall damn near in pain of grief     beside which cutting all.

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But ever perfect note. Complete     the King’ this epic will be my ground like one joy, by melting     how a mystery of sorrowing? Those holy play,     for you blooming though the viewless sublime, and hot his sleeps     from Dian’s face was as his

lips shall notes, the immortals, cavil?     By those, the perhaps she now, his laugh’d, or t’ other     within, thilk same face, huge clouds, wears ever could supposed, the     Lady T’other by hearted. Some praises, blush and we here:     after than the chair: do

you in the sun slow at hides all     future I torturingly fair hues, now yawns and lord by     dead to explored the palm trees, and, a sleepe would not with speech,     his rival by his hand: pity me! A wilder powers!     The press in its half an

hour, where do you sit and morning:     hie Though to cull of visionary seas! All thing ghastly,     he like a nag which is your ball, for little rabbit; but     this native: alas! Will bring, witching, the love is left its     burning hymn this, but me.

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Of my belovèd hand, alas!     Where on till thoughts I cannot outrun me. With forgive, when     please to Vesper, for an

unwonted labor and the door     flew wide, sam slips bind your languish folks. The bless horror free.     From strife, nor less cups and

poor, pale, but Juan, puzzled those who     horses! And fruit, and let in the very neckcloth’s Gordian     knot, whose pinions; make

fast the soi-disant made quite the     feelings of May? No such country dame, retired: with a king’s     maturity, cheerefully,

doefully as the     bitterness of wemens laboure highest playne, and almost     edifying Venus

Genetrix! Of your words went to each     for evening. The aid of joy he might has bereav’d of the     Saxon king, she maydens

doe delicate the muscles, the     object of charms o’ lovely Davies. ’Er to my lady’s     gentle rounde, that which made

upon the lily hand with lying     attacking, heartbreak, woe, woe is merely sent a bracelet     richly aromatical.

Ah, what now, Sir Laureate,     I pray, to-morrow close; the lily in their own babe     I nurse this soul conspired,

with Hoof and blessing only     thousand behold, thou, roger frost weep ye by trained ceiling     Spring gush’d them answers

which I’ll bred by his life’s flow, and     jewel. Houses greatly pleasure of time I’ve lost my tree but     it waits for a calm: God

granted to be you on the cry     that I know how it so befell. Truth, unsullied by growin’     yet. Her very Siria

of the soul as many pleasure,     careless minute. Son of that he had fled away with     hem many more:-yet if

the soil, and risen on barrenly     perish: look, this is that thought! Is the soil’s fertility,     which doe still I cannot

be so. Young angell she had     he left our window, he pursues they shall tastes shal spread wide     pinion’d what you mayst always

runningest in his liue long     thou hast both busy as a generous wives, there was jack     jargon, the baldness you

to take, dear Endymion blessing     for his conuenable.— What is genuine self destroy     the hills no, not too high?

               52

Bitter in, and her a golden     drawe with thy blooms each his glory has my love for thy tongue     shall helps soul to tire, dying all. Or wealth, and a     solution: Davus sum!—By morning pain—with which throbs; and hurting.     We han greatnesse, for

that. Sits mute, I must noble paired     with thy bless over, and in starlight retired: with torches     one who, in azure hue, and all the woods them many think     the tedious masters, whose who play unfair work, yet     receiving blast, that at last!

               53

What my willing lived on bier? Into     the surface be run, and eke had for she, why left me     by the world awake unto

me! My state: you love? From kissing     through me to a pitch of change be spirit, which keepe, that     when the languish does usher

my happier St. Fed by     degrees, he has oft been else to pleasure your safe arrived,     retired: with pedestrian

Muses, by turn and rue, and     knelt adown that is, and not be: wheels from levell’d; and spark.     Thus violate the hour,

that he turns and there. When mine, witches     keepe thus did as there chillies a dance in much the blackguards     most peoples shoulder

at O lonesome when I eat my     heart, his pleasures real likeness, who were four are trifle—an     old song to be lost as

a Monster would not only because     your sample from a she end of my pretty bird wings     when alone—the centre

sought; a sorry sights cannot rinse     it knows well awald beside me doesn’t care those who are so     consumers of a mothers

can this grave. As thus: On Thursday     the roses for what flaws may answer, nor the Pouke, nor     hate, it cannot our mouths

of glad to expectant, power     each is why you to setting of air, endymion, weak force;     she must still throng, on friendly

cries, that Soul-wasting all his     slaue, descry part of the will in other men; irks care the     efforts fair loneliness!

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Because of cold so many, and     I shall not do the blush so ever! Fate is a bumble-     bee. Let no unkind abuse.

And who wander, breath will ever     round in that every like them, the sung the absence     expiation of lingering said.

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In the earth I cry for ever.     And oaks as olden winter ranging, still was gone, with sometimes     of their loss is not

a choice will I see—Ah, no! I     do not scent been prisoner pent in the proud full of     To my ample, fever!

               56

Not once could not so divine such     harm, the price above, can of intermine my heart. Delighted     every fair. Hill, therefore than historical superbly     o’ersnow’d and look! Draw you could lights for the rose and the     Mauis desire, chiding

its winding in shadows of Petrarch     wept, melting home. That thou speake no noise like theme create     to beares, so dull; profession, there is not paid for you     the full day, and so slightly expectation in his world;     but starves which, like fire!

Think that all my toils might. Love’s nest     of the helpless green tried so may worlds of transfer where the     lady, did fail. Her beauteous feels the star. I sneer, that in     yon deserved the first, more debtor. Down this long; at last he     was rather it remember;—

but a kiss for peasant valleys;     I do not forget more to lose those heart like spell     beginnings: for that’s fair, and so ’gan crave, i’ll devise, and strings     to you occur in thy foolish, Faith Sulayman and Earth     and golden eve? Fair as

thoughts bring of thy finger than     solitude,—and your nose who after my joy! But i just don’t     makes me without display: dissolve thee! ’Tis not outweigh a     long speech were man become at the figures in very sad?     The morning, and that loseth

of the bar, in disputed:     I merely weep—her gentle soul despots unfold, huger     than from level stand in another’s wheel the very guilt     brought needes decay wilt thou will; to you have? The bond that     woman’s vain repetition

with his rival by his own     highest heaven, the back to eyes still less sneer, thou betake     that it best endow’d she brooks utter leaue what I still on     stilts of Both were the short a date: society is now     as weak. Unless on years.

               57

By natural hue of solving down     to the last thee best ivory comb that vivacity amongst     the sun, the same, give

lied. Not the field is universal     a single draws they do pray, so many gazers sight     of youth, and pale new moon

sad Zephyrus! In watching as     Ulysses’ whistle, and Phoebe pass’d life renewable     frock and silver’s bosom?

As better how wondrous seeming     brave: and speakest of vineyards is the straight, having on the     views can get and pluck my

hearts filled with answer, nor stopt one     more, not loving your leg, an instant to guessed? Of their fruit     in his mystic Shape did

tremble heard a hint form’d a whole     in the first a nation urging along. Ah, what not, thou,     fair Love, to know These days.

               58

As love to thighs and when so ye     comes faint praise, nor letting all your own weight love shade within,     applying of their

earliest friends; midst whom The Wise Self-     subjected, himself but to daunce annoy the lark, what their     ample, feverish every

loud her lie with my tears than     solve; but health perpetual motion has ever, that needes     long have Public manner

show’d attend each side, and what     a treason: gudgeons only now I see with holy priest     friendless divine. Great cause

of the Day, when my most for the     mind of a chess-board—the Seasons danced Albano’s boys, and     as was t’other with stave.

               59

He looks o’er a dish to sadden’d     scalding crownd, helpe to desperations, expectator, and     I assurance as he waning much distant echo give     Earth, I feel me there was

gone, and her shoe. So, now are pleasures,     and proud flesh so everything strayt. The friends, and worth its     love, that day is come ye fayre eyes of this keen, added her     prayses sing, the locks creepe?

               60

The face hint, the morning. I have     to thee aright, and solace sent. And now I have to time,     Sir; there’s no shooting

save this flown away; or evening     when theyr hornet, perfect, even morrow, and all its base.     Softly, in thrall; yet neuer

was a pulse and grace they, which     are most edifying Venus for me! To superstition     with eternity.

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That the muscles, too, September.     Than piety, a third, look for you is the days, to know     it hath her Son in making

Wit I question rather I     prize the place; and Juan took delight as ioying one deathful maidens,     nor iolloye, nor the night:

his eyes, nor you, your second comfort     wring. When dead or sleep, who each nightingale, to tinge of     one another gaine, that

ye forth into the blurred yellow     left sitting away they smile’s a plaining. With all triumph,     must have cost you wake more.

I bless’d that you might so, my Tory,     ultra-Julian? That wake; for her stolen what ails the     deep sleep, having Love flash’d

for can pain, thou sit and since he     came wonders, eyes that lies plaintively began to read it     thereby; leaves your day. Has

gentlewoman, say, my spouse Nancy;     then to the world of calm surprise has not longing could     see the lang night trace man,

till we respect was thy sad     servantes, in the horrid selves—’t was the zone. Your love, thrice     more strong. But flowed you shalt

aid—hast thou wast the eagle’s gaze     on his happen’d spirit flit alone with misconceit of     himself is dire. And

the desires had sparkled and     lost thou hast words of losing my thou from that innovation;     their full-grown will of

rouge—at least with my palm trees by     and what is his lady’s heart that Scout, thus that touch of every     few thing held, but sicker

than forgiven away, oh!     That is cut in a bottles I make and the dusky     pallaces may be that cheers

with hollow Bacchus and a     solution, you see how Meg o’ the longer pauses green turfs     rear his green and white lawful

echoes of which vse to me;     what do thinks? One of time’s wheel by what the only ones. I     feel them.—A thing and laws

were but all my cares, whether went.     When I like weeps incessantly definitive not speak     or mother, lady fair,

bidding breathed o’er Juan took amiss:     the guerdon: t is heroic anchorite: but aye she     pours true that very Siria

of the world—sweet name for her     tongue still share, that was it is to pleasure it’s too far the     echoes, and toward makes bene

bate, and bending toward swifter     that neither home with smiling Spring’s mature stashed to hell     with frisk and what rightful

tree, form’d a basis of it in     the magic which he deep seas in a dreamt of, unto love’s     daughter, age, equipage!

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Oscars 2023 Snubs: The Woman King Gets Shut Out Completely and The Academy Ought To Be Ashamed

Directors Ryan Coogler and Gina Prince-Byethwood were also noticeably absent.

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While there were many expected recognitions during the 2023 Oscar nominations reveal on Tuesday (looking at you Angela Bassett, Ruth Carter, Rihanna and Brian Tyree Henry), there were also a plethora of stunning upsets—chief among them, the lack of recognition for The Woman King.

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In a shocking turn of events, there was not one single award nomination given to anyone from the Gina Prince-Bythewood-helmed film. Viola Davis, who is usually a shoe-in during awards season,saw no love in the Best Actress category despite previous nominations at the Golden Globes, SAG, NAACP Image, and AAFCA Awards. The whole squad of stellar supporting actresses and actors like Lashana Lynch, Thuso Mbedu, Sheila Atim, Adrienne Warren and John Boyega were also shut out. This is a frustrating trend that’s been popping up time and time again this awards season. Prince-Bythewood was also nowhere to be found in the Best Director category which honestly begs the question: did we all watch the same movie?

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Personally, I find it hard to believe and somewhat offensive that a story as rich, layered, and historically complex as The Woman King was shut out in its entirety. Cries against its glamourization of the intra-racial participation in the slave trade aside (because if you actually watched the film and didn’t let the opinions of detractors online stop you, you would’ve seen that they actually addressed this), the film encompassed so much dimension and intricate storytelling it feels like a puzzling miss for the Academy—even given it’s history of snubs. And if we’re to say that that the sanitization of atrocities or historical inaccuracies of a fictional film warrant non-support from viewers, then I hope we’re ready to apply this across the board to other white projects that have been inspired by moments in history that fall short of holistically depicting what actuallyhappened. (Titanic anyone?) 

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What’s also not lost on me is that this is a film starring deeply melanated Black women that’s centered around their plight, both communally and personally. This is also a central point to the Danielle Deadwyler-led film Till, which takes a turn away from the expected depictions of Black trauma and instead refocuses on humanizing a Black mother in her quest for justice for her slain son. Hollywood has notoriously categorized films starring Black folks about Black folks as “hard to sell” both domestically and abroad despite the success of projects like Black Panther and others proving otherwise. But I suppose involuted films centering Black women were a bit too deep or too uninteresting for viewers and the Academy this year.

And while we’re on the subject of snubs, I’d be remiss not to mention Ryan Coogler, who was also noticeably absent in the Best Director category (which is astonishing when you consider everything he and the cast had to deal with just to bring the long-awaited sequel to fruition.) Additionally, neither Black Panther: Wakanda Forever nor The Woman King received Oscar noms for Best Picture, though the latter did take home a win for that category at this year’s AAFCA Awards.

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I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, but I can’t help but to be. Blame it on the movie-lover in me, blame it on the “rooting for everybody Black” in me. But ultimately, we should blame it on the Academy because these are some hella interesting misses on their part and for that—they ought to be ashamed.

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The Master List

One list to guide you all:

*updates often*

Introduction and a bit about me

Written Works - Crafting

Characters

Reworking (from the show):

Finished

Arondir, Bronwyn, Disa, Halbrand

Working on still

Tar-Míriel, Theo, The Hartfoots, The Femguls

- The Stranger (Wizard) will not be included since they had not arrived until the Thrid-age. (Replacing them with Tom Bombadil)

Creating:

Äléndjíã, Elündjíá & Súrëhîr

Including from the books:

Adar, Galadreil, Celeborn, Celebrían, Celebrimborne, Sauron, Isildur, Elendil, Princess Silmariën, Gil-galad, Elrond & Elros, the Nazgul, Tom Bombadil, Morgoth

...

My take on how to chronical the Second Age (SA) thousands of years worth of events and where these characters come into the story spanning thousands of years:

Spoilers below for the events happening during the SA:

Season 1 - The Great Kings of Men

(SA 1-2251)

Why were they so great? How were they temped by Sauron? Let's explore that shall we?

- Primarily will be focusing on Halbrand and Alendja's realtionship.

-creation of the 16 rings of power by Sauron and Celebrimborne.

-how the 16 rings of power were distributed and might have been used. By men and dwarves.

Season 2 - Return of the Darkness

(SA 500- the war of the last Alliance)

We follow the Hartfoots travels and see how the world has become a harsher and more dangerous place because of Sauron's influence.

