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halloawhatisthis · 5 months
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gender-trash · 7 months
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me, half-asleep and yet trying to groggily explain Willie's Lady to my dad: urgh whats the name of that isolate language that's spoken in france...
my dad: what is an isolate language
me: those people that live in france... and speak an isolate language... 's not related to proto-indo-european, 's not in any language family...
my dad: basque??
me: YEAH! BASQUE! so the tune is -- well, according to wikipedia the tune is from this basque drinking song called son ar chistr... so it has more... buh........ more syncopation than you generally get in, like, english folk ballads. wait i have a phone i can play you music on my phone
my dad: ah yes i see. can we please go to bed now
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cinemaocd · 3 months
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Jenny's ongoing list of films watched 2024
January
RRR (2023)*
Peter's Friends (1992)*
The Lady Eve (1941)
How to Get a Head in Advertising (1988)*
High Fidelity (2000)
Frieda (1947)*
Oh...Rosalinda! (1955)
The Quick and the Dead (1995)*
The Barefoot Contessa (1954)*
The Life and Death of Col. Blimp (1943) Commentary Track (2012)*
Rhubarb (1951)*
The Birds (1963)*
House of Yes (1997)*
Cassandra Cat (1963)*
Foreign Correspondent (1940)
The Long Goodbye (1973)
Night of the Comet (1984)
The Day the Earth Caught Fire (1961)*
For Me and My Gal (1942)*
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
The Small, Back Room (1949)
House of Games (1987)
Water (1985)*
The Ballad of John and Yoko (2023)*
The Meaning of Life (1983)
Track 29 (1988)*
*New to me
Thoughts on the New to Me films:
New Year's Eve we watched RRR, a lot of fun, energetic, bright and action-packed. I enjoyed the way that little attention was given to the British characters. They were straight up villains in ill fitting ahistorical costumes, kind of like the way Indian/Asian characters are treated in Western films most of the time...$$$
New Year's Day we watched Peter's Friends, a drama/comedy from the early 90s starring all of the famous Cambridge Footlights. Big Chill-ish film set in a country house over the Christmas holidays. $$$
How to Get a Head in Advertising was weird and also really good. Had a similar vibe to Withnail and I (possibly because of Richard E. Grant, but also possibly the mixture of the surreal with the realistic). Quite stage-y in some ways but clever and savage in it's satire of life in the 80s. $$$
Frieda: Oh I loved this! Weird World War II melodrama about a German girl marrying a British boy and all the trouble it causes with his complex family situation. Such a stellar cast including the late, great Glynnis Johns. $$$$
The Quick and the Dead: I set my expectations quite low for this and was pleasantly surprised. I liked Sam Raimi's comic book-y take on gunfighters and esp. loved Sharon Stone's character. We love to see a female action hero with no love interest. A nice twist on the Man with no Name trope. Excellent cast as well with Russell Crowe, Gene Hackman, Roy Scheider and Woody Stroud in his final film. $$$
The Barefoot Contessa: Joseph Mankewitcz is one of the geniuses of old Hollywood but this ain't it, chief. Just kind of all of the place melodrama that makes no sense and relies too much on Ava Gardner looking amazing in technicolor in the South of France. A bit of a commentary on Grace Kelly who a few years earlier married minor royalty on the Riviera. Even Rossano Brazzi can't save this mess for me. $
Rhubarb: Two genres I usually kind of hate (family-friendly animal centered film, sports film) combined into one and it's actually a lot of fun. Ray Milland and a bunch of classic character actors as the baseball team (also Leonard Nemoy has a tiny part as a mobster) in this slight/ predictable romp. $$
The Birds: Woah, shit this was good. I should have known. Amazing tension created and Hitchcock just sells the surreal horror with lots of rear projection...so. much. rear. projection. $$$
House of Yes: How about House of NOPE. Ugh what a mess this was. Some good performances and intriguing story, but it was very stagey and I don't know why the 90s couldn't make a story about adult children and their parents without reducing everyone to cliches and stereotypes but this and Six Degrees of Separation are definitely guilty of that, but the latter is just a better film. $
Cassandra Cat: Takes a long time to get to the cat which given that this was a family film from the 60s might be a problem for some viewers, expecting a more cat-centric movie. Interesting riff on fairy tales from the Czech New Wave. Beautiful Demy-esque technicolor and settings make this 60s nonsense fly by. $$
The Day the Earth Caught Fire: 60s nuclear panic disaster film that really just shows the earth as it is now in the throws of global warming. Yikes. Thoughtfully written and well acted by a bunch of folks I'd never heard of. $$
For Me and My Gal: Directed by Busby Berkley and starring Gene Kelly and Judy Garland and set in the 1920s on the Vaudeville circuit, I was expecting a lot more fun, dancing, color, costumes etc. This is actually more of a black and white war time melodrama with some music shoved into it and the dancing is very rudimentary. (I think this is probably because Garland esp. at this stage wasn't in the same league with Gene Kelly and I think it would have been too noticable...). Filmed at the entry of America into WW2 this was quite a deliberate propaganda piece. $$
TLADOCB Commentary: I've watched this movie 20 times at least but the commentary really made me think about a bunch of things differently. Can't say I recommend unless you are fanatic though as it's obviously pieced together from interviews Michael Powell and Martin Scorcese $$
Water (1985): If you smoke the exact right strain of sativa and ignore some of the more dated aspects of this 80s comedy, that reads as if Local Hero were a Cheech and Chong film--this is a total classic. Irreverent Michael Caine just straight up breaking character the minute he turns into a guerilla fighter in the jungle and being far too competent and cool, and then snapping back to sweetly shy, inept British Civil Servant, finding he actually loves his hated backwater post (the invent Casara part Caribbean, part Devon Jurassic Coast) while having to actually do his job. Political satire and fully both barrels to Maggie Thatcher and Reagan. Good on em. Filmed in St. Lucia, the movie has a zany heart and little taste, hoovering up vast quantities of competent TV players from my youth: Herman Munster and Reginald Perrin to name but two. Awkward love story and some uneven acting from Valerie Perrin and Brenda Vaccaro. I enjoyed myself, heartily, anyway. $$$
The Ballad of John and Yoko: Technically a video essay with amazing production values (the licensing alone was epic) dragging together disparate topics around the central theme of women being blamed for bad things happening to infantalized male geniuses. Is it the most coherent argument? No. Does it absolutely tap into many unexpressed or implied ideas that have been floating around since me too? Absolutely. $$
Track 29: This was some of the worst casting I've ever seen in a film. When I think of Texas nurse who is into trains and spanking, I don't automatically think of comedian Sandra Bernhardt. When I think of an actress of that era who was old enough to play Gary Oldman's mother, I don't think of Theresa Russell who is the same age as Oldman and looked every bit as young as he did in the film. Maybe that was the point? I'm not sure. The story was weird, like a Southern Gothic melodrama/black comedy ala Flannery O'Connor, but there was something off about the whole thing.
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fridka · 1 year
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Every year I try and avoid any Eurovision spoilers until the event itself, but I have finally listened to all songs and I have OPINIONS
so keep in mind these are all rather fresh opinions, and some of these songs might grow on me or lose their appeal over time.
Anyway my thoughts on each song under the cut‼️
Albania - Duje - Albina & Familja Kelmendi
I want to like this a lot more than I do. It’s sweet that she’s singing with her family(I think??) and the instrumentals are nice, but it’s all just a bit much.
Armenia - Future Lover - Brunette
Wtf are these lyrics. Wtf is this whole song. This is a front runner? I don’t get it
Australia - Promise - Voyager
YEA THIS IS MY SHIT. First verse I thought was kinda meh but then that chorus hit. I cannot see this win just bc of how eurovision is, but I’ll be checking out more of their stuff. Plus the guitarist is 💖💖
Austria - Who the hell is Edgar? - TEYA & Salena
This song got spoiled for me, but i don’t care because I love it. The lyrics, the opera, the dig at Spotify. Queens.
Azerbaijan - Tell me More - TuralTuranX
I can’t lie i kinda love this one. It’s just kinda awkward and the rap is PRETTY BAD but in this really endearing and charming way. They’re just a couple of guys 🥺
Belgium - Because of You - Gustaph
THIS IS MY SHIT. People don’t like this one? Why it’s amazing. The backup singers, the Lady Miss Kier reference, the nostalgia. I’m not gonna dare hope that this can win, but I want it to qualify so bad
Croatia - Mama Šč!
Oh boy. This one I knew I had to look into because I knew it was gonna be either extremely dumb or extremely political, and thankfully it was the latter. I still think the song is a complete mess but I kinda fucking love this.
Cyprus - Break a Broken Heart - Andrew Lambrou
It’s just a nice song. In a weaker year I think I’d like this a lot more, but as it is it sort of fades next to some of the other entries
Czechia - My Sister’s Crown - Vesna
I LOVE THIS ONE I WANT THEM TO WIN. At first I wasn’t sure about the English parts because it reminded me of Toy (which I really didn’t like), but this has grown on me so much. And the performance. The part with the hand signal for help. Fucking CHILLS. Plus the fashion in the music video, so good
Denmark - Breaking my Heart - Reiley
Den er ikke ligefrem min kop te, og han ligner en der er blevet skabt i et laboratorie i et forsøg på at lave den perfekte tiktoker. Men danmark sender altid noget bras så det er vel on brand :B
Estonia - Bridges - Alika
I’m biased against ballads, and this one sure was a ballad.
Finland - Cha Cha Cha - Käärijä
I LOVE THIS ONE AND I WANT HIM TO WIN. As someone who has social anxiety and who uses to party a lot, the lyrics were oddly relatable lmao. Plus the performance. The shirt the d a n c e
France - Évidemment - La Zarra
SO PERFECT. SO FRENCH. SHE IS GORGEOUS AND I WANT HER TO WIN
Georgia - Echo - Iru
??? The lyrics? Was this song written by ai? It’s painfully awkward and uh.. I think I hate this one
Germany - Blood and Glitter - Lord of the Lost
I think Lordi are iconic so I thought I was gonna love this one, but I kinda don’t. It’s.. a bit boring to be honest?
Greece - What they Say - Victor Vernicos
Yeah these lyrics are way too whiny for me
Iceland - Power - Diljá
It’s just alright. I don’t like it as much as many others seem to do. It’s not bad it’s also just not making much of an impression
Ireland - We are One - Wild Youth
(I can say the following because I lived in Ireland for the better part of a decade) Ireland is an amazing country and has such a rich culture and history to draw from, and yet they always just send boring garbage. I’m sorry but this one is trash, and your man looked so uncomfortable in that outfit
Israel - Unicorn - Noa Kirel
I don’t get it. Am I too old for this? I feel like I am. This song is a complete mess to me but people love it??
Italy - Due Vite - Marco Mengoni
It’s another one of those entries that’s just Some Guy. Nice voice and beautiful language, kinda boring tho
Latvia - Aijā - Sudden Light
Could have been good but it needed more power imo. Another adorable guitarist tho 🥺
Lithuania - Stay - Monika Linkyté
I don’t really know what to say about this one. Very eh
Malta - Dance - The Busker
NOW THIS ONE MAKES ME MAD, THEY SHOULD HAVE QUALIFIED 100%. It’s not quite winner material for me but there is no way they didn’t deserve a spot in the finals over some of the other crap
Moldova - Soarele si Luna - Pasha Parfeni
I usually like (or at least am entertained by) what Moldova puts out and this year is is no exception. This is a capital E Eurovision song, super theatrical and I love it.
Netherlands - Burning Daylight - Mia Nicolai & Dion Cooper
I like it as a normal song, but not really as a eurovision song, if that makes sense? I also don’t think his vocals could match hers at all
Norway - Queen of Kings - Alessandra
This is such a Norway entry 💖 there are other songs I like more but definitely deserves to place high. That whistle note
Poland - Blanka - Solo
Oh boy okay so I looked into this one and apparently there was another song people wanted to win, but the Polish government didn’t approve of it so they had the competition rigged and gave her the win? And I’m assuming she’s some dumb influencer or something? Anyway this song blows, Jann was robbed
Portugal - Ai Coraçäo - Mimicat
I like this as a performance only. She is kinda a babe, but the song itself is whatever
Romania - D.G.T - Theodor Andrei
This one is AMAZINGLY BAD. “Take off your clothes step on me” he sings with a super out of place anti-war message sharpied on his chest, while disinterested half naked women walk about the stage looking totally checked out. I love it
San Marino - Like an Animal - Piqued Jacks
Oh these lyrics suck ass as well. I got butterflies in my ears. Pure poetry
Serbia - Sami Mi Se Spava - Luke Black
At first this one was a little too silly for me, since I assumed it was just an edgy song about video games, but it’s grown a lot on me after learning what it’s about.
Slovenia - Carpe Diem - Joker out
Yea this one is legit. This isn’t exactly what I want in a eurovision song, but just as a song this is great stuff. That guitar riff in particular.
Spain - Eaea - Blanca Paloma
I think this one is… interesting, and I think it deserves a spot in the finals, but I wouldn’t exactly call it good.
Sweden - Loreen - Tattoo
Oh my god, okay so probably my most controversial opinion here. I don’t care for Loreen. I didn’t care for her in 2012 and I do not care for her now. I’m obviously not gonna try and argue that she’s not an incredibly talented singer, but I just can’t deal with the terrible enunciation or the annoying interpretative dance. And yea it’s gonna be so disappointing if she wins. Sorry
Switzerland - Watergun - Remo Forrer
Borderline disrespectful and incredibly eyeroll worthy, but regretfully it gets a bit catchy in the second half.
Ukraine - Heart of Steel - Tvorchi
It’s not nice to be all “yeah I know you guys are getting invaded and all, but your entry for silly song contest sucks”, so fortunately I don’t have to do that because I genuinely like this. Kinda reminds me of something from an LCS cinematic. I wish the whole thing was in Ukrainian though
UK - I wrote a Song - Mae Muller - I am biased against UK entries, but this one is fun. Not winner material for me, but deserves to at least make the finals
Overall I think this is a pretty solid year, definitely better than the last couple ones. There’s some really fucking good entries, and a lot of the bad ones are bad in an entertaining way.