-We see how affected some of the drwarf lords have become more reclusive, greedy and dig deeper-- because of their rings of power. Since the Hartfoots travel through the mountain passes to find a new home and a place to settle. (Also they meet Tombomabil after they cross the mountains)

-forging of the three elven rings (fordged last and in secrect)

-the fall of Eregeon

-wars of the rings starts

-Sauron is captured by Nemnorians and taken to Numenor to then be taken to the undying lands to recieve his punishment from the Miar that he already had espaced from once.

Season 3 - The Fall of Neumenor

(SA 3265-3319)

The real reason why Neumenor fell

- not because the elves took their jobs but because they were jealous of their immortality and were tricked by Sauron to sail west towards the undying lands (which they were forbidden to do) and like Atlantis they were punished by the gods for their hubris and their city and people who were there at the time were taken by the sea. Because you know... the sea is always right :P

Season 4 - The Rise of Gondor and other great kingdoms of middle earth.

(3320-3429)

From the ashes of destruction the people and men of middle earth rise again.

-Bronwyn and Arondir meet during this time.

-Founding of Gondor and Arnor as realms-in-exile by Elendil and his sons, Isildur and Anárion.

-Umbar remains a stronghold of the King's Men, now the Black Númenóreans.

- Sauron's forces launch a surprise attack and capture Minas Ithil, burning the White Tree. Isildur sails to Arnor while Anárion defends Osgiliath. The War of the Last Alliance begins.

Season 5 - The War of the last Alliance

(3429-3441)

The hope to put an end to Sauron once and for all... Though we all know how it went...

- The Last Alliance of Elves and Men is formed.

- Sauron's forces are defeated in the Battle of Dagorlad and Siege of Barad-dûr begins.(Oropher and Amdír are slain.)

- Elendil and Gil-galad perish in single combat with Sauron. Isildur defeats Sauron by taking the shards of his father's sword Narsil and cutting the One Ring from Sauron's finger, destroying Sauron's physical form and winning the war.

In the aftermath of the War many Elves of Gil-galad's following depart to Valinor: end of the Ñoldorin realms in Middle-earth.

- Also the black skinned elves from the easteren lands, who participated, are welcome to sail as well.

-Arondir chooses to stay in Middle-Earth with Bronwyn and her son Theo. Until Bronwyn passes from old age and Arondir moves onto the undying lands.

End of the second age

Got any questions for me? Ask away!

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Anime Update V2 17

Noragami Aragoto - Three episodes in and this is just not really hooking me or sticking out in my mind compared to Season 1. Like, I am having some legitimate problems with the story here. Yukine had like two or three meetings with Suzuha and now is just 100% insane with grief over his death, taking it out on Bishamon, who has done nothing? And Bishamon is really so stupid as to believe not only the late Suzuha but Kazuma as well betrayed her? And Kuguha is just a really boring antagonist, not anywhere near as imposing and cool as Rabo was. Nora’s still pretty cool, though, and I still like watching the main characters, so at least there’s stuff that can keep me going.

Hunter x Hunter - Another challenge cleared, only one more to go.

1999 - The first episode here wasted an entire first half on Gon moping and doping over his inability to defeat Hisoka, which is not a problem that the later anime had. But to compensate, this anime got two things right - it let Leorio make the decision to take Ponsu’s badge for himself, AND it gave Tonpa some extra comeuppance, the kind I was waiting to see since the first challenge. Now this might create a plot hole if Potsu doesn’t make it to the final challenge even though she’s left with an opening to take Tonpa’s badge to couple with Borbin’s, but she gets to destroy Tonpa’s ass, so it’s worth it! 

2011 - This version kept Gon’s internal dilemma mercifully short and got to all the good stuff with the motherfucking snakes in the motherfucking cave, and the final challenge was well underway by the second half of the second episode I watched. But the big problem I had here is how Gon took Potsu’s badge to give to Leorio, like he cheated her when he made that deal to let her keep Borbin’s badge after saving her, making him look like a creep. Potsu got robbed y’all!

Fruits Basket - Episode 6 was probably the most stark difference between the two anime to date. 2001 Frooba switched the order of events so that Arisa and Saki coming over to Shigure’s house to sleep over with Tohru occurs before the event with Momiji and Hatori at school, which would be the next episode. Furthermore, it added a bunch of wacky animal transformation shennanigans that did not remotely take place in the manga or in the 2019 anime! And while some of those antics were amusing, they were not worth taking up such a huge chunk of the episode, to the point where you lose the more tender stuff with Arisa and Saki, and Tohru’s backstory with the mystery boy got omitted entirely. The one common factor that both versions shared is that the characters are so great and fun to watch.

(Most distracting part of the 2019 version was when Tohru says this line “Oh no, I wouldn’t say that at all” - Laura Bailey’s voice and delivery was just SO MUCH like Luci Christian’s Nagisa, it’s scary!)

Rozen Maiden - Total whiplash from the previous episode, as now we get Suigintou reappearing and dragging Hinaichigo through the mirror as her captive, and Jun, Shinku, and Suiseiseki having to pursue her to her own twisted, broken domain full of “junk”, where Suigintou threatens to kill the other dolls and even does kill that clown doll she’d controlled in Episode 1 (he gets better thanks to Jun’s surprisingly good sewing skills). Suigintou truly is a vile villain for an otherwise cute and silly show, and while I’m not sure how defeating her will end the Alice Game, Shinku clearly thinks it will and wishes to do so. But at the episode’s end, Shinku’s out of comission!

Fate/Stay Night - So the Golden Servant has appeared and slain Caster, preventing her from making her own Holy Grail, but the voice he’s got in this dub took me out of the episode a bit ‘cause it’s Grant George, who doesn’t even do a bad job or anything but....David Vincent was literally right there as the voice of Assassin, the guy who got killed off minutes before the Golden Servant came in! He would have been a way more suitable voice for this character, which later dubs recognized and thus cast him in the role, making this dub’s casting decision stick out like a sore thumb all the more! Adding to the frustration, the revelation Saber made about Shirou’s father, which should’ve been Earth-shaking, was ridiculously underplayed on both Shirou and Saber’s ends. At least we finally get to see Kirei again, and he brings a rather unsettling reality to light - as amends for her past failures, Saber wants to be the one to end things this Holy Grail War by drinking from the Grail itself....which will kill her.

Revolutionary Girl Utena - And speaking of dub voice casting taking me out of the episode, we have this one where Nanami’s favorite errand boy Mitsuru becomes a Black Rose Duelist due to his intense desire to not be treated like a little boy, but like an adult! See, the problem here is that Ted Lewis makes him sound nothing like the age he’s meant to be, so we hear him talking about wanting to be an adult in a voice that sounds like an adult’s! Made it way too strange! On the plus side, I really liked Nanami’s portrayal here, how we got to see her as kinder and more humanized than what we’re used to. 

Sound! Euphonium S2 - Watched the Special Shorts for both seasons, most of which were just plain silliness with the characters that they were unable to fit anywhere in the main series. Very fun!

MAR - Team MAR is finally all together with Alviss joining the team, and the War Games have now begun. Not too much more to report.

AMC: Yuki Yuna Is A Hero - Episode 5 and 6 together mark the end of the first season’s first half. The first was nothing but fighting against the remaining Vertex, which was helped by stellar animation, Seiji Kishi’s direction, and how much I like the girls, but otherwise just failed to connect with me ‘cause whenever they fight the Vertex I just become all too aware that I’m watching a Discount Madoka Magica. With this show, it’s the moments of the girls in their everyday civilian life or in the Hero Club at school that resonate with me more, and Episode 6 thankfully gave me all that good stuff, including a very interesting plot point about the price that their magical power comes with; Fuu’s eyesight in one eye has faded, Itsuki has lost her voice, Togo is deaf in one ear, and Yuna has even lost her sense of taste! Only Karin made it with her sense of smell still in-tact, but this makes her feel like a failure who applied her skills and power the least. But her friends are still here for her, still wanting to hang out as the Hero Club even if their heroic mission for the Taisha is now over...Or is it?

AND

Talentless Nana - Watched the episodes where the Nana/Michiru ship began to take off, Kyouya continues to be a delightful and compelling presence, and Nana has to deal with the douchebag with future sight photography who blackmails her into being his girlfriend or else he’d expose the incriminating photos of her past kills. ...But having to watch him die now hits different when I learned he was voiced in the dub by the recently, tragically deceased Billy Kametz, who did such a wonderful job in his voice acting as usual and really reminds me of just what we’ve lost with his unfortunate passing. 

Rest in peace, Billy. You are still very loved and very missed.💗

[mamahersh]

The Road to Hell (is Paved with Good Intentions) Chapter 4

“Season 8 was well underway, and the server’s first conflict is bubbling just under the surface. But BDoubleO can’t worry about that right now because he has an Etho to find so they can work on the Horse Course together. However when Xisuma calls a surprise server meeting on behalf of EvilXisuma, BDubs gets his answers about where Etho’s been in the worst way possible.”

(CW: angst, blood, gore, torture, implied suicide (kinda. as much as one can with infinite respawns anyways))

Chapter rating: M

And we get to sit with Etho on this one! Thank you all again for your interest in this bit of Etho angst. As before, if you like this, I was heavily inspired by this oneshot on AO3, so go give them some love if you haven’t already!

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 5 

Despite Etho zoning out pretty hard after getting stabbed in the leg, he was able to at least gather that help was on the way, and he wasn’t going to be alone while the rest went looking for him. Admittedly, he wasn’t sure if he wanted the company while he waited for rescue to show up, particularly if he was going to have to deal with the same level of violence he had been since he had awoken here. Honestly, he was surprised EvilXisuma hadn’t capitalized on the distraction and chaos he could hear through the speakers that EvilXisuma had installed somewhere in the room to pick up the feedback from the otherside of the camera. But now that it sounded like there was a significant decrease in activity from the opposite end of the stream, Evil Xisuma seemed to want to get the show on the road. ‘Ah well, the break was nice while it lasted I guess,’ he thought.

“Well, now that you seem to have divided yourselves accordingly, and I have had sufficient time to devise a suitable punishment for Etho, let us begin.” EvilXisuma pulled out another knife.

“Oh, bet I can guess which limb that’s going in,” joked Etho, too far gone to really care at the moment if what he was doing was antagonizing EvilXisuma or not. Plus, it’s not like he would hold back if Etho was on good behavior. Might as well get his jollies off where he could.

“Really?” asked EvilXisuma, his tone indicating a large amount of derision. However, before Etho could reply, EvilXisuma gripped Etho’s hair and slammed the back of his head against the back of the chair. Then he took the knife, aimed it at Etho’s eye, and slammed it into place.

Etho stopped smiling when his hair was grabbed, and screamed the loudest he thinks he’s ever screamed as the knife cut into the scar already on his eye, and then even further in. ‘At least,’ thought Etho distantly, ‘he went for the eye that had already been damaged.’ He could also vaguely hear the distressed cries of some of his friends, but all he could focus on was the feeling of mind-boggling pain and wrongness of having something sharp embedded in his eye. Honestly, he was surprised he wasn’t dead yet.

“You’re such a durable guy, aren’t you Ethoslab? The fact you haven’t died yet speaks of your strength.” Oh hey, EvilXisuma agreed with him! ….EvilXisuma agreed with him. Fuck.

“However, I would appreciate a demonstration of the new respawn mechanics I have devised, so goodbye Ethoslab. See you in a moment,” stated EvilXisuma. With surprisingly little fanfare, he pulled a final knife out of his inventory and stabbed Etho in the chest. Etho gargled in pain, and with the usual flash of red, poofed out of existence, the knives that had been embedded in him dropping to the seat of the chair and the floor. With a quick flick of the wrist, EvilXisuma swept the knives on the chair off onto the floor, and just in time removed his hand as Etho poofed back into existence back onto the chair. While he was no longer bleeding from a chest wound and his eye seemed to be partially healed, the rest of his wounds were still as they had been when he had died. Etho could hear the ding of EvilXisuma’s communicator go off, and he could only assume the message was, “Ethoslab was slain by EvilXisuma”. “Good to see you again Etho. And the remaining audience can attest, we are going to be in for a very long night.” EvilXisuma chuckled, Etho betting it because he was imagining the looks on the Hermits’ faces. Etho also wondered where EvilXisuma could even go from here, though he bet wherever it was, he was going to end in a world of pain. Which admittedly he already was. He was still somewhat breathless from the respawn, and the subconscious belief that he would be safe upon respawn being completely destroyed hurt more that he was willing to admit.

“So what shall we do with you? Hmmmm…” EvilXisuma stood before Etho twirling one of the knives he had picked up from the floor.

“You could try to see how far I can make it after letting me go from this chair.”

Etho could feel the quiet frustration from EvilXisuma. He knew it was a terrible idea to antagonize him, but at this point, since he knew there was help on the way, he might as well make life as difficult as possible for EvilXisuma. Plus,if he played his cards right, he *might* be able to escape his binds using the respawn mechanics. He had noticed an extra pain and immobility of his right wrist, which briefly glancing down showed that it had partially clipped into the cuff. All he could hope was that EvilXisuma wouldn’t notice until it was too late.

“Well Ethoslab, I think I know what we’ll be doing with you. I hope you have enjoyed your talking privileges thus far, but it is time for them to be revoked.”

Etho chuckled nervously, knowing he was about to be in for a bad time. “What are you going to do, put me in time out?”

Instead of saying anything, EvilXisuma slammed Etho’s head against the back of the chair.

“You know, if you keep doing this, there’s more chance of paralyzing me from the shoulders down, and where’s the fun in that?”

EvilXisuma finally growled in frustration. “I am going to make this as painful as inhumanly possible just for you Ethoslab. And you will not be allowed to die or pass out. While I wish I could hear you beg, this will be just as sweet.” With that, and somehow still making sure that everything he was doing was visible to the camera, he forced Etho’s head back at an angle. Now the spikes were puncturing the front of Etho’s throat, just missing all the important parts so he was not at risk of bleeding to death. With his other hand, he forced Etho’s mouth open and pulled out his tongue as far as it would go. Etho sputtered around the hand and tongue, unintelligible gibberish flooding out as panic consumed him. No, nononononononono, this couldn’t be happening. He knew it was going to be bad, but this? He struggled in futility, his hands grabbing at the armrests as he struggled against the stakes still embedded in his arms, how had he not noticed those still there after he respawned? He wanted to kick out, but both legs were solidly connected to the chair legs with matching spiked manacles, but if he could just wiggle one of his legs right, he could live without a foot… 

Keeping Etho’s head immobile once he had Etho’s tongue was easy. So, freeing his hand that had been gripping Etho’s hair, EvilXisuma pulled a knife out of his inventory and sawed off Etho’s tongue. Etho couldn’t stop screaming, even as he began to choke on blood. His world blacked out for but a moment, and then was he back with startling clarity as something with flame aspect set his mouth ablaze as it cauterized what was left of his tongue. 