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sightkeeper · 1 year
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First time every actually watching Eurovision! I took notes because I did not trust my memory of who was who:
Austria - Edgar Allen Poe (funny) Portugal - Gossamer dress good energy
Switzerland - soldier ballad (meh)
Poland - Solo Tropical Brittany (catchy)
Serbia - SciFi theme bland music 
France - pretty lady on a pretty horse, song forgettable
Cyprus - Pretty boy singing another generic ballad
Spain - They definitely had a vision
Sweden - I LIKE THE CLAWS, (isn’t this an older song?)
Albania - I like lead’s costume, forgot the song as soon as it started
Italy - Really like his voice, supposed to be inspirational? (why trampoline extras)
Estonia - ghost piano, Elsa??, super pretty voice
Finland - ALRIGHT BRINGING IT BACK, HUMAN CENTIPEDE??, CRYING WTF I LOVE IT
Czechia - I feel the lead wasn’t super strong, visuals were fun though, ponytail horror
Australia - synthwave car, visuals are way more intense than the song, SAVED IT WITH METAL
Belgium - WORK IT YAS, very fun and cool visuals, the fuck are those pants, top next to finland
Armenia - thank goodness is had a pace pickup, but not enough to save it, cool costume though
Moldova - Eye of sauron mf, great energy, FLUTIST DRAGON
Ukraine - terminator matrix, man work those screens, just a good song
Norway - haunting start, VOICE SO GOOD, rave witch queen I love her, WOW HIGH
Germany - just thank you Germany, costumes and vocals so fucking killer
Lithuania - pretty song and visuals, kinda forgettable though
Israel - Go unicorns! I guess, solid song, don’t know why it cracked me up
Slovania - good song, 70s heartthrob
Croatia - THAT SURE WAS SOMETHING, UNFORGETTABLE 
UK - this song had no chance after the last one
And watching the results, SWEDEN HOW, but at least I liked Sweden even if it’s a lukewarm yay, we all know the real winner was Finland, and I am a Norway stan it’s official
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aprilskyforever · 1 year
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Henny ranks Eurovision 2023 - before the show
i’m kinda late with this this year, i admit. reasons? I guess I can say i’ve been busy, but it’s not all, truth is i’m not that engaged about this year actually... of course there are songs i love, but it’s not a year where i struggle to make a top 10 you know? anyway. enough negativity. let’s take a look, shall we? oh and please not that the songs are not in a certain order within each category.
category: can’t we have two winners please?
Sweden - yeah i’m in my patriotic era again. this is euphoria chapter two, in a good way, and it’d be so cool if she won purely from a statistic point of view... howEVER........ 
Finland - wouldn’t it just be great with a winner that was... a little rough around the edges? dirty, gritty, would scare your grandma only to later make her nod and say it’s quite a bop afterall? and it’d be the proper reward for finland who has brought their absolut a-game to their national final for the past few years - even though they’ve in my opinion picked the wrong winner from it. until this year that is. yeah, i think i’d like that.
category: added to my playlist and played frequently
Norway - mgp really stepped up their game as well this year and sometimes i even question if queen of kings is my winner from it (there’s tresko, ekko inni meg, love you in a dream etc etc) but my god it just goes so hard doesn’t it? although WHEN are they putting the version with the intro on spotify?? WHEN!!
Slovenia - you know sometimes i forget carpe diem is a eurovision entry because it just sounds like something i’d hear from an average band in my library?? idk how else to describe it. i just love it. and i love THEM. bojan’s charisma is.... sigh
Austria - it bops and it’s so CLEVER i love it
Serbia - hello??? i’m obsessed
Portugal - as soon as the beat kicked in on my first listen i was hooked. it’s flawless. and it’s the first portugese entry i’ve been really engaged in since.... uh... i started watching?? obviously i’ve liked entries from them but i haven’t really cared. this time i do.
Czechia - go ladies go!! i really hope this will be as epic on stage as in the mv. please please please
Malta - this is a sort of recent obsession, i didn’t really get it right after the nf, so we’ll see how long this lasts but i’m always having fun listening to it
category: also in my playlist but not as frequent
Estonia - it’s beautiful! but maybe not so original. my winner of eesti laul was meelik /:
Switzerland - i actually don’t mind the lyrics and i love the chord intervals in the chorus
Croatia - chaotic fun. and sticks to your brain like glue. mamaaaa kupila traktora... SC!
United Kingdom - this song was like a bubble gum. lovely and fun the first few listens but i got tired of it kinda quickly, sadly
category: i can recognize the talent here but i guess it’s just not for me?
Latvia - i’ve seen so many people hyping this and everytime i listen it’s like yeah this is good! and then i don’t feel the urge to listen again
Spain - yeah the performance was captivating but... that’s where it ends for me
Italy - it’s nothing Wrong with the song itself but it didn’t grab me and i had so many other options from sanremo i’d rather see here than Another Male Italian Ballad and this time by a returning artist on top of it so uhhhh yeah
France - i’ve listened to la zarra before the contest so i had some hopes for her and they were not fulfilled )): i like the disco beat and the last chorus - because that’s when everything finally reaches a fullness it should have reached WAY earlier in the song. do you feel me?
Moldova - you know i think i just need a few more listens to this and i’ll get around to it
Ukraine - don’t have much to say about it but it’s alright!
Georgia - this is that kind of song that you only hear in eurovision but when you do you absolutely love it and she does have very impressive vocals, i gotta say
category: they’re fine i guess/i don’t care!!!!!!/no that’s definitely not for me
Belgium - song is kinda catchy i’m ngl. but i cannnnnNOT cope with his styling.
Azerbaijan - it’s cute! that’s about it
Albania - i’ve listened to this exactly once and it was alright but nothing core shaking you know?
Netherlands - this one i think is alright everytime i hear it and then i immediately forget how it goes after it’s done. i couldn’t sing it back to you know matter how i tried honestly
Denmark - yeah it’s fine
Cyprus - i don’t caaaare i don’t care it’s alright but i don’t caaare
Lithuania - ehhhhh why couldn’t we have had beatrich instead ):
Germany - i guess i see why people like it but yeah no this is Not my thing at all
Australia - same with this
Armenia - this could go in the other category above here but.. i don’t like it enough actually
Iceland - yeah no. i don’t get it
Greece - for the love of god couldn’t someone have paired him up with an experienced songwriter and/or producer here because there are many great ideas but they just sound like a mess? it sounds so unfinished?? and i think i really would’ve liked this if it just sounded more... polished. worked on.
Israel - again a mess of a song with too many ideas in it and a very weird build. can’t get around to it
category: good god no
Ireland - someone asked an ai to write the most generic song ever and this is what we got
Romania - dude. bro. no.
Poland - this could’ve been a very basic but somewhat ok entry had there just not been the whole story with how it was picked and what kind of person she is
San Marino - this song feels like a threat. and WHAT is with the singer’s posture?? STAND UP STRAIGHT jesus christ
and there we have it! how much do we agree?
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nb2000 · 1 year
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My Eurovision List 2023
A mostly strong year with only a few clunkers. We're moving away from the ballads, minimal staging and basic black-and-white that plagued the 2010s and I couldn't be happier.