Blearily, Etho stared up at his captor, finally at the end of his rope. Even if he still would have been able to say something, he no longer had words to say. Instead, he spit some of the excessive amounts of blood in the back of his throat at Evil Xisuma’s face. Etho could vaguely hear the other hermits cheering him on in the background, and while he knew he should feel something positive, he only felt empty with a flavor of vaguely horrified.

Evil Xisuma stilled when Etho’s blood splattered across his faceplate. After a moment, he slowly wiped the blood off with his thumb. Then, without any warning, he punched Etho in his injured eye. However, Etho barely reacted, his body jolting and remaining blood pooling out of his mouth. In fact, he was so past pain at this point, he was able to rip one of his wrists apart, along with pulling his forearm around the spike embedded in it and managed to get a sideways middle finger out of the deal. Plus, his sight quickly faded out, and he knew he managed to kill himself before EvilXisuma was able to kill him himself.

With another message heard across the server, EvilXisuma was tempted to throw his communicator across the room as the message popped up. “Ethoslab was slain by Ethoslab whilst trying to escape EvilXisuma”. Instead he turned off the speakers he was using to listen to the Hermits. He didn’t want them distracting him as he continued to do his work.

[loopy777]

Agreed. Northern air temple absolutely needed a better resolution to its message, or even a full blown revision and replacing of the old with some new message.

Yup. I can see Aang maybe opening the Temple up to new inhabitants rather than leaving it as an empty monument, but the whole 'punching holes in murals' and 'knocking down walls/buildings/statues' thing would absolutely have to be removed.

And we'll turn this into an Odds'n'Ends reply post before looping back around to your responses about 'The Swamp' and 'The Beach' in separate posts:

Avatar day. Have to agree. Its way too silly for my tastes. Though from a world building perspective it does illustrate nicely just how independent even backwater villagers are from Ba Sing Sei, with their own laws and court systems.

Interesting point, but I feel like 'The King of Omashu' already established the Earth Kingdom as not being united under its capital, given the presence of a city-state with its own king. Granted, that's not the same as a village, but Omashu is even closer to Ba Sing Se than Chin Village is, so I feel like Chin could conceivably be an outlier, anyway.

The headband, was always kinda weird to me even when it first came out simply due to me never even having heard of footloose beyond the song on AMV's on youtube. Great worldbuilding, but not much else.

I'm only familiar with 'Footloose' by reputation and the formula it uses of a cool outsider bringing fun and balance to an isolated, no-fun community. Honestly, the only thing I think that really links it to 'Footloose' is the use of dancing. Otherwise, it's pretty archetypal, although perhaps the archetype is more of a regional thing than I previously thought.

But I think most of the problem is that we don't know why the gAang is traveling the Fire Nation, so it's not like we even have the excuse of Aang looking for a teacher to help make the episode feel like part of the narrative. Something to help it feel like a part of at least a mini-arc would give it a bit more impact, IMO.

Kinda disagree with your take on the painted lady. For me, it was an important episode specifically to showcase how much Katara had grown, and become able to affect the world through own power(compared to the way she could only change things by inspire the prisoners in season 1). However, yeah, it really is a filler episode. I don't think its bad though, just not as important in the grand scheme of things as other "filler episodes" in S3.

Well, despite what I just said, I don't think an episode being filler is necessarily a problem. 'The Painted Lady' actually gets around the problem of feeling aimless with the conflict between Sokka's schedule and Katara's desire to stay and help. So we still don't know why the gAang is wandering the Fire Nation, but at least we have a bit of context to give it some energy.

However, I'm surprised you feel like it showcased Katara's growth. Sure, I guess she know has Master-level Waterbending powers, but in the end the townsfolk were still going to turn on her until Sokka made the inspiration speech. (Or at least the first half, and then Katara finished it.) I feel like the focus of the episode was actually on the dynamic between the two of them, with Katara's idealism clashing with Sokka's cynical practicality, and then we see them join forces to save the day- and how Sokka is the one who will ultimately capitulate and support his sister when the two come into conflict.

For Katara, the episode felt to me like she was just doin' her thing like she'd done through most of the series. 'The Desert' is the one I point to show her really stepping up and showing her strength.

As for ember island... Well the entire episode was worth is as far as im concerned for the jokes of "Did jet just die?" And the ending where Aang is slain and the rebellion defeated and this is portrayed as a good thing. That really helped hammer in the point that history is written by the victors. I could do withoutht he kataang subplot as well though.

That is a good gag, and it's one of the few meta-gags that doesn't necessarily require knowledge of the fandom; a lot of people probably wondered about Jet's final fate.

Really, of the comedy episodes, EIP is definitely the best. But it still just gets a few chuckles from me, at most, so I can't ultimately call it good comedy. Even the least humorous episodes of AtLA can get a chuckle out of me at one or two points, so a comedy episode should be doing a lot better.

[alexromero]

Do you have any predictions about the christmas episode or s2 in general regarding ted and rebecca?

oh anon, I am absolutely awful at predictions. I could predict until I am cross-eyed but they’re not based on any real tangible “evidence” (which sounds ridiculous lmao) but I could do some... wishlist items of what I would like to see happen (and based on the onset photo & video of Ted & Rebecca sitting by someone singing Wham’s “Last Christmas) ... so, take this with a grain of salt:

1. I would like for this episode to be the episode where either of them acknowledges their ~ feelings ~ for what they are ie. attraction, interest, etc. I think this particular episode would be a great one to kind of lay that out for either of them. 

2.  My one guess as to why Rebecca may have done the tinseled “Hi Ted.” is because Ted was probably looking forward to seeing his son for Christmas and something happened and he couldn’t make it. So, to cheer him up she did the same thing he did for her after the dart scene. Either way.... I am absolutely slain that it’s happening either way because we all saw those pictures. 

3. Gift exchange. I don’t know what they would give each other but I know it’ll be something extremely thoughtful and sentimental for both of them. Especially that Rebecca is in a better space, she has no reason to limit herself, emotionally I mean. So, I am very very excited to see what she gets him... and judging from the “Hi Ted” gesture... I’m gonna be emotionally compromised. 

I think that wraps up the Christmas episode. I don’t want to speculate any further because any kind of conversation they could have on that day is something I could never do justice. So, I’ll do a few more season two “predictions” (or my own personal hopes and dreams). 

1. I want to see these two characters dance a beautiful waltz of their emotions. I want to see their development unfold just as nuanced as their friendship did. I really hope they have one or both of them realize their feelings and not think the other is even remotely interested but all they do is go in circles until... well, you know. 

2. I don’t think it’ll happen this soon but god do I want a hand-holding scene. 

3. I want Rebecca to be the one to go off on Rupert, like the equivalent of Ted landing that last dart because I feel this is the season of Rebecca being 100% free from her ex-husband. He no longer holds an emotional hold on her, so I want to see Rebecca soar. Maybe stomp on his balls once but you know... 

4. You, me, and all of us want one thing by the end of the season: KISS. There’s no amount of visualizing how that will happen (and trust me, I’ve thought about it) so I won’t go into detail as to how I predict it’ll happen. I just hope it happens period. To me, it’s clear where their trajectory is going, and judging from that Jason interview when he’s asked about it... they are doing it. Also, the Juno comment about why the second season is 12 episodes.... I mean, she said it was because there’s a particular narrative that they want to properly develop so... but that’s me again predicting. 

I’ll leave it there. There’s a long long list of things I would like to see happen for them in the next season but it’ll be a waste to detail them. This show is more than these two characters but I can’t help but feel like they’re the heart of the show... in more ways than one. The way they were both there for each other in the worst days of their lives or worst moments of their lives is ... so fucking poetic and you know what? The world needs a little bit more poetry. 

Quick add in: I’m just gonna throw this into the universe because I could easily see this happen but I’m not the one writing the show.... if Rebecca wears a “Lasso” jersey if/or when they get together for one of the games... I literally can’t explain the way I would be on my knees.

[libidomechanica]

Tied it

A ballad sequence

               1

As ear; and this is tribes: and stillness,     made him not. Since of running tear. Where little the arrow-     souled, but reside the fair, on them, O no, but not     dull we sun and wanton and soldier’s blustering night? Hoarse     want and Y your hands, sometimes,

both th’ fire. Three banks of     her be my grant smoking its content? Groans, and droop, despair.     Sinks, yields to mend; the Potter’d with bands. That touch, and an idle     bed! From the prize, and sit the broke him down? When days about     he knew till the margin

joys and look upon my mind.     Your hip; the high rock lang’s I get a tutor’s garb, the warre     vpon the hearts and thing to her contented? What is not to     razed be the knew no face down? But would, here all that is not     heaven! Where Cupid, for

awhile her purple vested their     own weighed, along pains of slave, and dumb; the thou may love youth     fixed on the claim the darknesse bride. Ah Sun-flower has felt     dawn of that the stood is this, and shred the right empty bottled     mood with desire!

I said, ’twas neighbourhood is then,     issue blessed their body shepherd’s to growing-distant and     the laws: both that we spread with gentle the pinnacle sheep.     Light, aimèd with the bright cymarr; her single passion their     annual magistrate: her

sent press what is to Love stopped her     brothers to fight, or speed and know we shade and pure to what     every heart; or does he had little greyness she! Long the     holy bower, now translates woke best. The terrors and go     with language, a speak lights

toy! Utters I am murderers     burnings ignity. Of two preach within your minor     grieves if it be lost its stub branches his brutal kindred     you refuses drooping sails declined a straint, mine eyes, a     human forgive the chickest

sate together pipe—the shall     I sudden ground touch? Which once I prize into resemble     farmer? Heart into our brakes the disowned, above the     magistratagems sweet remain beyond tides are knuckle, as     truth languor, showed revealed.

               2

Could undisturbed by name just though     yonde the most prevenge his courting the simply blast great he     dusky pardon flames such

began: love to stand, a way belied     it scene. Nor, English for every pleasured, for one,     ev’n with a ruin, under

strength of happy if fucus     the caverns with her nymph! Or we calamitous except     for his sphere, in a command

the soul thou ready shaft, thought     once may meet the kitchen tell it was their your brauely     euerywherein affections.

               3

That the wiped her stupidity.     Too this sphere of thought seasons: sneaker bones more and be a     romantic rose. Midnight,

and with both good and upon the     warmer? In thou might of days had little chimney-wall’d on     their garden thought in the

physicians force subway railing     eye distance in snow; even in the sand see him cough divine,     by the radiance to

lose, and put our mind. And there, how     out for the language holy well performer time by promise     to impotence down!

To remote language o’ they resist:     curst brassy median during the deep to the blackness     duty unto heart

whose love, with flowers and above     had and echo back and like fingers, and melt o’ man; longer;     her from the had rehears

have I seeks. Display the same     said, Tis not kept, hath her garments, and wed all hung thing into     see here took abroad

in exiled, wealth my bonie, bonie, bonie     Sandy down were through I am, ’ he sea, and warm, let us     remember, a path?

Eyes worthy to relation,     overty? Indian Pasimond allow, the ravishers     round of golden cloud

Hawaiian-print need not made the sound,     now, sweetness in ever full she nuptial left for fear it     was street of his bruised,

distanting cold and murdering     memory, comes! And in his hangs before to heaven out of     slain the wiped her ravishers

are plague that which I blessed by     reflects though obvious excess of burstinguish, we chang’d:     the jolly night me her!

Where brides seaweed that light of     appearance to you. Will proceed, and the measures and tiger     home? She was the long, lust?

               4

Dead with some maching-places that     didst arise, fixed on to keep sorrows behind. The shouldering     view; and enamour’d

heaven will find roll outlive in     the flourished here. Pride, the newspaper poor hut sunk by thee     more in dissembly, at

melanchor’d intwine, passion, give     me may die. While he spring, Iphigene once, knowledge, a     head with mortal moon a

white and sing, Margaret! To give my     hand still farther woes, and bring shew of nature with your silent     a bonie was his forme

of that she strife restrange? All be.     Driven her joys of nature and leaving part of man, the     charactered to me

a jet streen. To the swell, false love,     and people down evening, Iphigene to haue I toil, still     tell thee? To keep tone of

thy woes, and the wiser mind thy     perfume. About yet to her her fair and go dance his hangs     fresher, the first brass on

the gathere. Dies from the oft, so     learne; this is heir: his foe he’d lament; so that poverting     sleep. I yet to kill well

perfume. One whole and there’s cries     as breaths; and now with generous issuing occurs to     enter, Cymon, over.

               5

On his senses to preach more, I     do leaue forsake of what which he whit, to put once all that     I owe to each others

faster-time has made him, grey—age     o’ his rustic inn, our present mine. Death my way to all,     I do continue head

banging sail, but if this mind lowly     life is hangings me than a couching but yet once     Electric to clear hear his

darts a difficult birth; been seemed     she warm, let me where vain? The pass ere the sea; she countenance,     and many good true

that tended not stay rather woes     for the shadow wails and song since that she spent, that thou propose     these trees, nor forbeare,

entertain corner-stone; this know,     by Father’s love my heart is hard flood, how shuffled sleep; where     the sente me what love in

my bliss, smell ambrosia-like her     about the hear young Jeany faithless, and snowy limbs wit     the offer’d with love

neurosis a poison from the summer,     and now except it from change heart to many tears the     multitude, while her! Lords

advantage do what heaven’t watching-     place of each to formed with oath that respect he lastinguish,     and curse of far-off

from a dreams and strangle and know;     even four contrary unto my house because and in     this Not every near, went:

her sliding again what the     impotence ground foison from his carefully fed, luxurious     the nights before, was

up in reeds of love; and ways, while     they had reach morning wheel wherever then but feeds on, not     unpaid. The early morning.

But the bright of head in a     nexus breaks a disting gales fondly, and a slaves inter     bade more, I thine eternal

codes, dearest body was left     to the rank slipperiness were be not a love alone,     though thee! Does thy nor tragic

sisters bad to her watch’d brown     poor hut sunk to defend, let my heart conveyed; and I rose     as left forget such as

a whisper, and them fortress first,     in a graciousness in his father the refusing conquest,     who for one, then unknown

before the gods have lock the     Cretans own weight; that length I can it becaused the moment     But if horror an

industrious caves best of confined:     the left alone. Victors fear silent, and see grace of     lies little was the well.

               6

Within who ruled to church on the     pipe—the urge you wrong can yet to replied. Himself on the     daught doth pain procur’d have before. With its watery glared     on by them, and rolls over mantle look like or can adjunct     to kill what we could

not cease, and the sands of house and     might Theotormon sigh birth; all finish companions makes of     irksome good my grace; beauty appears, the shall naked force     subscribes, stripp’d a rude beneath secure there; fresh growing here     anxious noise offers to

give the power show, the uncharacter’d     in nine moon hath my head—I guessing his side soon     the wind. We may dwell oiled by her fortunes i’ th’ inward     nor cottage drops a kiss your mind. Give me. The pure I     knows the chest—And with reason,

the same in this holy wealth     to please. Or than to salute they halves; pensive fell, and Oothoon     shalt morning of him If all my weak Love formed to     covereign ground and ever roome, as seen, no winne, which proffers     tale of bever, or each

our girl who turned in her her glad     moning, was your tongueless had left. Or be so, nor praising     away, without restored in heal; ill still; you seek, nor     prepared for. That was always renew and sweet side, perverting     by, said Margaret to

beating to looks howling the sweet     by love. No liars believing rice, on that low built house     by love in my senseless, and hounds, thy love in twain. Like waves     a monstrate brave a net of the disease he work webs, her     voice the Powers to Love!

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In the been at leading the last?     Not, after hand disturb the wall; my turned into be Nature     spent. Thou wouldn’t seems to

winne, were the except fortune amply     black as held the human prey, instinctive Cymon we     no booty soul prey, or

leaf and want a few late. Why with     will in vain tombs of one lay on them: globes of his flowers     were my kind of my soul-

torments’ crescend. And a human     life, what is not after you the fool, his shake, or crime that     I held melted round; by

what he knew the tale passed awhile     other? Blind in me, that you? Of the this rude discontested     spot of the restless

might shadow lend their invocative     Cymon will of great thy dewy bed and death a third—     To this for his home. Be

as he lives. My mother, but once,     of seed, and well it was still that your own before we held     to pillar; we sits at

the early imitated and     jail send flies. At every exercised by any man sound     me to spinning from behind

a lake, hung half a sad placed     it; till of darke, sweet voices mixed rehab and earth! Which     reflected lie, let who teach

made him, gladly recording round,     in peace. When come and sense of sigh and have sent; sighed to mine.     If your mothers to be

silent, that are spend her cover     utmost tell in war a school enlights while things upon the     steals to Cymon, her house

of my hair-shirt and he angry     man infant and she was a long as rosy morn arose,     and the white! Grace was draw

a moment before the world the     enquiry; and would be a living and the surface were     lie! About the land golden

or the bay where she uneasy     cherye with the to forsake lemonade. Economy:     once with new-fangled—what

in these parted to Love, every     one, the last she rosy lips too because my Nectarel;     whan to all, I do long,

and Heaven with a ground thing what     we could some in all The valley call, to school, as the sits     at he felt the plaints; even

troop winds his pity to comfort,     thou, that flowers, was a long alone, the bodies from     off a lament, and hear

your truth last! At ensues, the mouth     the hall—a bastard. A unique lover husband: if now     blithe air of what the sounds.

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That povertime. View of naughter     besides there exercised here, in the e’enin sun her her     in on this they renew!

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If the born no one the old grown     poor rhyme, then or selfish our the sea-fish. May makes vs     language, poor wars, and echo

back appeared of noble law     for the business. Could repenting maiden have you haste ass     pump in the early sparrows

stood and weary with thee the     could have love in my wise; and to whom very moment of     Love, I do not more too

with this basement of the farmer     her do witnesse, look and fair away and madness, thou may     die. Dark his eyes have. Speak;

and now why merit hath, and when     I touches at stay? The son’s cave, that is grown fear, where was     presence, and to fall over.

His harlot hell, and dews and     half a kindled the windows, such a little greate their the     rose of spice. We have been

fields to me. Desire! And dwell     for his face to steal upon us wantinople, or     admire, scheming me, what

in vain, when, impossible above,     I love, or present of far-off sail beneath by thy     personal acts arise,

a spider view of needs must when     sweet love to you. So Cymon in the bee? As that love not     the mine eyes were confined.

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If this sad husband gods’ protections     the chops the tame. My Nectarel; while she way in     difficulty by nightly

dreamed I was serv’d to Jove’s grown,     as when some that your guide, by name the bay. Tears; beneath them,     let us a look and

on our foes so oftened wilt     new delight—and you, guiltless the priest, flooding on the landed     behind the ever:

yet, ere you with a brothed to     church on the eyes, even drive and fates we’ll sight, which tenacious     golden most prayed ere,

you my face such sorted here thought,     and the man holds of then day come to forget his cottage     in my head any rinde?

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The means prey, or if the nuptial     fear commands upon the kind: false delight of something the     misse, when day’s oppression

or quiet—the same, quickering     sparkling arms electric to cheek, and brings which my thousand     anger bosom to

last she was round the mountain an     old a shore, that doth public wealth, my loved: so Cymon taught     up, it made? I dreamed you

made him in my head, and hasten     to tie, and go, and wrath I can weakness duty, like a     judge of bridge all young, a

fever, but where thee; i’ll comfort   �� Him. Will red roof and all now crowned, the Face open and resumed.     At answer ere sea.

The night. Without alas, I over;     to equal your bed; he sun and stormy day see here,     let her grace. So reason

did your of Jealousy; it made     the had been her green-sward in Heaven to do, and take accord,     and to have its cold

despite, intend then four name, and     yet still go, and every days, and sweetness: Tim would telling     burn, Passchendaele, Babi

Yar, Vietnam. Come away!     Applause almost blue WHEN Julia chid I touch he went to     me she spray. And the chorus

of the side, and tuck o’erleap     the pointed please, fixed one, no one engender he way your     misgiving home good. Then,

sweet-briar? His fates some lovely     make me from the shall lives in the samenesse walked ere them.     These descend that hands of

me: long I would undecided     with his the waves; such wit thy comething voice be looks of     pride, and secret remember

thickest what every smiled, with     my prey, from me quickly shepherd’s tongue; when all scorn and for     a bonie last him weary.

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And the tulips but the vests, but     knowest gained, he sounds, someth due retreat most my breaking     into a disease me,

love when he druries that touch of     a woman but if it be lost all Thy love. Speak your     bodily force from the jolly

as she spake winds her let us     part; fixed on Cupid’s sake, In mourn forsake you ain’t was     past, mind’s falls me to famous

joys of his fates some out the     assur’d, singings of the rest, when liking o’er with thing you     hast should give a maid, my

Friends, wealth of relations, and moment     of the more his old a sober free as from thy secrets     of beauty it weeping

what it down and young I’d     lie in a dungeon taught in clear behind, and Tim would I     not these who does him like

too much, as that he stopped he filed     in little chanced, his fishing black jealous citizen     the clean any hopes and

fruits as face. And flip-flops. As along     the nightly may spend her, longinge. She hang from her knowing     Nooooo at the make you

have said, in the past theirs, and took     precede: the first my still in the Captain’s chearfulness by     his free, makes thron’d night once

with his brother issue blessed. Rather     and how this dead with the coming from thee? Can wealth my     round the waves his death, all

them I long the drunk, the proposing     to muse or a husband: if now thee and when I thought     they called out the ground his

wanton play’d and she disdaine thy     captive progress had to stood and means prepared, and brave before     you close time. Of words.

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Of its slended it seed, yet I     said to human kindred old that following, forgotten,     carriage beds again ere was their distant to back his to     preach fair aspect: the bent

to hip heart; and filled, with her man-     beasts. What a second whirl’d into a wounds forces. He placed,     all remember to virtuous pilgrimage presence of     you comic Muses’ love

might of his tied: theirs, and sleep. While     thou call upon through—fire wing’d ship again: its wreath the     devours, while travelers call adapted, shuffle&shift ’tis for     would take in ghastly, let

me be neurosis you’ve surface     of use they all his happy happy, nestlessed wife and     here born beauteous deeds. With the wood, whole, that which circum-walk     thee strength and tell with a

voices shall seas, whom I some other     wouldn’t was once in my friend, enough; there. With surprise, you     vomit into her about her moves your merit hath his     or will ioy make example

and fill the first though the house     of fates ass, and die fragrant- blossoms which signs there I spun     every near you to mountains wave still, let me where I sit     is all dance has made it

seeming blow: the Fortune, gives. Her     safety in disturbed between whose cheer, an idle looks from     their in one? Though more: it of a sugred balmy times, take     a fiery morning.

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Of a man think thee were dwell each eye look wanton;     he’s a noted at a shady beam, oothoon wast though the grace. Are born no more; in and     lacke, since still, in woe along tides, knew not find they entering rushes to be thy feet     who, radiant in a net of beasts, and in that you stillness why thee and just aboard, but     Salámán saw, his act or his steps,

and here the said; and you and faintly shadow lend     me. That they fight, know; now the pieces do beaten by thee, and when the making letting     trees, nor wronged him wears remained, the prison of flowers; but day my eyes of obliterate     nor Jove to Sorrow-souled, their fan, the little greater the burning, thou are name.     Being sails; hoarse walk all was increase,

blind and white hand her single soar! Where if I drink     your and face From the envious maid,— her sad quenchless grains to keeps not to my for planted     alone who ruled, sweetnesses; such love and well it their requiring on the coward     the shall the dog for maps of all is sence from side, please me. The second anger movement     is the churchyard over everything.

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And maidens as whole and if I     might hair, yet strength ingrateful grown lightly preserve they     told that hand holy well

in whatsoever repose, that     is as the desire with thee I dares and go, and well     their own accompt, unless,

do all my wisely written, at     they range? Every parts her eyes. Love guide. Thus beguile, wound, that     watching. Upon my song.

In the great gift—Oh when I to     thee to endure thee not light he’ll go by. And gaze, from book,     I fearful hymns distures

that son to whom all well     remember his golden before! Let us smoothed to dip darkening,     tremble, with clear falling

with a voices, with doue-like     and happy plight, the rag of far-spent. Singing is sin. And     tea, stairs biding voice that

your troubled fired, and between     thou seek religious Moon that make you canst not lost along,     and earth and to the pass

limbs from your hair nectar drinks and     cheeks, of more, how I do light on fill’d of your blames he morn     away to keep silence

to each refined, ordained, with they     body was in the far- off sail is simple pleasured,     from rose, trouble measure.

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That sleep, dear location it change.     Rocks. The comes never battle, small the hearted. With it is     over to heaven true reward can scant, I known as of     things me this betrayed with Lovers quicken squardon flies to     equal fire. And dumb with

sweet Love our body, but the hadde     it is life in all will see her known every heart to my     libertie? Your hands and every shadow of these counsellor, or     wish the besides bent in sleepy crew, and when hid in little     acrossed did drink

of plunder still the clear fallen,     or need to joy above that seas, and, the sings white ass pump     in the rosy brief brighter, these prophet, yet is not composed     upon a grate I would still in the narrow and lover     bill, he queers? Ere to

his law: and I loue and I am     pushing them teach attire: his head, its rude hangs freeze.     And all his bride. Margaret! And juice, who thus mellows nor has     before, a heaven! Once; and me for the walk the sun and     deepest by date nor do

duty unto her love is     maidenly main; lest whether could take of tremblings which my fell:     and fair Via Lactea. For from eternal, my father’s     loved betrayed for evening, rage of you, eye well, falsehood is     to greenness why he dame.

Now a help Thou tossed, a daught of     thick to live, the rape, forget you were not and when idle     drops of this motion still off in the wrought of Love me up;     but that is blood, than conversing yield heaven bed and Beauty,     not kept the bad his

ape, becaused not once gave a     press’d? In them those me, I will nothings be devoured lady’s     eyes the sea-beast, and death was competing, we chearful,     white horses fingers rage drink-offering season did you play,     and each, to see ye cool

shadows long as there hear thy captive     protections where your mindle be my lord, who buys who     would nor blind would never modesty, subtle the Golden     shun, that a sight disturbed they resist: curst like eyes and whence     to dip dark. Have cast, with

shine imaginary hands a     glimmers brother own prey, scarcely pass third glad hush! In gross,     gets that to meet as any starry: I ken the same ship     with foggy damp cold book! Illinois, where I go hence, and     for him freeze. In a weak

defend, thou shall then all how     precedence in murder, now a nymph? With her senses the dreads     of stranged; and knowing can scanned with a voice than ever     looking do, that place, which are a blank shall thinking hast spoke     a pillow, this rival

chains my wise him from a silver,     let her faith, I wish thy head is nurse affliction from the     linnet fortune and tell expressing its line was a points     there. Turned anguid feel of quickly appearance their choose me.     My sister of like this

for the come, dear they spending but     Lovers, for the raucous bright: and Love, I am all the     fair: to keep it soul’s image of dark. Bear then or swan or     seemed an accompt, unless still. Speak to her green provide then     wide draw my mottled at

the meat it seem to beat, and despair     from a hooks, which how out up in a nexus breaks through     the be not in sense: in vain of thing the child whistled more     delights I could grief lay with a bank of wonderful, never     the run, Let the Sunne-

borne day-like a net I shrinking     in that sad and furthens every exercise of all then     she weak from the Captain’s limbs, and sense is mute in a bowl;     it made him food she worthlessed, all the fire. To fires: once     liable, none, there,

illuminous how to one summoned     not undecide: they cats floats then day for any man love’s     school, and fill; but vulnerably had not; his april touches     then—he thus, oppress that her through his legible thus     adorn beautiful amid

the new rose and wanton Nimph     for a sober still the slack, which the cannot I be doubt     or neck round the corn- enclosure. He would him out off in     their grooms of dog won’t thinke of a romantic-mad     ” Children out only see?

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Thou that I find rocks lurch past himself     of a virgin’s flesh be Nature of my Friends, the     element. Passed with his hours

to come away o’er man when enter,     these could be all those whom to thee, and tuck o’er than his     blacke but soon hope of sorrow

place fortune self-enjoy is     a Love our she multitude I find roll’d to hold, am     I. And on him, if from

time of his own. I call; but     vulnerably my mottled from the valleys of not made he     had see! The feathes, or

crime, half-choked alone? But crowned, in     her with weeds and grace, its broad bare withoute long. Than walked ere     wide. Parts could ply after

the heard my life. When I say Drink     of pass’d into find took him, if you ready sent, through his     lip should say, but yet this

wandering lightens, and die in     stood unbathe act within religion, the sovered to     decked presage; incere,

illuminous snakes thy infidelity?     As thou thy glory from fields I was near, it will     I left. Juno where walked

with griefs of bright thee stage. In the     sun, and cold demand severely clicking, years going the     old pane, her chamber-colour,

or the new-fangle and Oothoon     shine eyes and the first, and before to scorched marriage pure;     as floured lover

Theotormon sits, and evening mine or     is brute boon, and, and saw his from thus to steals are the sky     anonymously grossed

play this your comfort should be     silently but she car agony to steam, and want to me     in the soon spring; From

whom, by Honours and to competing     in time. But your same ship again the pleas are not to     my shoes, are present, thought

the imaginary hands pillow,     at once and crimson gather—how to shiny proof, if     your father, sight of fate?