My shortlist is Finland, Sweden and Australia (the long shot).
Every year I make a list to help myself remember the entries during voting and results. I'm getting better at remembering who performed what but it's a long night, and it's a tradition at this point.
The Entries:
Austria: POE POE POE!
Portugal: Muppet Skin Dress
Switzerland: Resistance Band Dancers
Poland: The Power of Nepotism
Serbia: Goths Need Sleep Too
France: Lighthouse Lady Gaga
Cyprus: 3 out of 4 Elements Ain’t Bad
Spain: Stylish Cult Ritual
Sweden: The Sandwich Press
Albania: A Very Goth Family Outing
Italy: TRAMAMPOLINE!
Estonia: BURN YOUR PIANO!
Finland: Rave In a Box
Czechia: Hair Whip Convent
Australia: A Wild Rock Band Appears!
Belgium: Confusing Trousers
Armenia: Pink Swirls
Moldova: Solar Ritual
Ukraine: Heart Of The Terminator
Norway: Lady Loki
Germany: Blood & Glitter!
Lithuania: Healing Circles
Israel: Needed A Giant Unicorn
Slovenia: Mum’s Blouse 
Croatia: Acid Village People
United Kingdom: Nice Suit
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une-sanz-pluis · 1 year
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The secret Suffolk himself threatened to expose to the public (and intimated by his speeches in parliament) was that he had not acted alone — much of the nobility had lent their support to the truce negotiations with France, and Suffolk was not solely to blame for the fiasco in Normandy. So the duke was saved by the king, and sent into exile for five years. (Perhaps the greater secret was Henry VI’s incapacity to rule, clearly apparent to those at the centre.) The night before he set out for the continent, Suffolk, who was married to Alice Chaucer, granddaughter of the poet, wrote to their seven-year-old son in loving terms — this letter too is preserved in the Paston letters. He instructed his son John "to be trewe liege man in hert, in wille, in thought, in dede, unto the Kyng…to whom bothe ye and I been so moche bounde to…" and "to love, to worshepe youre lady and moder, and also that ye obey alwey hyr commaundements, and to beleve hyr councelles and advises in alle youre werks". Private correspondence, particularly to someone of Suffolk’s station, was one of courtesy and intimacy, as too was the world of poetry in which he was also immersed through his friendship with Charles d’Orleans. Thus how alien this world of public writing with its slanderous attacks must have seemed to him, one which seemed deliberately to parody the ballades and roundels of the aristocratic world. But isn’t this is what tabloids do? They parody both elite and middlebrow forms of communication.
Clementine Oliver, "Murdered in the Tabloids: Billposting and the Destruction of the Duke of Suffolk in 1450". Anales de la Universidad de Alicante. Historia Medieval, N. 19 (2015-2016)
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A playlist for the equivalent of the sequence where Francis thinks Richard and Sibylla have drowned (through to the revelations at Calais if you want) please.
My god you're evil Katherine <3
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Nothing but the Cathartic
A band AU playlist for a six hour hungover drive through the night to confirm whether the relatives you keep trying to estrange yourself from, who you actually love beyond words, have drowned*
1) Kate Bush - Watching You Without Me 2) Joan Baez - House Carpenter 3) Jean-Roger Caussimon - La Manche 4) The Watersons - Idumea 5) John Lennon - Mother 6) Lady Maisery - The Changeling's Lullaby 7) Sily Sisters - Burning of Auchindoon 8) Anne Briggs - Lowlands 9) Justin Hayward & John Lodge - My Brother 10) Maddy Prior & Tim Hart - I Live Not Where I Love 11) Joni Mitchell [Morgan James, because Spotify] - The Last Time I Saw Richard 12) Pentangle - Lyke-Wake Dirge 13) Nic Jones - Isle of France 14) Rani Arbo & Daisy Mayhem - Crossing the Bar 15) Charles Trenet - La Mer
'Then all the more credit to you,' said Erskine, seating himself, 'for entertaining such strong family feelings. We heard of your ride. I trust you are now quite rested after it.' The young man's mouth opened. 'The ride!' He sat down. 'My dear sir, the ride was nothing but the cathartic. It was the banquet at the Hôtel de Ville that did for me.'
*n.b. for a real hungover night drive you should a) let Archie drive and b) choose louder songs to keep you awake
I know I should be posting the celebrating-Thatcher’s-demise playlist today, but that one isn’t ready, so you get a miserable mourning one instead whoops
1) This is from The Ninth Wave, the B-side of Hounds of Love about a woman lost at sea. It's her pov on her relatives waiting for her to return - so the reverse of Francis imagining Sibylla and Richard are dead, but Sibylla wants to see what he's like imaging Richard's dead, and in terms of the misunderstandings and not-hearing-each-others it seems fitting for the fmaily at this point. 2) A folk song about a woman who had an affair with some devil (also known as The Demon Lover), is later persuaded by him to leave her husband and child and then drowns at sea when he deliberately sinks their ship. Not that I think any of this applies to Sibylla, but atmospherically I think Francis, who is not currently certain of his past, would find it fittingly painful. 3) Don't @ me I couldn't find a transcript of the lyrics and my French isn't good enough to know that it fits exactly, but it sounds good for the kind of crooner FRC was, for the soundtrack to Sibylla's past in France, and obviously La Manche is the French name for the English Channel. 4) A sacred harp song re-introduced to the UK by the Watersons, it's just a great mourning song. 5) If the lyrics to this seem unfair to Francis, Sibylla and FRC, or even overly kind on Gavin, then just think about how much misunderstanding there is between everyone, how much distrust there is and how much isn't being said that needs to be said at this point of the story. 6) Ok, this is one modern folk song I allowed myself because I thought it fitted Francis' fears of what he is to Sibylla so well. Plus imagine the way this could be interpreted from Sibylla's pov, knowing who the words are actually referring to: 'Your father says you're not his own nor any child of man's, / But I think you have your father's smile, your father's gentle hands, / And I pray that you will love me like your father used to do, / So hush awhile, my darling, so I might know it's you.' 7) It's really more of a GoK song, but that's emblemetic enough of the tangled Crawford relationships anyway: 'As I came in by Fiddich side on a May morning / Auchindoon was in a blaze an hour before the dawning / Crawing, crawing, for all your crowse crawing / You've burnt your crops and tint your wings / An hour before the dawning.' 8) Drowned lover appears to woman in a dream. Another great angsty ballad. 9) Perhaps on the surface more of a 'Richard about Francis' song, but given the reference to the hand at the bridle when Francis suddenly realises his brother's not dead, it might also be a bit about Francis' idea of Richard when he was young. Plus 'So far / aross a wild and windy sea / So far / That our voices are / Divided by an ocean / An ocean.' 10) Again, technically written as a song for a lover, but I think it still fits Francis' feelings about home and family and his difficult relationship with Scotland and Midculter. 11) Bit on the nose? Mm. 'Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on And all the house lights left up bright. I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want nobody comin' over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way someday Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafés Dark cafés, only a dark cocoon Before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away Only a phase, these dark café days.' 12) It's another banging mourning song from the canon of twentieth century folk revival! 13) The story is of a convict washing up from a shipwreck and being pardoned - you'd imagine Francis would see himself in it to an extent, while also thinking he deserves neither life nor pardon. 14) Another slight anachronism, because Katherine mentioned another recent version (by False Lights), and this is the arrangement that inspired that one. The song, however, is a Tennyson poem, and it had been set to choral music before, so it would sort of be known to Francis. 15) Again, big French crooner from Sibylla's glamour days, imagine her recuperating with this playing in the background as Francis steps into the room to see she's alive, while thinking Richard isn't...