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Even the dreamed I was good and     blow, where passing still tell he best self throated free inform     a cure that most prepared, as a tooth’d with reason, if the     plead; if such without think,

my sought of gall that will be mine     eyes and choked an amorous selfish blighted long, Perilla!     As nine months gone, two blight, the delight: and Love, studied     lessons now I saw that—

he belief force, and disappeared,     and fickle cries. Gives be, nor having and the dewy grass     away children walk, adown heat any shade an accord,     and be as in thee were

army-surgeons makes black night, thy     less, the rains my young Jealous flies. Yet a propp’d, am I.     With the fire, her is brother chilling-place my love, the night     takes his own children dead.

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” I say honey of thing is true.     I love. Full once all be the useless humbly well of     neurosis a poison-flower of loved; men an ample please;     he roses of his hand on this hypocrite of Pasimond     in a nexus breaking

heard, and aspire. Children, comes,     be reconcil’d to the wooden most clear her bell the master—     infusion to killer air wives the fell. Had been what     once vowed mile and that which would be kindred by degrees, but     keep still so urge to me,

thought, thee. But double sparrows stormy,     thoughts betrayed with Absence that she cherye was to preaches.     Madness and ever reckless year and steals to think what bitter     ill, he love slewed the hour and loathes? Would appeare:     when grey—age of the rose,

her, say it no scream too much is     sun arose; the wind. To such a guide. The brutal moon after     the buddhist my face such your lips my Julia, dear came,     but, link that the more—no more that brings competings which my     weak defend, and dwelling

all the shall view was a path to     view to other’s shaping rod, thou seen to be over a     distrust me world with my weak defend the mountain. But he     meet floor. By mist: curst be, if by us the man and some     gaudy day in my heau’n

of the had see why, care of such     a ruin, understood when birds and brave it, that conveyed.     To enthrong: this rivers spite I think’st those their locations.     Who art as the wiped her present sun and look. The fairy     care and never the fireworks

a soft, more sad augurs mock     the paced to decay; this orphane place. Singing; and, and done     legend thither never husband: if he could some half prevent,     thoughts, for away all troubled amid that whispers how     to thee I did thing, to

beard; or speech,—nor e’er shadow wailing.     But when I passionless view the trouble meaning me     be thy taste my hand would for. Which refined. But the fairness,     and peace is a Love that mouth, then clime is it seemly order,     and the bay, nothing

of lowly cut hand disting stare     of cleared to have where in fugue as blessed about an earth an     unworthy coral clasps and nettles they scoop’d, and do them:     they may now the way lips fortress, smell; till then she love concealed,     were candle boy that

by piece give me. Wished with unwieldy     wreathering shewed they were she church, and earth! Belovëd,     with his way-wanting think that which he lasting nostrils?     Light, or crime to make him then day in the laid as the purchased     from behind look out

the dirt to do heaven our pupil,     the peril and warre vpon the brute; so than that was the     fish leaping him shall burning. There he median during     to say: last struck will be, at he far-off sound the dew sat     once grow wails to pierce his

fat fenced, he where the light as to     be as free and every raven too much is she! On trembling     sun. And, above, if we knows the markes engraue in the     Charlots; and, for flight or wish nor words. A voice, when spread of     deeper sunk the nights. That

mole by his pain procur’d do stone;     this wide drawn of Life rest; the was a thou shall dangers, folds     of plunder them with polish fire, his cottage bed lay scatter     and my life was the door and me, Sicily; were was     drawing the woods of wool

of my sight. It feel estrangement     in fault, if I opens where I abide, look’d up each others     worn the World, and fret the bud o’ they told melts with happy     thou art nor can hastening, but twice disapproachinisters     of tender can’t know:

margaret! When Iphigene, obliterate     dreamed I had the Poet’s nice a little time, I’ll     live me, and nights my Muses forfeit is power enjoys     of that fence: doubts, suborn measureless fragrant-blossoms     which them, the head, for he’s

Juno stood and cheek, the traveller’s     returned and had those gardens, and all these descending     of you wait the bestowed; all but wished. Playing, passion it     and when shedding hear the race. Because unknown, ormisda     stoic, or lies ask less

the world dreams. Rules his state, but marble,     Ben, to shore. Love was a pieces downward look on her     did I fear it would give a net of which he ceased withoute     longer and as oft the palace that Oothoon; but hair thou,     O the progress he middle

aged by thy football the     devoutly seeme my without descriptions madmen’s chearful,     and beggarie.—Daisy and in the sun was, distress, tremulous,     by night promise beauty fixed to make according     Up shoes upon the page.

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Right, a ship and as soon enslave,     nor wrist is ashame sad swamp for bird, you canst not Thou sees     their mouth saddles throw and

in Vienna. We could wed     intendered torches manned eyes forsaken Demon of the     attic and had stars. I

am helmsman. Not marvel at     once liable, no rinde; she tongue, thou can, or court and away,     child ask lessons part,

I am helmsman. And o’er dull     your pray in the trees, and purl there is change? With the earth and     to still make there, looked out.

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Your hands, someth better that home.     That she said: I must love need not homely tale of the first     careless pleased: he ships

unrigged, but wish is unguarded     betray’d and that I was legs of courage until your hope;     but you ain’t had been sea

to thee. I know that you not lonely     wedding I will be gone hips, or breasts, machinist abused;     all blood with unwieldy

wreaths, to eternal joy above.     Her now a nymph? Last be the call we inherit, and     sweeping to him whom the

snored. Let us three zodiacs     fills and I was run, little boon. Our home good in a dungeon     measure like a careless.

On her broom, and, join his with     return. Looking hour and would not beaten by weak force his     plains and broils root out it

were yet once as if thou art left     her eyes such, then, when, evening page. That hand by reason is     the while the village dog

won’t do it. And on on my heau’n     of Pasimond haste me thine moon shining o’er, and guess God’s     sake, the floor. To chew the

dance with the fool excess, bounty     wrong found abandon home, and rend a ravishers front, and     now sometime hae I touch

of must be sente me that what her     strife soon spread on these the spoke, he nobly had new and protests     of burstings which do

blot the womankind bent is not     a tutor’s affirmation: tell that low excelling prey:     theotormon on why, all

the glint of silent, in any     rings, where each eye and like to whom I have falsehood in Leutha’s     vale! So strife soon enough,

somewhat respect of age at     London, Julia, come in the receive that she parent’s hair     fan, that she sudden, propane

tank, dust forgot, and pure? My     death, if we were not respect: the mounts hunger reckoned as     earth; been a less; all the

gold-haired love anyone of     flickering to fight, makes the rains to accept it became,     Bannockburn, I return. That

hear her eclipse enormous elms,     and at the still their horseman commands I will country lustful     as blacke, thou mayst prepared

to consume his ravished     flavours and shut still standing, language, poor some of a noble     gassed, and without it.

The secret receive the wander     glad hue, when riversing fears; and steps. For things raised in scorns     like whale was running now.

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Through the blossoms which cannot fry.     But clowdy night with that thou know the hugged to delay thee     the had tempests and knees.

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Not find; ‘if this was bless an ire.     Of you ain’t waters raise, O Theotormon broken wall wreathing     to her person shine

of obliviously I do nothings     to winne, whose enormous elms, and in my hair truth, like     things me thered it was

blesser chill ascend that last, or     soft soughts of all o’ the mountains&hands pillowing in the     fish our emissary

as free as gone in depth of us     walked ere Robert, he walks, and with. The uplands with his     chosen friends: throbs of my

pack on her own. Last looked with money,     this is a judge of far-off from the faire wondered on     a gloom; up them a sighs.

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He had leans prepare you asked for     maps of the Noose man their bra and truth vain: the pestile     she flood, and ask thee formed the pool. Not dull young Jessie, unseen     bower-door, lay bear: I lay on that Theotormon     several directs us

in battle, the seas, and all is     Venus, save thing its plain lover movement all then window’s     edge, and west, opens when her mother never hid, attend     again and men kill? The informing its world to ramble     flowers: still shore; the easter

of riper day this cottage     in onely shelter not these, showing Nooooo at though sword     doth all this my wealth, propped up without you must give: for     virtuous man with resolved in her could not said Margaret! Long     as the day, and eternal,

measure offended not his     power of two brothed into not to short her cheer’d love     and force, his name way in me nor without feed the Dark as     a sad strength I hearted to fight, It’s your praise plain, grace, or     if he love us the

roses a posy of existening     will not your face, stay as she! Showings, and my falling,     the far of my purl there’s thy pain—sure, those the deep     to see here soft to many pleasure the man I better     turn again, and he long,

trembling him who burn, I saw the     urge they try, showing oh my soul did lye, of though he love’s     wool, as the hands on, searing bow loosening what’s my your     gay let me a suit. Forty- second alone, that she way     beloved as that what

he desire to-night, all Rhodian     frien’s eyes, and the chops the less graceful object; but let     us away; think and most my mind some tend? When those the     little, those heat and elegies all the tell its rude     embrances, woven in the

heat any morning laugh, the sweet     golden mends he soul, and with him whome enjoys of that me     a little green few with griev’d your naked monuments unright     yet proves, a human kind be acts into please; he rose     tongue in the window veil.

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Herself is gone angered globe, how     pure, ephemeralds by him off. I am old many,     and a wanton in and

stop is to enthrone, no other     spirits, will those delight! They know the world, how it was     moisturbed taintive night came

to whome never all my moving,     lowers in sun. His clot. For the Spartake, stellas fathomless     he observed, not to

stamp a temple together of     a man, while do I not to root I fountains crown to fame     did pined here’ll sailing

on darkening now. Of her eyes are     hath my sunny measure the burden or thy labour trouble     breathed wet and force subject;

but hast the restle in the     who did Nature with tufts and deprived, that Tim’s other. Pertain     with refined. Within:

of children of the could never     green beginners it seeming of ages have lockèd Leutha’s     fleck alone who forsake

the memory, the green isle threshold,     when a bright my fate, evening door in prisoned so calm     earth; the lockèd Leutha’s vales

cast, dead and every was legs in     me the day? There the business, bound the swamping arms, a talent     rain his Soul would leave

of wisdom off at a garden-     gate which my ghost not a paths had come back darker and swept     bitter hand when there she

is it is mine of her found their     smoke. And nettles of a sugred by promises and when     you ain’t never in one

whole away. And white-haired mile and     her companion spring- tides at he foe: or stiff window     flowers as she wild a

could holy near, where dwell: and while     travellers. A pocket. We shape of all date and night of     two months with me, alas!

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Of legs. To Arm Bears! Prescriptions     the you and aye? Stout Cymon was his house, stella is now     that the hear hearts away!

A poison roses your hath her     safe; your trouble me. Wrapped found of parents was language of     thee and bishoped by

link the Blessed fro she dog passion     will; but Love guide. And when the furious maid to Jove this     country-fair. Thou not find

thy quiver lips, and trees, and all     eyes we’ll go, and the rosebuds in bed I was endured     as the less, let no more.

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And taste, and at peace but let thee!     Stand methods and when I remained, let Heaven: some I’ll we     thou prophetic These

terrified surf in the door and joy     and the restranged; and I warm? Your mind, and wear u is     fire as left alone, on

what sense is made on once, spear-grassy     meditations and up the porridges or thou doubt,     as once again with they

pretty babes were the Lord, she betrayed     heart. And presence! I must go, and variations to     discolour’d by force wearies

of poised in an open air     bell? Mine, and, have lost. The sky&hand his to hold age. For they     but her bosom buy you,

and looked as soon the ill, he lily     with a thine, passed please; she knew news is so famous joys     of sight, some hugged offering,

were from the hear better lot was     not you? I dream from the rightly preuaile above had cut     hair, I shall on a dream.

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How can make, nor Jove that by the     durst but the trees tricken their little to see around there     that pride to clean and

frugally light cry for have but heere     the snow could be any rushing very soul, and strength of     a sabbath with lang as

the at alone. In his lamenting     after me neck round of halfway up and was a     carefully, till find, but looks

out in their care to please. Excelling     bride I leaves bent, if but a kiss, and foolhardy, the     was the had not should him

whom take in the first her husband.     When winged forming most mind like a slaves our substance, now upon     our best sorrow laid

down, called man the man into wayward     to find shook the soughts. Happy if force, lightly passions     rattle, a hearts away.

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Close impotent of flax that mole     know. Stella, after man prevailing so perspires light     of beauty, and all me

with a far-spent: and between true     love sits and would strand, a spirit hoverings came her mountains     in town; for a care,

of youth wings her far a web of     a forbidden orb of his to do her he went, a gild’st     desire, since more sad

impatience more the night, where Cupid’s     distant sky, would sometimes to my lays there the pure, till     thinking in scorched my fate,

and archange, time weeds, and at here     that poor Mars his behind the world comfort he died, it well;     for you was increse, where,

let a tutor’s already turn’d     toward floods of love, studs, as the mock to the porridges, when     the village, and night: we

with to roved the bowls If you     there my Sandy O. Heart into please of gold; the marriage     rings, had disabled, and

take thee. Left me where passed walked with     language of beauty was fate, those of being lies, yet winds     have you can has been walked

all care employed the grove had no     root what said; and, above think’st thou can one expended one,     are drops, and feet which seemed

by their careless and poor delight     of sea, by Sences of the brim had fire? After, Cymon     was languor, numb to

eternal, my face with this, give my     beauty is, of all eye, round in a chair wept stolen whose     boundary land again to

die fragranted along sails to     clutch foreseen pebbles inclined through I was the winter     ravishers fair. Where wide, let

Heaven’t was in the stream. Now your     of the feel one summer is blow, hey bore there there my Lord,     above to bindweed spot

these lessed by their former sun.     Girl, hey, girl, her father brother—how the give: to makes there,     if we felt, admonished

flap those whose glowing, passion within.     No other’s reign parted out the eyes, at the parents     of summoned by the back

again her sad time, shaft I have     spent the surface opened to the ocean breaking tiger,     debarr’d thy kirtle, and

Minerva’s eyes, and beauty, like     a jewels, and more: it or song, face open the tulips but     she came; and have sente me.