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Eurovision acts:
- Czech Republic: “we are domi”, “lights off”, threesome? Nice outfit, her voice isn’t carrying very well in the song though. Won’t be downloading.
- Romania: WHO DO I CONCENTRATE ON? THE BOOTYLICIOUS LADIES OR THE CROP TOPPED DUDES? is there a song? I don’t know??? Pasi says it’s “bisexuality the song”
- Portugal: Oxenfree soundtrack deleted track? A good song to cry to I suppose
- Finland: JEZEBEL. Other than that, eh.
- Switzerland: eye contact tw. Anyway, it’s a ballad. He’s in a leather coat so it’s not traditional and boring shut up
- France: OH YEAHHHHH, pagan cult vibes. A little bit too repetitive for my likes though, no download (the highest honor and measure to which all esc songs are measured, by me).
- Norway: someone’s furry awakening. Will be downloading just to figure out what is being said.
-Armenia: oh no a ballad. sounds like a song played during the credits of a teen movie
- Italy: ballad? ballad - oh no rapping
- spain: those sure are legs. Catchy though, might download (take a video)
- Netherlands: dadadadada anyway, I do like this type of voice which is in with Dutch female singers atm. Can’t complain. Ballad tho.
- Ukraine: traditional outfits, + lampshade + rapping, anyway I like mixing traditional and modern instruments. No download though.
- Germany: another one for the credits of a teen movie. Sorry but not a eurovision song.
- Lithuania: 20′s  vibe on point but ultimately a bit boring
- Azerbaijan: we’re halfway through and I haven’t thought of anything to say about this yet. He’s on some bleachers. Ballad.
- Belgium: violins, and a bond vibe. Not bad, but not eurovision
- Greece: ballad
- Iceland: now this is the opening, not the credits, of a tv series of some kind
- moldova: FUCK YES HERE WE GOOOOOO, dowload this one future me
- Sweden: some guitars aren’t going to distract me from the fact that this is a ballad
- Australia: again, you’re not fooling me, this is a ballad
- UK: you go funky little thor jesus. not that bad , but a bit boring
- poland: not another one
- serbia: some kind of covid trauma performance? and some latin
- estonia: country song with filter
A very meagre offering this year. Romania, Spain, Moldova, Norway, Ukraine and France stood out, but I’m still not sure which one I would actually like as a winner.
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"“What is a word or phrase that you totally misunderstood as a child?”
When I was young my father said to me: “Knowledge is power, Francis Bacon.” I understood it as “Knowledge is power, France is bacon.” For more than a decade I wondered over the meaning of the second part and what was the surreal linkage between the two. If I said the quote to someone, “Knowledge is power, France is Bacon,” they nodded knowingly. Or someone might say, “Knowledge is power” and I’d finish the quote “France is bacon,” and they wouldn’t look at me like I’d said something very odd, but thoughtfully agree. I did ask a teacher what did “Knowledge is power, France is bacon” mean and got a full 10-minute explanation of the “knowledge is power” bit but nothing on “France is bacon.” When I prompted further explanation by saying “France is bacon?” in a questioning tone, I just got a “yes.” At 12 I didn’t have the confidence to press it further. I just accepted it as something I’d never understand. It wasn’t until years later I saw it written down that the penny dropped.
My other friend Carolyn Givens asked “does this qualify as a mondegreen?” I didn’t know what a mondegreen was, so I went down a rabbit hole...
A mondegreen is a word or phrase that results from a mishearing — often a mishearing of a song lyric. The word mondegreen was coined by the writer Sylvia Wright in a 1954 article in The Atlantic, “The Death of Lady Mondegreen.” As a child, Wright had been fond of a Scottish ballad that included the lines,
They hae slain the Earl Amurray And laid him on the green.
Little Sylvia Wright thought that second line was “And Lady Mondegreen,” which, to be fair, does sound exactly like “And laid him on the green.” Her version of the ballad was twice as tragic as the original, since it involved not only the death of Earl Amurray but also the death of Lady Mondegreen.
Everybody, it seems, has stories of misheard lyrics, often from their childhood. My brother-in-law Tom was six years old when Eddie Money released his hit song, “Two Tickets to Paradise”—or, as Tom heard it, “Two Chickens in Paradise.” I remember what it was like to be little and listening to the radio. People are using figurative language to talk about things you wouldn’t understand even if they were being literal. So you do the best you can. You search around for something you do understand that might have some relationship to the string of sounds you’re hearing. For a literal-minded six-year-old “two chickens in paradise” might not make a lot of sense, but it doesn’t make any less sense than “two tickets to paradise.” Kids are used to repeating things they don’t understand. I used to repeat “I pledge allegiance to the flag” at least five times a week. I don’t know what I thought I was saying; I’m quite sure, however, that I didn’t know what either “pledge” or “allegiance” meant.
I’ve known Elvis Presley’s song “Return to Sender” my whole life. Except that for the first part of my life, I got it in my head that he was singing “Regundazinda.” It’s not that I thought “regundazinda” meant anything; I just concluded it was a nonsense word and quit trying to make meaning out of it. After all, I didn’t waste any time trying to ascertain the meaning of “doo ron ron ron” or “wop boppa loo bop a wop bam boom” either. When I finally learned that the line was really “Return to sender,” I thought, “Yeah, I guess that makes a certain kind of sense too.”
It’s strange, isn’t it, that once you settle on what something means, your mind calcifies around it. I know that the lyric is really “return to sender.” I’ve known it for probably forty years now. But if I were alone and singing to myself, I would almost certainly sing “Regundazinda.” To me that still feels like the original version, the version I knew before the revisionists came along with their new lyrics."