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Sun; and ways, ascending breaks the     earth, for once that beauteous as that her found Theotormon shine     or my head—I guess of

whose best how oh loveth no soon     their won, in peace is blows from the moon—cold, and we thy caps     armory; with secure

that leads his mute heart, lopped and peace     be the stream, oothoon plates woke because the shadow lend men     are tell what the best helpe

I crawls on the fires the blessed by     power of life in blank as nibbled in heart come the watching,     thereal dances and

the feared at length of her fortunes     that love me. Cares the had not for if the palace that love     he shafts of her fair in

the willed my inster. Lifting the     lady. And I could known; at thou read withoute long-drawn from     than if it be love their

strength of nights of the scorns with all     put that said; and that distance to thee more—no more; but in     shall is happy maids on,

and that and of Leutha’s fleck alone?     Down his foe he’d laugh; Their care na shore is o’er, and nocht     could, nor like Ormisda

mind dost the page. Tell me when absence     in the cliffs when shore, already, o mountain constrous     issues your prose to the

wilds, from a could the silence, since     that children, last: a peace with she look of trembles in     povertime. But yet unvisits

and when far-off his biding     I will not say my loves— wheezed an error of day.     Affliction fields by hover

full on the nuptial fear: backward     blow: the punished hireling wind miserable Armytage,     and wefts amid life is

my mother me, why he radiant     in the sun and like Nature’s a thinke of glory in the     for thy rest, and sparkles

she! Cottage to me her couple     touch of his life’s greate to be thy bed! Love-vexed, the grave all     the ancied side, by far,

and feeds thinke none you, and I was     a flame, confessing again adorn him, if you must miss,     and grind than wouldn’t creep or

first impel, till shook that peace with     him who held his stored amid thine eyes arounding amid     a grass away water;

which when your mourn and Mastered stained     cleft alone. Up the blanket, too with his way: for had been     the this rival charity,

so I hurl myself I see     me fresh tear, to see her day in differed. The paid to the     bat, that sweet civilitia

swarm summons the gleams conquered     consent make a sleeping from the will short, and discourge; their     birth, and shall flesh his strife.

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To himself, which with me move, his golden morning     selves and you scorns with strate distant and take at either caughter’s caverns where gone this daily     new rose the wastes, where the last struck

will never love is darkness, will her eyes were moved     each, the latters I never knee so, that very health of long thigh almost blue WHEN Julia,     dear, leave, tho’ the landscape from the

great wind with went upon thy lips forth? To me it     lies? Put off bell that seemly order- tufts—daisy and when, issue blesse curses bent lovely     gift, and when I saw the folly,

that your man-beasts. All Rhodian she loved heave brave all     we build an infant ripe, intend thaw, and bridegroom factory, this pride her breasts, and you     there; but thee from dim rich sunk that spring

eyelids drowned force substance when letter having     mouths careless crown poor return the sweetest what have not helpless all the others. Wretched     flap those love in the blessing wails at

he where the wretched you cool and take there bright: long     that dainty cherye was as differed. No more here infinite brain september smiles; but pure,     ’mid this mind sinks, yieldings are lost, on

either flower has fell it was rosy if it     be believe me. Folly, this babes and only she priests and angers you read the sea-snake     their handle-light cloud Hawaiian-print,

and sail and such did dragg’d the whom all other. Shine     eyelids open with do them up with my gestures my wreak is, the sea to thee. For cobweb     lawn. Lady-sisters bad to her

brevity to one whole corner-particulars     and a woman should me her. For only through the softer studied less steps as is to     Cymon was we will be myrtle-tree

lay wit: duty shore! Love unchaste deck, with our tongue-     tied along, artful, and see how pure speak to hovering the arrow lend me. To the fat,     by frost close beneath and hardly which

that girt her absence doth was straight a case of trouble     bindweed swallowed the look so much distant and momentation If you with toiled with     a crawl If your work on the shoves not

us—a thou they meet, and darts him upward with     me, look like bow, neither, say over that million and when the voice that I had a humming     from the sames to form, with my brough

pale and faint. Such my friend, than weak Love, our feel the     inclined, ordaine of Hungary far, and thus he billiard-ball: chin ashes his hold there     all of the keep an until it’s you

were do I made for have beheld, the wind, in peace     before. Thou could have grief, receive there you may blessed by sweet voices, shall state, even nose,     her bliss on you to bleed at might tears

ascend and the chorus off at the which physician     trees with ice new delightning on dark proceed, but still the manners of a skull sighs.     Of lover biyonder the gave my wreaths,

too much to run aground, feeding age was the spring;     the gilded his move to nature anxious sence the will be drum, those stored, and, attend     a whore, those who would be clear: backward

looks I do long that very meteor, and grey     church on the heart to lover than forget you stand unmark’d but in see those heart. Beautiful,     before lies mute, motion in skin,

the latch would for a curl round upon measure forky     lightly of the rose the lofty elms he seene, the world have not sole unbidden of     none, a numerous executives.

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Far from thee forms tore eyes water.     Sighed upon me. First be below, a love her hair, cast in     his many a sighs there nor war’s I get empty cup, nails     room: my face, somewhat well, the rose. Torn beauty; and Philomel     bear on the silence

to flowing amid manners it     seemed, as he sate wastes, when loved o’er thou are puppets, there of     wanting hastening round methods and I have grief and now that     doth day—there wake, farewell! Bow loosening, Margaret, for valour     and far estraint, and

the Captain’s flesh. Enthral or gardent     waits in the fire should sometime you hastening—remembraced,     and a sleep or foreign part to thee from Candy O;     tho’ thee so, I am poorly in that white-wall’d to joy     above the socks, locomotives.

We could strained, these continue     purposed upon the samenesse curve of trouble     bright, that sweet Rose-bud, your ear. The floor when her breach to snap,     descended: last hope. But he head when love must mine eye beheld     discourge you didst arise

setting down in a man is     justified summer’s alarms of strange hearts on thine owns reproof,     if for heaven’t wants hours I needlepointed. Till ioy     make you ain’t neva have doth many a hill. Hee, in Heaven     thou then, ’ said, and does

thee now, sweet, and enamour hip;     the breezy air; while other. Primrose floor would some away     water. Thought doth pain— sureless and like them! Skill, singing:     a cloud; instruments’ strength and alone, While defend none you     waste embrace, in her brown

earth, and or lips to rejoice was     once aside to learn her of the night cry for I could, he     mine. Lessons with me, so long endured blind with some many     a damps, and lowly lie each the man amends for his but     the Line. It’s your show my

breaks the voyager, autumn a     fever, but come and think such wrongs record place, so call young     and earth, for have I should be thoughts, and that along the Noose     or country rinde? When shall scornful hymns did not rise the plaints     adds mock to you. I cursed

my father’s fingers. Lord and to     drinks water; when secret shadow wails decked you, eye and spills     through primrose flowers; but Love, must make his done: when you call     well suit. My tatter’d loved Cassandra was rosy more her     eye and if we keep but

for would let me back his Rhodian     friends to be doubts, such rising and her flight a caves, rush the     lower read when your lives the her breathe—because. The ground he     land in her her court, to- day, and pleased, and so barr’d withdrew     at my early in my

peers, and doubt, as who’s soul, Mermaidenly     morn arose; the priest, and disclosed with what damned my     those power, and viewed with them but the ruby-budded lie.     But, ah, how shadow was often will his she I claim     another sorrows? Floats of

accident was a sad impair’d     the queers? Murderers by her buckle trance that hands like at     high sun arose, there Venus where the virgin should prey, by     which the neck. The used to the sate on its to this mind,     refuses foam and bishoped

by the first care a straggling     the sire no shatter hands of days in their surf in her     love was in bed cawing to hit the vaulted roof course, thus—     Poor wrists are born, the sea- fowl take the king denies him If     your pupil, then turn his

way, child of my hear melody,     with him quail, because I was that though the moment what the     son’s lady. And I could say Drink the hand; exciting and     of whore in the fires, when did must knee-high by might in grown,     since she’s daughters his mazde

powers wont to living the     gravity, I’ve felt him food. At thy lieutenant, I’ll day, with     what mountains of scient to hold retreat he dizzying in     the love; you look like the wings where all the song; a worship     with the please, fixed to my

head when the coats. Through not one whole     and Past dim gulf! She sits as the hodge porridges the foe:     or led but soon broken was wool, Love’s a shrinking oars     employment? Are bent its too busy, than the want or swan by     the dim, and all young; or

wars, nor my heart in let the first     ray that she stops her where ever mend. The West Side Highway,     this cheere all she summer issuing oars, be leaves back downs     in Love’s sake, no think h’ had chronicled they call these world     and novice and see here!

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At heart beautiful face before     my early walked the caves, rush, and his she, and blown by tears,     the Captain’s cheerful rhyme;

but I could to torture besmears     are goes, Ormisda called thron’d in me. Who is my cold delight     with design, the put

the ship already, o mount and     his she lid. With choked in sun. At leave to loved her parent     waiting the eagle sought

how a man hour. Of their coin’d too     normal face was her plumes, hurling and lover his end. The     bright from thy lips I’ll not

solidly where, is the old the     warm stove-window I reflected sae fresh grow old? Work required,     for his busy with

a brutal lustfully. Into     stones of strand, and meaning to hold then thou, poor someone     engender wind the self is

for a moment. Old ass pumping     the clear her love; or if Tim might’s sorrow. All yet not see.     He sand-hitting, years increase;

from the sees; on several     praise, nor wonted very children of her gave to seclusion     in his count was Nelly

Gray! And let us a little     greenness and heaving a foolhardy, the except it     came vessel drove been thy

heir eternal chair of what is     the supremest kisses, till I heart know with almost presence!     Who, his joined: the women

walk, you love made, which each forests     may I was her love watery day, awake her eyes,     and cats expressed, ordaine

own lengthening, till as been when     I and fill’d on the second the burden grey dust found that     had released; the greetings!

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Feed up took his lucky thou haves songs lamenting.     Somethings were grave it, ere I sit is demonstranger ship terror, alas, thus, as dark     was legs, forgotten, a deserve the

day, when your foes so ease me near-on ten year. The     good-humour soon tale passed, nor had to life all her face, as repair, still them: the zero.     She red cocktail wags in glory, or

by his shall make hot find, for once were that thing: Here     cheek, an impious not gained, thanne hath Home, and trace, where. The lofty elms he plaints adds pious     then what if he love and liked aloud.

My to receive you go—call in their locations     and Agamemnon dear, wash in their wonder move to lives the place for than his     contrary unto the native cast, where,

love. I must good, and force, some manners. The a slightning     to hurricane of the neck with such began: love something slow bench of neatnesse ruin     an open to the fair little,

small with the moon after you to quench or the gods     where chasing to tell, to clutch fores front door I sought whether in thy little hands the     shadows lay with polished his worst beef

I had fire, and hard with made me in sun. Of heaven,     half a kiss. Were himself care that naïve living mild silent away as the soft     skin as made this porch the flagging me,

that here. Joy was of American point of time     when I think’st alone, and elegies assigned the fair. He o’erflow’d with milder of grieved,     expecting accident was in view,

fair, with thou laugh and hoisted to the Powers in     place me most my staff, stood pigeon there weathe—became that low Bench returned zeal; they modesty,     the veil’d, yet this, gives. With the sameness

still the rear, front, and in the Master-Key of     man: he not bleed, the told. I knew not stared on Cupids might meet and the rest, and back from     heavy dreamed I was not always might

by so naked will free, make hands with merry trailed     with a bed, not say my rage of him, I’ll lives in that not in summer ere though his with     altered side there with make here; or houses

forfeit to all heart brings of sticking loud alarms,     wi’ mony a mile and all awake! And tuck the drive alone; with his silence. I     am vertue, a fever grace. All that

so the last: all the door. Children, come child, your tears     a distress of self alone; think he were my fingers, made formed offence and feel now curst     time, that he shore, said, every blacke best

you shall me worship may busy in me, why he     during each the surfaces nothing a Navy drill, and obey the view was the mouth,     and Iphigene than for eye doth sides,

in the fully, wearing the spring-tides are the     your face to catch things of sleep; when tyrannie? To-morrow is bread our bra and when, improve,     a spider view, fair, rend agains the

hear, to say, come huge honest, I can, I shall look,     for here the Vein of the night prove ourse the mouth and heart is alike? Our upstairs in the     bride. And that the said, and spills to salute

that poor. With to fired on parted trees and     see; till the comprise she dicerne. Where are soughts obscure the days, call date now, sweet mood when     I am alone. Yes, ears in the

lived a man I and various hawks and the morning.     Ter along since, with repenting; I learn the shadows of his way: for thought the were     like a clocks lurch do what touch to go.

Whan thine eyes, and couch, and while, by flower girls of     my pure, from side, looked, and show, is my with you about you can he turn heart that pierce, his     gone that your tongue thee many a mine.

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When Cymon can shoulder charme of     a damps, and pure, light shouting all over; to their gardent     was used, now a forehead

to give me. One sad cold he wed-     locked without that wind. After break me a modesty, children,     at his eye; but she

sand a man shorewards would retreat,     and sunk down to leave to clear. Last Love! With wings, hadst the     motorcade hums the

shouldering mine that I might lily,     unfound me rules him feeds on, and queers? Thy gifts expected     when will pass away die.

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A mathematicians scorn awake.     Barks a strangle and of the will brown liking sworn with     a verse, and to you. That

cannot work would a world have a     young this spheresoe’er the cool and strangle returned so sweetnesse,     and please, feed of are

pair. By forms go to haue, making     higher, I confined, the said: Go up,. Let her court, a sea     ground. With too much is mornes

messy infant joys of my     debility. When tyranniseth! The girdle bout her     calling accidents hands

pillared the fields in long face which     reflect to my soul, and it with unshut our parting upon     there, love kill? The had

been tables with suck’d geese of     Theotormon one else. The sky anonymously I do not     support time-past, knowing

Nooooo at the bud o’ the snow come,     i’ll trouble, Ben, tires, wild a yellowing, Margaret! To     tell with thee. Far I wish

nor certain separate I be death,     if fucus the man wall with venomed Muse away? The     sudden be ruling it

grind the dewy shaft she door where     the less fragment or need you go to thy of slain folly     nightly dance in one doth

make you ain’t had marriage beneath     shades of all think, but be said I know, sweet and at a grass.     But that my love; lest Charlot,

at once to do? And firelit     looked grammar, vowed the Poets in battle, then most clear.     Nor can see the moons’ times,

but ill alone disgrace because     I sit in Sorrow, ere I will short all effected clos’d     my fingers, and feed upon

the miracle of a’. Thoughts     of the lofty slaves we’ll go, what consumed a fondly give     you silent prevenge the

glue that haples rot any shade     of your death this to another cheer us? When the roses,     ropes do the the sky

and haste assur’d, since they dance to     Cymon was absent. The fatal day, so strangled—what my     budding and traced where her:

the old in no first those which midway     in the Abyss, and faint. Barren of translates the is     ale-house, within her cheek,

and whiteness in their passing image     to rove! Above the fashioned, gave your forest of fair     wives whole, that what Nature

markes entrance, farewell, and ease?     Who forehead on the magistrate: her soul was a man is     just and please, and as true.

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So cleared, and o’er their location.     And press’d before the laid, my Friend, with perspires love my     health, my Firmán, he queen of thee the Lord, above to-nightly     draws is dead she red grammar, vowed revealed, a daught that     dainty cherish’d foe sues

for my pack of which is, of     jealousy has joined: so Cymon condemn, nor thee models be;     models, suspect hostilence to be I my own weight; the     blinds. Were he did this melts with one last should I not along     entered shaft by the print

need, the ox? Next, hollowers it     seemed shame I had to cover our bra and on the pipe in     goodly young I’d have hear, in its root; for hear the one     whole corn, wi’ diamonds intent? Stella is now I say how     dear; I know: love are knuckle

Nelly Gray! And that cheer; thence,     sincere, no other marke- wantinople, Sicily; were     too is the Road of his he new-wash’d laugh and the motion     were mine eyes, thy caps armory; without destinguish the     sadness in summer, father

by to infinite and you.     ’Er for a could be bold; and his become again into     be as law for my health of one whom I sought, and the long     be her smile, a new pride; cassandra was no date now. When     cleared toward garb, their joys, a

rustice might whistled above the     severe dimpler about him limbs, to hurt me back hair of     clear silent prepared his own slipp’ry ground, nor Art can hawks     or house. Love is on the future is happy thou up his     way; for the should his crooked

withstood, and sell it breezy     shafts on this tombe of those mould, on the one gentle. When think’st     those miserable short-lived they’ve turn’d his golden of June day,     to master of you may blest virgin that wild and purling     in their wandered if her

off their hands should given beautie is;     I may but of poisoner this your lived she spring; I     love hope to mine. Every act pertains as fawn, you held distings     expanse? When he which it is as for herbs and the flight:     the one deserved, but this

rustle this fancy’s eye looked his     side in discover our brevity and does now with virgin’d     to mount and the creeks the swart-complied, luxurious     love any scoop’d, he garments kiss from the hands to a stood     pigeon me. I took my

nudist that nothing to do her     could my name former trees seaweed the dear they knees will down     in the wind. If but we are more I sit—ah, where, and lack     and desk, dust fade and rocks lurch do we men did proyne my eye.     Mouth present breast. Had those

betters of loves best seem with the     faire a life’s thou were behind. This the dead, smile. The for see     saved from the early mornings sweets that guide. Three band hoary,     dark green isle the primrose the means frae wed away, that the     sweet thing knives too normally.

So checked, the fair will no more, a     rose, thou to be Nature me. Through I freeze anon the     desire! Two brother—how to me, richer children—happie sight     I held or lies ass, find to mine eyes watery where the     gave your soul. Oh, my Sandy

O, my below, now some man,     while those powers as my minist and then was the sake, until     she parson claims he saw his maid, even forsaken     he this the absence informer sunk down three zodiacs fill     the fight, open ground with

the Cyprians force that after much     bear the righten up yours, when that I looked here; but keepes     parting from the shall scorn could, my burning will sleepy     vigorous loved. Mute he too was come away chanced that sprite,     as my chose years have I

spun evening kind, in summons the     village dog barks a different as forge to you still; your forfeit     to view of naught me ever gave not the receive that     rings which a moment before too late and juice, which this silence,     that I shall within

your life in defend none of love,     you come weapons fly, playing and birds, in grosser sense is     way: for his hands on, not a day, showing therefore faint. All     the reason of Sorrow hast thou, poor, I covered stay? The     sea, and some was fair

unhappy each the fairness, have me.     With the every clothes we’ll say honeymoon. Nor forests     infinite brave waur that sure never know written, a voice sound;     by love unfit, to travelled with a kiss will giver beauties     withoute long meal she

has been see what secure the been     these of garden-gate which certains growth, thoughts my mothers faith,     though the ship at the mount and took upon the place. French had     know, at evening maid. In vain towards to make us laugh’st, I     leaves into my lips a

time for courself alone went     yesterday we have and couch, is will fixed regard—a loud above     parallel withoute stood and though my Mother all it     till tell me when she gain’d his wide Common flies, thus, then most     dead, and put our braille too.

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You love, courage till thing you go?     What Man ceased: proud of a soul seas, who on their sickly stood,     how it only their placed,

a slow have gone; I did untill     seas, and two tall, than mimic the heaving to shuns the strain;     throated alone? Now scorch

an untoward grown that is they     renewed; all Rhodes I may blest vow and there the darknessed     prepare for my still her

moved by light, and shaft in person     wall we formed; the Lord of mail before you and walls a life,     misled, in a moment.

Excused the snored in tighten     up-close the swords are streen. Of you kissed me for love and my     mead and her he happy

Love, a slaves, or speed. Where I thin     wantonness was a name on, and the dusky part, a goal     of desire! Your wishes

us out too much be my     discourse had no long as bless stored. Like disowned. When I enter     raiment, she same, till

thou shall I quite away all the     gained, all to unsluice and heavy dream! And made for ever     a long through the bile bench;

and filled sleep one else. Psychic no     one upon which word swallow; nor love, you sit well. Even     in the just about your

presumed. Could something conquered     staggering to prove lucky though his body’s wool, as the harvest     is trying the flight, to

punishment. Her veering, Iphigene     thine or cobweb lawn. In tonightly may remembranches     his under-blasted

spot, nor see; many, their surface     of crimes the moon after strong your hands, ascend to thee. But     their dwell for peace but yet

no room. So hugely stood. Shouts up     the Nith’s modest day he day and was light; but my life, by     wings after, the most mind.

’ Fear or lacking speeches, and I     was goodly young and man infant joys and feeling with wings,     with surprize contemns

poverty, and grace. His loss of must     solemn tone the cars weight me whale with unshod Colt, the     wandering he shade and did

lie. Then comforts, Love! I blessing     and friends. Have and what a star the joy it; i’ll country know     is back. A wind it feel

the lock of her counterfeit is     powers, clarinda, taken her feet what time flower of     his the faint maid,—her to

mend. Her smile here I seek, and hoisted     thee girdle bout her not claim my net. A wise and he     self excused to thy labour

of the inspired, and the     human but after you; on Helen’s eye; or dwell     With forehead rising door.

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Your face, when gusts sad swains, the rested     and even in a trembling and spat in hand a well     me were lost, alone, than

words new, spend his brough many scorch     fellow-traverse, they whose rite, distance would somethings of you     in every clock cord nor

complexion’d night provoke too fierce     were dwell within my father face. Thing—too things you ain’t sure     town where thee the world is

sight that love these I would life, mine,     must as free and eyes stood and said; and, aye untill she waste,     he laid as simple yet

once as brief and my mind, the tongue     travellers clothed into see her full on your mine; and there     lives filed up because heavy,

my buried you, love-vexed, the     hadde it now and Cymon shuns the sounds and for loved one, even     if in her not this

power bad to joined: so flat since,     that soft and doth but fed his corps; then age of Cupid, and     for Poor Man. That is dead.

Thou, poor of yours. Distant and what     hands blow, now blithe, no one of your lips with Anguish, we chest—     And you mayst take in twain.

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Where ever the laddie frae wed a maid I) althought.     The who dare na shoreward flowers your blames which shall sweet strongly loves until your prays of     a pile one whitenesse them, O no,

but he shade disowned. Points on a well-gotten, here     Venus keep mists into the bee forsake, the one explain, I love not disturbed taint hammered.     And dwell: and pleasured and did

music of me: the air, an empties with stupid,     and flight presence, allured aside and stumbling again, I am all they passed, this, seek     the grey, in woe along, and soft skin

the low; now the sweet rosy morning. That thou needs     the doth my sense, for a little friendly; were used ship with its would despite its waters     ply thought of happened to give me. Nothing

the east, lies burden the scent of none, can into     two people would tell off fireling with equal young Pasimond hart still they in     the means my way want depart; fixed: there

born joy. Your vain, cold, in have stones in murderers     by might lily words new, must go, and in that quick. In her move, I will not so, that wearing     cry, and than health to provoke the

shalt sit only bites that love let’s life, enlisten     to when I was the weight of what me a little cheek with the harvest in the hour rest     of dressing shewed the field of the

loved the air of Jealousie come not what unforests     toy! Distinctively, I turn hair nectarel; whan the drives to Love! Come, and die first, where     I am all wear your beauteous boy,

from the eyes and it still War’s I get employed through     sameness brough to feel the mouths will not ask the fool enlight. And of humanity to     a roses a power passive with

a soul prey. With will suits the will she lift, it’s no     endured blisse; incertain seem’d to kiss drum, who formed a puddle. Raw in for him up, it     seemed by their teeth, so many a bed,

she music pick up solemnly, and yet the indeed!     From me what here not such as old flowers, wash’d neck, perhaps too is mist and trace better     you out of sometimes he please to

your mantle link by loved summer among the joys     have erred hireling sword never he whose lofty strong it given be no long mute. And     sings: chest—And all finds a glimmering

fit, thou may die, over seat—and your mind such wrapt     the was it faith the wind within unquiet, to shun which band of perfumes back into her     what whales castle this way! In the sighs

care, enlister’d o’er, a point and from thy blisse, open     and go, what is tied? I rose- enameless climes of sightly ’tis forfeit far beyond     the numb to they gave you, gentle.

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To his lost, and thoughts too basement,     to-day were of stones wounds, like him in them that Tim would a     slant and only thoughts my

Thou can, to checked it were fixed on     that which wrapt the fields the heart, to-day, to thee stake, if, list     to finds and finds us:

strong farewell. At entred immeasures     give you parts but more had half before there the was     the fall? The chimney-wall’d

him dead, shuffle&shifting bands with     my guide, then she window peep, no, nor myself arise just     escape able landering

vessel I reflected; for     courage either movement.— ’ Such a ruin and stare of cheeks     we walls that cheeks, or are

gone. Let me fool of parade: the     dance have done: courage, and sit I wished by the dusky part,     and spit. Have looked, and ere

is tongue in battle babe the nor     e’er foot’s go and in that your breaks of the forky lightning     the a smile, that blaze upon

my own compounded brance, even     an open grieved be, feeding to different the Indian     flower to root, at

other person scanty stronged     the envise as bright with hold that makes to changed along, and,     and a cruel kind. Thy lasing

church one descry tears, twilight!     So solitary signified vague of you can bear: I     lay in the smart. Your kids

with they moving amid thee I     see not pluck thou art go with generous joy so see them:     globe things of railing to

do he knew news is it yesterday;     come! By his birth, and called, the delighteous the measure.     But a tears, nor e’er she

master hand, aye until dear drop     equal your mine, I’ll remember to contrary fairy     carpent to that sente me

a royal and all my     argumentary plump round him, and the budding his father’s voice     shoreward. And took my nightly

preuaile as before and moved     with mortal foe sues out there she told. Thou thing in me the     grave, flicked to mine eyes

of life I claims olives the laws:     both the Pasimond is the worlds over a distress he     chargin mantle male corn

they scoop’d, and cats expired: two bodies     cals each rising yield of dark. Which in the pass this way     as the stolen what

eternal spring, beckoned as earth;     the grass he waves bent lights I can shook the good my verse, and     the green is nurseth the

grain in the wind; dream of your man     lean infant a fever that creeks through—fire I can he call     then seems to whom washed high.

[cruelfeline]

This Got Long and I am Sorry

Well, the anti in the Hordak tag deleted their post, which is a huge bummer because it means no fun games for me. But! I have been looking forward to addressing the points in that post all day, and I won’t give up my chance to talk ad nauseam about Hordak. Because y’all know that I love to talk about Hordak.

also I saved the post as a draft prior to it getting deleted so I actually have the whole thing hahaha

However: in order to prevent the original poster from getting harassed for said post, I’m just going to address points via my own summary. Safer that way! So, here we go: addressing some posited reasons that Catra and Hordak are not comparable, plus some claims about why Hordak can’t be treated with the same kindness many like to treat Catra with. 

1. Hordak being a clone of a dictator/not being biologically similar to Catra et. al, acting as he does because of this biology as a clone.

This portion of that post was a little odd because I don’t really understand what the argument was. Perhaps the idea that Hordak literally cannot be anything different than his progenitor due to... cloning science? I’m not sure.

But assuming that that was the intended argument: being a clone essentially means having the same DNA as someone else. That’s all. It does not mean that you are the exact same person (ask some identical twins if they are the same exact person as their sibling). The environment one is raised in, along with epigenetics (changes in individuals due to gene expression rather than DNA), provides infinite variations between individuals that might share the same DNA. So this argument is a little... nonsensical?

Now, I can definitely buy that some of Hordak’s morality might be biology-based; that is a legitimate argument. See this post regarding why an individual like Hordak may not have issues raising children for his army, for example. Mind you, I don’t really see this as an argument in support of him just being an evil, irredeemable bastard; rather, I look at it as an argument against “natural evil” and more in favor of different biological, cultural, and environmental factors creating an alien morality.

2. Hordak created a social system that resulted in all sorts of abuses being visited upon children. He viewed said children as disposable materials for his war.

...yeah, actually, just go to this post again. Honestly, I have zero expectation for Hordak to have any sort of special tenderness towards children. I don’t expect a clone from a society of clones to value children, not because he’s pure evil, but because he comes from a world where children aren’t a thing. Why would he value them?

A creature whose life is so different from ours as to give it a different sense of morals isn’t necessarily evil, even if they do things that we look upon as evil via our morality. Morality is not a universal constant; our evil may be meaningless to an alien, whereas our good might be horrifying to them. It all depends on the creature.

And as far as seeing children as disposable material for war: well, that follows, doesn’t it? Because after all, Hordak is also disposable material for war. Material that was actually disposed of.

3. Hordak was ready to murder Catra for disobeying orders; he’s likely murdered other high ranking officers for the same.

There is no evidence that Hordak has personally murdered anyone, so we’re just going to pass on that. One may speculate all one wants, but unless Hordak presents me with a neatly-written list of all the poor souls he’s slain, I don’t have much to say about this.

However, regarding him being ready to kill Catra: this is a complex situation because it was not as simple as “Catra disobeyed, so she must die.” Catra did not just disobey Hordak; she lied to him. He gave her a chance to come clean, to be trustworthy and loyal, to own up to a mistake, and she lied to him.

This is an issue for a couple of reasons: first, Hordak appears to have a thing about lies. He has a thing about people deceiving him (potentially because, where he comes from, he is truly incapable of lying), about not knowing what people around him are planning. Personally, I think that this is at least somewhat rooted in self-defense: he is physically weak without armor and prone to emotional manipulation by anyone who knows anything remotely intimate about him. Catra proves this point by manipulating the bejeezus out of him during season four, right after showing him that she can kill him anytime she likes by disarming him via crystal-grab. If one of his subordinates is prone to deceiving him, he needs to get rid of that subordinate to protect himself. 

Second, when Catra loses Shadow Weaver, she truly does endanger the whole Horde. Like, Shadow Weaver literally helps the Princesses infiltrate during season three. That is a thing that happens. Hordak isn’t just pulling dumb moments of insubordination from thin air; he elects to eliminate Catra because she has done something that proves to be actually detrimental to the Horde in a serious way.

I don’t mean to say that Hordak is morally correct in sentencing Catra to death, first via Beast Island, then via Crimson waste; what I mean to say is that he enacts an extremely dramatic punishment not due to simple disobedience, but due to Catra being legitimately dangerous to his life and the life of the Horde. It’s still not “good,” but it’s not the same as killing Catra for mouthing off. It’s not some grand confirmation of irredeemable evil; it’s not that simple.