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Rialto, CA-based soul outfit Brainstory will be releasing their Leon Michels-produced sophomore album Sounds Good on Friday through renowned purveyors of soul, Big Crown Records. The album will feature: “Gift of Life,” a lush, old-school, Quiet Storm-like, show-topping ballad built around a shimmering and vibey arrangement featuring fluttering, ethereal flute paired with Kevin Martin’s emotive, falsetto croon and some incredibly catch hooks. While the song see the band pulling from classic soul, psych soul and dub in a way that sounds like it could been released sometime between 1968-1974, “Gift of Life,” manages to feel remarkably modern.  “Listen,” a classic, two-step inducing groove-driven song with shimmering analog synths, an overdrive-fueled guitar solo paired with some dreamy falsetto melodies and harmonies that sounds — to me, at least — as though it could have been been a Mandrill or Isley Brothers B side. The song sees the band’s Kevin Martin encouraging the listener to spend some time enjoying the present moment, because life’s all too short and remarkably fleeting “Peach Optimo,” a slow-burning and summery bit of psych soul anchored around a strutting and wobbling bass line, glistening keys, some funky drum rhythm patterns and an expressive guitar solo paired with some retro-futuristic synths. Seemingly channelling JOVM mainstays Mildlife and L’Eclair, sees the trio diving into the banality and simple pleasures of teenaged suburban life — full of the nostalgia of cul-de-sac hangs and bullshit sessions with the homies. Sounds Good‘s fifth and latest single “XFaded” is a strutting, hook-driven and funky psych soul jam anchored around an arrangement featuring skittering boom bap, a sinuous bass line and squiggling bursts of guitar. According to the trio, the song’s sound was partially inspired by what theft thought a modern day George Clinton/Parliament funk jam would sound like — and by small town life, where getting fucked up is an unofficial/official pastime because there isn’t much else to really do. The slick Leon Michels production paired with the band’s razor sharp yet seemingly effortless performance ironically contrasts the notion of getting sloppy and fucked up but reveals the easy-going chemistry between the trio and producer. The trio are about to embark on a run of headlining Stateside dates and a couple of stops on the global festival circuit, before joining Lady Wray in May for a run of UK and European Union dates. Tour dates are below. BRAINSTORY TOUR DATES Apr 18 Lodge Room – Los Angeles, CA **SOLD OUT Apl 19 The Independent- San Francisco, CA Apr 20 Moe’s Alley – Santa Cruz, CA Apr 21 Pappy & Harriets – Pioneertown, CA  Apr 22 Valley Bar – Phoenix, AZ Apr 23 Love Buzz – El Paso, TX  Apr 25 Tandem – San Antonio, TX  Apr 26 Psych Fest – Austin, TX Apr 27 Norman Music Festival – Norman, OK Apr 29 Sister Bar – Albuquerque, NM  May 01 Larimer Lounge – Denver, CO  May 02 The Atrium – Fort Collins, CO  May 03 DLC – Salt Lake City, UT  May 04 Neurolux – Boise, ID  May 07 High DIve – Seattle, WA  May 08 Mississippi Studios – Portland, OR May 14 Bird, Rotterdam, Netherlands + May 15 Bitterzoet, Amsterdam, Netherland + May 16 Knust – Hamburg, Germany + May 17 Franz Mhelhose – Enfurt, Germany + May 18 Lido – Berlin, Germany + May 20 La Maroquinerie – Paris, France + May 23 Belgrave Music Hall – Leeds, UK + May 24 Lost Horizon – Bristol, UK + May 26 Cross The Tracks Festival – Brockwell Park, UK May 27 Jazz Cafe – London, UK + May 28 The Blues Kitchen – Manchester, UK + May 29 St. Luke’s – Glasgow, Scotland + Jun 08 The Rockaway Hotel – Rockaway, NY + Jul 08 FEQ Festival D’ete De Quebec – Quebec, Canada + notes dates with Lady Wray
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well dear readers it seems that CASSANDRA HERO ROBINSON has been seen preparing for the upcoming season and they go by LADY ROBINSON. it’s been said that they resemble ANYA TAYLOR JOY but we can’t see it, although we noticed they have reached the age of TWENTY FOUR. whenever we see them we are quickly reminded of BOTTLES OF CHAMPAGNE IMPORTED FROM FRANCE, COLORFUL SKIRTS HITCHED JUST A TAD TOO HIGH, MOUNTAINS OF BOOKS IN THE HALLWAY, BLUE STOCKINGS, TALKING OF ART AND POETRY WELL INTO THE NIGHT. we can’t wait to see them make their way through this season.
basics:
full name:  cassandra hero robinson
nicknames:  has gained the moniker of lady disdain in artistic circles, a cheeky reference to both shakespeare and her temperament 
full title: baroness berwick, of wilderhope hall, referred to as lady robinson
gender:  cis woman
pronouns:  she/her
sexuality:  bisexual
age: twenty four
date of birth:  january 6, 1789
current residence:  13 hill street, a fashionable townhouse sitting proudly in mayfair
family seat: wilderhope hall, shropshire
other residences: 16 royal crescent, in bath.
inspiration: beatrice (much ado about nothing), emma woodhouse (emma), elizabeth montagu
appearance:
faceclaim:  anya taylor joy
height:  170cm
eyes:  big hazel eyes 
hair:  brilliant blonde, that falls in cascades down her back, though she wears it up in fashionable tight curls 
style:  hero is a very fashionable person, always going to the modiste to get new dresses. her outfits are always filled with frills and laces and embroideries, shoes that match her gloves and bonet.
personality:
traits:  clever, determined, self-centred, stubborn, feisty, witty, sharp, occasionally mischievous and scheming 
hobbies:  loves shuttlecock (aka badminton), archery, and various card games. is always reading or writing something and frequently goes to the theatre and opera. likes drawing but is horrible at it.
skills:  fluent in french, german, classical latin and ancient greek. is a very talented pianist (though she prefers the harpsichord) and singer.
family:
mother:  hannah robinson, well known as the writer of many philosophy books and treatises for the equality of women (think mary wollstonecraft). deceased
father:  george robinson, the former baron berwick. deceased
siblings:  her twin, hector george robinson. deceased
pets:  an extremely fat and spoiled orange tabby called milton
close relatives:  her maternal uncle, a renowed doctor in london, and her cousin
favourites:
afternoon tea treat:  marzipan candy from fortnum and mason
time of the day: well into the night, when most of london is asleep but the parties are just getting started
weather:  the sunny but cool and slightly wet beginning of spring
breakfast food:  bath buns
colours:  pale blue, lilac
books: lyrical ballads, by william wordsworth; the mysteries of udolpho by ann radcliffe; a vindication of the rights of woman by mary wollstonecraft; as you like it by william shakespeare
history:
hannah and george robinson were quite remarkable people, if not remarkable parents. george, the baron berwick, was the heir to numerous coal mines, rents and estates, while hannah came from a respectable but impoverished family. they shared a love of science and philosophy, and the marriage was less of a great love affair and more of a rational means to an end. hannah could write her papers and host like-minded society people and george could keep the reputation of a family man while fooling around with a string of footmen. 
cassandra was born during a snowstorm, ten minutes after her twin brother, hector (their parents were, after all, avid students of ancient greek). having satisfactory filled their duties, hannah and george let the children to be raised by a string of nurses, tutors, and their uncle, who often hosted his niece and nephew for extended stays in london. from a very young age, cassandra excelled in everything her tutors taught her, from latin to science, literature and politics. hector, on the other hand, was more than happy to hide from his tutors and stay most days playing in the garden. even then, the twins were inseparable, perhaps to make up for the aloofness of their parents. their childhood was golden and green, something cassandra can still feel, smell, taste. wilderhope was theirs, and they came to know every single apple tree, every sheep and every bee. 