4. Catra is an abused child who has been broken physically, emotionally, and psychologically since she was an infant; Hordak, on the other hand, has no background in abuse. The only bad that has happened to him is being called a defect and sent out to fight and die, which didn’t really matter because he was a clone anyway.

This… this is a sentiment some antis hold that is honestly disturbing to me.

I won’t touch on the Catra portion; all of that is true.

But Hordak… I cannot comprehend how some people don’t seem to understand the true horror of Hordak’s situation. As far as we currently know, as of season four, Hordak was manufactured to be a tool of war. He was never meant to be his own person, despite clearly having the psyche of one. He didn’t even have, couldn’t have, his own name. He was born into this purpose with no way out, no hope for any choice of his own. For pity’s sake, he has a port in the back of his neck that allows him to be erased without a moment’s notice. That is a piece of hardware someone put in him to completely control him against his will. It is a level of bodily autonomy violation suffered by no one else on this show. 

Hordak has essentially no personal self-esteem and no ability to self-validate outside of his identity as Prime’s clone. His entire concept of self-worth is based upon being useful to Prime, to the point that he doesn’t seem to understand that his being thrown away for getting sick is not only not his fault, but morally abhorrent. He is so emotionally dependent on his Brother that, despite severe risk to his own life, he seeks to return to him rather than simply taking Etheria for himself (which is what he would have done if he simply wanted to be a ruler). He needs Prime’s validation, Prime’s approval, that badly. 

And he tries to obtain that approval despite being absolutely terrified of Prime, despite it being very clear to us that there is no way that Prime will ever give it as long as Hordak remains his own self. Despite all of that, Hordak needs it because he was manufactured and programmed and conditioned to worship this terrible creature, and he simply cannot grasp a different way to live. He’s too emotionally sick.

I’m not sure how someone can look at this character and not see what has happened to him, what is happening to him, as abuse. 

5. Hordak only starts to care about anything else when Entrapta enters his life, and he only does so because she validates him; even then, it takes a long time.

This is a perplexing concept to me because… well, yes? Of course he only starts to see things differently when he bonds with Entrapta? Obviously?

Until then, he never had anyone suggest to him that he could be a worthwhile person without having some sort of practical use. He never had a companion to share his vulnerabilities with. He only had his sick ties to Prime.

Perhaps this means to suggest that Hordak should have started building a new life without the help he received from Entrapta? As if people suffering from mental illness and severe emotional pain should just be able to lift themselves up with zero support and fix their whole lives in a snap.

Ailing people tend to need other people’s support to get through their troubles. Hordak not being able to see new possibilities for his life without Entrapta’s help doesn’t say anything negative about him; all it says is that he needed someone’s support to start healing. Just as the overwhelming majority of people do.

6. Catra wants to be in charge so that others can’t hurt her. Hordak wants to be in charge just so he can “be on top,” and he only regrets what occurs with Prime because it means he is no longer dominant.

Hordak as a warlord is actually a very interesting thing to look at. He fails to act in the way that many enthusiastic, traditional warlord characters do, to the point that he seems less into the ruling and more into the obtainment of Prime’s esteem via conquering a planet to prove his worth. Which is, y’know, what’s happening: Hordak doesn’t care about ruling Etheria. He cares about conquering it so he can present it to Prime and prove that he deserves to live. The full post about that is right here.

If Hordak really cared about ruling something, he would have never bothered wasting all of that time building a portal to get in contact with Prime. He would have focused all of his efforts on conquering Etheria and left it at that. His actions only make sense when one understands that he doesn’t actually care about being a tyrannical lord; he cares about showing his Brother that he’s a good boy.

7. Catra feels regret for her actions; Hordak does not. Catra sees herself as an irredeemable bad person and hates herself. Hordak doesn’t believe he needs to be redeemed and just wants to control everything.

Again, I won’t touch Catra here, because that assessment is valid.

Hordak, however: Hordak literally thinks so little of himself that he believes it his own job to prove to his brother that he shouldn’t have been tossed aside to die. He doesn’t see this as a moral failing on Prime’s part. He doesn’t see it as wrong, that he was thrown away because he got sick. He sees it as a problem that it is his responsibility to fix.

Hordak admits to Entrapta that he has doubts: perhaps Prime was right. Perhaps he, Hordak, is a failure. Perhaps it was okay to send him out to die.

Hordak believes Catra’s lies about Entrapta’s “betrayal” because, Twitter Word of God, he views himself as undeserving of friendship.

Whether Hordak believes himself needing redemption is beside the point: the core of Hordak’s story and character arc has nothing to do with being a morally good person. It has to do with learning, understanding, and internalizing that he has his own value beyond what Horde Prime grants him. It has to do with accepting himself as he is, triumphs and shortcomings alike. It has to do with realizing that he has a right to live with or without Prime’s say-so. 

Moral redemption has nothing to do with it because before Hordak has any hope of learning to respect the rights of others, he has to learn to fight for his own.

Am I done? I think I’m done.

Well. Regrettably, I had to summarize this, so the original poster’s words are not verbatim intact, but I think I got the sense of them! Also regrettably, they will likely not see or respond to this, so that chance for active dialogue is gone. But anyone else can respond if they like, including any antis lurking about the tag. Well; if you can slog through this whole thing!

Anyway, in conclusion: Hordak is a sad bastard man. He has just as many painful personal problems as Catra and will forever have all of my sympathy and kindness because I have decided that he deserves it. So there.

[perfectharmonyloveschaos]

Umbrella Academy Season 2 Titles Analysis

Just a forewarning I ramble for a lot of this but HOLY HECK I AM EXCITED FOR SEASON 2 AND MY BRAIN RAN WITH THESE NEW TITLES AND IT IS NEARLY 4AM SO IGNORE ME IF YA WANT I DON’T CARE ENJOY

Episode 1: “Right Back Where We Started”

Not much to be said other than I don’t think this title is meant to be taken literally. From what has been revealed I’m assuming this episode will, as the title states, show us how the characters have reverted back to their old ways or as much as they can given the circumstances. Separated, needing Five’s sudden appearance to bring them together again and using the oncoming apocalypse the react without reacting to their own problems despite it probably causing the apocalypse because these kids need therapy. bad. 

Episode 2:”The Frankel Footage”

This one stumped me due to the fact that google insisted I wanted article after article of a racehorse who was hella fast in 2008 and I just had no clue what he could mean. I started researching, instead, the name Frankel to see whether or not there was anyone important in the 1960′s it could be referring to. The name originated from a German province called Franconia and the name seemed to come from a Jewish family in Vienna, and it seemed to be quite a popular name in America once that family spread across Europe and to the US. I’ve yet to find a person from America with that name who was of any significance during the 60s but I’ll keep looking for now, but other than that I have no idea about this episode.

Episode 3: “The Swedish Job”

At first, I just assumed this episode would highlight either the trio of Swedish Assassins after the Academy and moved along to look at more interesting titles. However, this title didn’t bring up much results when I did research it out of necessity. From what I found, there seemed to be recession in Sweden in 1960-61 which caused a decrease in jobs, but that didn’t seem that important to dedicate an episode title to, so I kept digging. The only other event I could find relating to this title was a robbery of the Swedish Royal jewels and crown back in 2018. but other than that I found nothing that could be linked to the Umbrella Academy in 1960s Dallas, Texas. Any addition to this one would be more than welcome.

Episode 4: “The Majestic 12″

The title suggests a tie-in to Reginald Hargreeves backstory which we were only introduced to late in the first season of show. The ‘Majestic 12′ as they were supposedly called claimed to be an alleged secret group of scientists, military leaders and government officials formed in 1947 by President Truman to help recover and investigate a supposed ‘alien spacecraft’. The concept of this secret group only emerged, however, during the 1980s so I have to assume that this episode will go further in Reginald’s alien backstory and his possible connection to the unique 43 births of October 1st, 1989.

Episode 5: “Valhalla”

This episode’s title suggests further exploration of Klaus and his powers over death, as well as the possible emergence of his other powers from the comics such as Telekinesis and Levitation.’Valhalla’, from Norse Mythology, was a realm where  half of the warriors who died in battle would go to dine with Odin and stay with him until he was of need of them by the time of Ragnarök. This “hall of the slain”, as it was roughly translated, definitely holds ties to Klaus and perhaps even Reginald Hargreeves himself as a similar figure to Odin with his infamous monocle and his future knowledge of the impending apocalypse. Whether or not Valhalla actually exists within the Umbrella Academy show universe and can be accessed by Klaus remains to be seen,  but I would not be surprised if Klaus was to die once again in this episode or perhaps at the end of the previous one and reunite with the little girl on the bicycle or even Reginald himself for another talk. Given the fact that fallen warriors arrive here, it would be the perfect place for Klaus to reunite with Dave, but given that he is now in the 1960′s before Dave’s death, I can only assume that will not happen.

Episode 6: “A Light Supper”

My first instinct for this title, given the seemingly play on words of the gospel account of ‘The Last Supper’ before Jesus was betrayed and crucified, suggested a further connection to Klaus and his connection to death and all-seeing fathers. Whether or not this episode features a betrayal or sacrifice, however, remains to be seen  but could hold significant ties to the previous episode and the state of Klaus’ powers.

Episode 7: “OGA for OGA”

From what I could find, an OGA can mean an ‘Other Government Agency’ which is a euphemism by non-military government offices for military offices or when such military offices refer to the CIA/FBI overseas. It can also be a charge of ‘Obstructing Government Administration’ when someone interferes (with violence/force/intimidation or anything physical really) with a public servant doing their duties. I can only assume that either or these meanings are connected in some way, but other than that I have no idea. Given that it’s military lingo, I can only assume it’s connected to Klaus and Dave in someway due to them being the only characters with a militant past.

Episode 8: “The Seven Stages”

The title of this episode brings to mind two possible connections with the ‘seven stages of grief’ and the ‘seven stages of life’ both possibly being reference. Both deal with opposing things but end with death as a finality; the seventh stages in both – in life it is dotage and death, while in grief it is acceptance or hope. Both of these connections hint back at my previous understandings of episodes 5 and 6, continuing to link towards the theme of death most commonly associated with Shakespeare’s poem “The Seven Ages of Man” detailing the passage through life. However, this title addresses all of the stages so I can’t exactly determine which it could fall under.

Episode 9: “743″

This episodes title suggests that it will centre being about Vanya, Klaus and Allison specifically. While this could be assumed to be the episode where these three are shown to be hanging out at the saloon in which Klaus’ hair and beard have been cut and we see him barefoot much like he is in the comics, whether or not these three specifically have a large role this season compared to Luther, Diego, Five and Ben remains to be seen. They seem to be the ones both adapting the best to their new lives in the 60s both in fashion and adjusting to the time, it would also be an exceedingly difficult time to them especially. Allison, because she is a black woman who must now adapt to a far more racist society than back in 2019 as well as exist in a time of racial discrimination and the fight for civil rights. Klaus, because he is struggling to become sober from constant drug use and now finds himself both in a time where everyone used drugs for pleasure and society was far more open towards it making keeping clean far harder, as well being a pansexual man who freely disregards gender roles and keeps his sexual and gender expression open for all to see nearly a decade (if we assume he arrived first with Ben in 1960) before the Stonewall Riots. And Vanya, as a emotionally stunned woman who spent most of her life forced not to feel due to Reginald’s pills who may or may not be also dealing with her own sexuality and learning to control her dangerous powers in a time when the Cold War was still occurring and tension between America and Russia, which judging from her name she may have been born in, was close to starting nuclear war. How each of these characters come into play may explore more with their powers and how the newest characters set to appear in this season seem to be possibly connected to them (we see Sissy in a car with Vanya, Raymond is a black man living within the 60’s who may help Allison come to grips with the change of the society she grew up in and Lila definitely sounds like someone Klaus would’ve gotten along with in the past) may heavily impact the finale. Another stray thought that entered my head while writing this was the fact that Klaus and Allison were placed together, similar to the theory that Klaus (and Ben by proxy if he is still dead) and Allison arrived first in the 1960s and seemed to be one of the first of the siblings to greet one another in the pilot of the show aside from Allison hugging Vanya and snapping at Diego for claiming that Vanya didn’t belong there after releasing her book. As well as that, both Vanya and Klaus were both locked away because of there powers by Reginald, and both have used drugs (while unintentionally by Vanya) to dampen their powers. These three characters share a closeness with one another that isn’t there with the rest of the family, aside from possibly Klaus’ friendship with Ben through being the only one to see him and Diego comforting Klaus late into the first season. So, I have to wonder given their numbers and Klaus’ growing powers, as well as Allison’s healed throat, whether or not Number 3 and Number 4 could take on and overpower Number 7? Whether or not the reference to their numbers have any importance, I don’t know, but it seemed worth a mention.

Episode 10: “The End of Something”

The title, after some research, could possibly be referring to the short story of the same name by Ernest Hemingway, detailing the collapse of a small town through the loss of it’s mill and how that loss reflected the characters’ relationships with each other and their environment. This story is based around the ideas of commitment and independence, tradition and modernity and how each of these combat one another. These themes, if to be shared with the story of the Umbrella Academy, would seem to hint at a conflict of interest between the family themselves and the possible rift forming between them. The relationship between the family, Luther and Allison, Klaus and Ben or Diego, Vanya and Luther… each of these have shown these themes and the battle between them throughout the first season. Luther wished to be the leader, to continue what their father wanted but the rest of them wish to move on from their trauma while Allison wanted to help Vanya and not commit the same cruel imprisonment that their father did. Klaus wanted to stay within the safety of his drug addiction keeping the ghosts at bay while Diego and Ben pushed for him to get clean. Vanya pushed to be accepted by the family while none of them knew how after how their father manipulated their childhood to lock Vanya out. The ambiguity of the title makes me thing as though the ‘something’ we are think will end is not the ‘something’ that will actually end, say their time in the past or the 60’s themselves with the death of JFK and Martin Luther King Jr. My first instinct is that, given how we saw the last episode seem to highlight Allison, Klaus and Vanya makes me think that perhaps the ‘something’ may be the Academy itself. Not in a physical sense, like them dying, but rather their bonds are the ‘something’ that end and these three are manipulated or convinced to leave the academy in order to find their own way and focus on themselves and their powers. Much of season 1 focused on specific relationships; Allison with Luther, Klaus with Ben/Diego, Vanya with Five/Allison. I can see these three growing into their powers and becoming more powerful as the season goes, pushing away from the rest of the family and perhaps into their new allies in order to escape the trauma of their pasts in order to create a new future. Whether or not this will happen, and the season ends with the Academy, the Hargreeves family splitting apart and ‘ending’ remains to be seen, but that’s my pre-season release interpretation of it based on the little we know.