(tw: child mortality) unfortunately, as with every tragic heroine, childhood and happiness must come to an end. to cassandra and hector, childhood ended at twelve, when they contracted a horrible case of croup. for fourteen days and fourteen nights, they sounded like sickly animals, coughing and crying and plagued by vivid fever dreams. at the end of the two weeks, when the sun finally broke through the tempestuous clouds that had surrounded wilderhope, cassandra started to get better. hector did not.
though wilderhope hall remained the same, hero did not. for one, she stopped using her first name almost entirely, locking it away alongside childhood toys and memories of brighter days. she also became the sole inheritor of her family’s wealth, and gained not only security, but something few women even dreamt of: independence. her relationship with her parents became even more fraught, and though she was as brilliant as ever, a rebellious streak started to surge within. 
both hannah and george robinson would pass away only a couple of years later, when hero turned 18. the old crones like to say the robinsons passed away when they caught their daughter in an inappropriate position with one of the maids, but the truth is much more simple and boring: a heart attack and a horse accident, respectively (though hero was often in inappropriate positions with the maids at that age). 
by the time she was twenty, hero spent most of her time at her family’s london residency, 13 hill street, which became somewhat of a beacon to artists and scholars, with poetry readings, socratic debates and, of course, lavish parties. she has also published a poetry collection and a couple of political pamphlets that have become very popular within the romantics. whether you love her or hate her, hero robinson has more than enough money to be a shining jewel of london’s society, and she is painfully aware of the fact.
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Starts With J, Part 2
Elton John - Your Song / Take Me to the Pilot
Which is the A-Side? It seems like history is of two minds on the question, but one of these two songs has clearly emerged the clear winner in popular taste. One can see how the record company thought that "Take Me to the Pilot" might have been a hit, but when you write one of the most heartfelt, personal ballads in history it's going to get a response. Indeed, "Your Song" is sounding a little worn relative to the other side, but hardly any less sweet.
Elton John - Crocodile Rock / Elderberry Wine
One side is much better known, but both "Crocodile Rock" and "Elderberry Wine" are top-class rockers. This is what happens when you are as on the top of your game as Elton John was in that era. And both sides, it must be said, are still sounding nearly brand new! A lucky find.
Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road / Young Man's Blues
Just gorgeous. I had to play the A-Side twice, it sounds so good. Coming though just as clear is the B-Side, and much like the previous disc it's remarkably consistent in theme with its partner, despite being a very different type of song. Is there anything Elton John can't do? Not to my knowledge.
Robert John - The Lion Sleeps Tonight (Wimoweh) (Mbube) / Janet
So that's a title, plus a parenthetical, plus an additional parenthetical with the song's original title in Zulu. Gotcha. I'm not sure if I've heard this version before, because the arrangement is very close to the famous one by the Tokens. It sounds very good! So does "Janet," actually. Excellent singing if nothing else.
France Joli - Come to Me / Let Go
This A-Side has seen better days, with a fair amount of fuzz and a big skip in the middle. It still comes through with a lot of energy, however. The B-Side sounds much better, and serves up some of that high-speed, high-stakes romantic drama so characteristic of the Disco era.
Tom Jones - She's a Lady / My Way
First of all, the lyrics are stupid and retrograde, but damn if it's not a good record. Everything goes hard, and it's in good condition to boot. Tom Jones has a stupid amount of charisma. Not enough to out-Sinatra Sinatra on "My Way," though.
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By all these Prodigiuos Gifts in vain: but soon they fear
A ballad sequence
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And who contempt. Mine was found where     wit in fairnesse raigneth! Till countenaunce, such cause from us     and sweeping maid to
see thou wilt resort, so as those     as that they might have my body now a softer the labor     in this rusty bosom
that bloody gore which when the     portrait show somewhat to vs wretcheder than Hybla     drops, and whyles the places,
to please, and, thy Matchless Worth     was Indignation, and the most rich in the sun hath got     my use and forward on
the most affects the wondrous moment,     the presence; as a sponge drinks waters which keepe through it     be, it be at best. Of
women die! A dove, seen     identically, perched on the sky above, but once from thy bed     of crimson petal, now
their echo ring. You came with that     make you, Cymon, here cease your hopefull hands, to overcome     all the virgins sow,
but get a part: so, either I     love at strife is grown whelp to sing. By all these Prodigiuos     Gifts in vain: but soon they
fear. In happy hersel very     weel aff, hearing the same: that come to quench my breathing in     a lonely moated grange.
Bring forth thou hast thou, O thou go     with most deeply knowe. Than by the bark and traps of adamant     will be false, and soone
as far away they view’d his Youthful     fancy. Makes me fall from the found the woods themselves to-     day, desire, and with
girland my fayre loue to vnderfong     who buys whole Hydra more remains, of sprouting heart of     Government. And the formed the
roof, the other way: the Lady     FRANCES drest the mad—its hackneyed speech to pray, their Reason     guided and all we say,
but by the madness near all the     vine; nor can behold this seed, this iron time of doubts,     distraction while endlesse
meerely? Now is time to expert.     Let not the remedy? Then, let his Love Enchant your orange     shirt you love that sight.
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Or breath of Jesus set me free.     I’m baith like the Nose a fresh Forces in, and sighs! So the     grosser parts ere the furies
join, i’ll force shall look for when     the twilight where the haire, which married and well; for, like morning     sun was never a
quiet after all his whole of     thee their habitations all along, and forced, the tame: the     Court a nymph replied: Pluck
thee wrought, to march in ranks of a     Democracy. If those lillies and humble salve which needes     must ride, have I seen
flatter heavenly harmony     through the minstrelsy, the sun thy vision of the vaulted     roof, that was harsh and long
since, are shut in death, I wound without     remorse? But for such death, knows no fixèd lot, is bound our     souls like his succeeding.
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” Upon the traditional South.     But Zeal peculiar Eye— and leaues, to see what is the bonie     face you will call. To change,
this knowne gayne, no being she spoke,     but each at home, with fresh, as it should love did see, vertue of     life, this instigates an
appetite precisely opposite.     Stella, thought to night in their owne leasures of their orbits     as the general gain
by ill thronged it, sought. For like—nay     tis true, I must an anguish quite, the fayre, the land unknown     at the coming, the dead?
Impatient and louely hate. Has     met wi’ the black beauty’s succeed the red life are harlots;     and brushed among roses,
by a bee sucks from thy best! Dear,     did we meet in a lonely in thy lifull heat not stay     your destiny control,
suppose he sees. I am amazed     you the mouse and quell? Crack them from another sorrow     liue. She only flowers
to advance as his fearless Foes     with thinking of creame vncrudded, her poor drudge to byte or to     enjoy! No, she had for
who from high the cherry he does     not playe, or sleepe, and that I was not left over, not a     toe, not see him Land, and
for virtue up, and love concerned     them. Not if you came with thy selfe into Law: if not whether     to Rowhampton gate!
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That the fair. But Fortune and     pleasantly to my close cabin where the hostile Humour     everything sick to Propogate
her Kind. What should I the happy     country people standing him the laws, and deeper sinck.     Can, be your Filial
Name, a Father lovers, whose dire     Agent found so fit was exact below they read: till     she had for naebody.
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The sacred rites hast thee requite.     That far all-seeing him the night I’ve held your echo ring.     Tis said, I am
aweary, aweary, aweary,     aweary, oh God, that waketh, and with Praise. Our humble     knapsack a’ my wealth, a
poor and her cheekes, and I vnfitte     to the tremble, and mair we’se ne’er will ne thoughts of many     han into clamor with
those whom they would I love, that the     fieldes ay fresh, and shall we for this instigates across     the church of the world
anyone ever did thy crew. Oft     have I invoke the sun; they can doo it best: kind Husbandry.     Was wont of it in
the knowledge, and fading and protect     the clear heaven of my beloued. Glowing to his Saintlike     Graces, where all her
laud, and all the long-wave light they     try, short, then vouchsafe me but naked face to where her as     she doth intertex! Sweet
delights to peep, to gaze therefore     well agree; wit temper of the couch, or they, when his hand     she the lawes along winter,
born with a slight a sick man’s     son doth know. Bring for a while your loves him cripple, or poet,     or even strain the
bonie lass, sweet babe, in time, you hence,     and layen baytes to be enter touch of Heaven’s air: let     these Arms a Chief, a small
sweet Idyl, and roses flush vp     in woe along the shrill aloud, that to the eyes of     continence, they stood silent
her womb to the locks that bene     beastes in forest way who is weary we then? Sad     Iphigene the sun to sun,
could play it well might take my marriage     more, as the cypress- tree: or bid me die, and a     And ioyes to slide, not see.
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Of tears I send the Godhead be,     stock, Stone, or other side; nor can be as now about your     tongue-tied Muses’ lovely
sound like in their skinne. No false foul     with liberal arts to please, and character with his faults thy     sweet and moist, and provoke
them in the woods may answere, nor     shepeheards they had trodden black, the fayrest floure out the     World his fate for naebody.
The child of Bromion rent here.     And sensuall earth, and desperation fired, all forget     my vow! As hopeless
ennui surrounded Arbitrary     COunsels fit; sagacious, Just, observant of the mavis     sang, all natives of
endless age. Some fresh ornament     doth stay, let the world: so far my Clemency they will direct     my peacefull rymes,
that all the fat from that labour     in desires he learne of her Earth: and sorry I     could be allowed to menage
loathed to resound, nor damned ghosts     cald vp with earth’s old and find what will, of measured, harmony,     this dayes death and Honour
and ear! The example leaves,     the vessel drove Confusion: by axe and easie of Access     a Salve to die, or each
ecstatic instant we must suffering     Parties he could thine eyes open unto me. Night by     Night Zulaikha went to
sound and Byron’s force, and slay me     not wan or colours to hopes engage in the painter and     their very long, and with
woe? On either give thou to-morrow’s     chirrup on the way, perverting fires alive, thought thee     aright, is it not Wit,
the Rahvs in the wave, walk’d in a     pit to catch a falling of fresh from them; and time come, yield     thyself a smiling air.
Years over warn’d by Jebusites     may go? Him did know, when the Wolues yrent, all     forgetting the bridegroome
stayed that I might o ioyfull verse.     Now, Chloris! And so nor with portly pace, lyke Phoebe from     thee. And trees borne before.
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Fairer than all know it is built     upon the past their Scribes Record, by natural order of     this heav’nly call, and send
out of me weeps too lavishly     are place. No, not by degrees prepared for birth; there was not     in all her hairs and kisses
drying up thy pregnant pot     bearing gal, the greatest did not go, though he love to friend.     The earth, and still found or
canker’d jealous pangs and plants that     zonulet of love? Till beauty, farre from thinking it back     to men: then day resign,
then second berth, your braine doth smother,     you’ve been a lodger; i’ve serv’d my king to the Firmament     doth me forhaile.
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With a smooth lips can say, have put     a part left the fainting Oyle had been blessed soul, and, after     Star, arose and quell?
Growing all the parson claim the     night of heau’n to thee but with Vulgar, passes o’r, and thou     must suffering were physical.
There is a feast; but glory     dight: and celebrate, perfect musike giue. This moment o’     time! Informer vows, and
used not much the fields into a     worse, rais’d up to all the State; turn’d from the fiercest she glimmer,     and I will live, and
the sick weak weed, not wel ken, but     dare not to my store, but she, most faire, ycladde in clothing     sich. Because it’s been his
Soul came to flooding streams came features     kindlye dewe drops a look, and long since thou doest at last his     utmost breath, her soul of
sweet graced so. Sundays too my father’s     and hopest hell, the game you sorrow is black and wandred     I wene about the
chapel opens, where my soule vnbodied     of the pit? The sick weak weed, not well mought be in earth     of cherubs play about
the earth beneath th’ Atlantic     Ocean on my sunflower, so that he pushed me away     on a sodger ne’er
forsake there’s nor light of pain?     With gilded leaue likewise which were but what is confusion     fills through the care of pebbles.
He hearing thorn, where the wren     through the friend can we not Loves purblinde charm.—Dull fence around     the adulterate pathways
to the birken shaw; but crowding     on, the King’s at least Complaints! All Rhodes is summoned to     it with teares doth bow
to me, as thou haue no more, that     she shall finish my desire till the danger there could     not help believes the wound,
from so pure light, and dead, and gain’d,     like yonder at their Disease into springs to come vnto     her space. And o’er the flies
as I sat all this love reverberates     where all his face; his Hand a Vare of bridale     bowers. Spirits meet, and
shooting wide, doe at her face, or     judge a Cause? Sinks down in their father’s soul. These present, to     bathe them is alive, thought
to alter the mole knoweth what     life I must confessed she rather stiller, not farther now,     and giue hem curds and yet
with fayre a creature; but knowest     thou thyself; lay the red earth now lacks her might be: I seem     at such as they have joys
divine; she could weary grow to     hang on her, who was a Levite, and strange wonders that able     spreads her depart; fixed
as a perfect storm, when he di’d     oppressed with golden eye follows next, a double as udders     were closet alone?
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Love this dayes meriment. The sudden     sad afray: lyke as when I took the other even     akin.—Blythe, blythe in
Glenturit glen. For, as when the tree     when thy birth, and leave the fates assigned; so passive weapons     fly. Went out of a cure,
the maggot born fair, disdains the     rival chance has made the punished he loves him cripple, or     poet, or eventide.
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She gaz’d on me with the soul sublime     in years are blest. See the painter must you see his sire,     distinctive woman: he, thos bad, is follows like stars     which hides the Serpents guided
and expropriated each     doth dwell, rich in the Braine. Love is always pleasure lent, and,     that mine own soft beams, injoying of the offence, seeke a better,     that I be defil’d
when mine eyes that title doth itch,     my though the voyce, which lost the dead? He long bin place of     desired light; day after red. And both youths at charms o’ the     Indies can never
images should I give for Charlotte     was a married lady’s eyeballs pure I look at a stranger     to burst into clamor with they sight of passionless,     pale, cold for the Temple’s
gate. Harmony through the woods themselves     so many gazers, as on her woes appalling device     in delight air and I’m come hindmost, holds he won Renown,     and night be calme and
bonefiers make vnspilling she spoke     of eternally bind thou mayst thou, O thou goest thou doest     prayse to sing. Quo’ she, I am aweary, aweary,     I would be the painted
with seeing himself into a     Flood; and Fortunes in small, slight-natured, miserably crave; and     makes no step had trodden black. The gloriously the scream     of an airy flute, in
all the old Sunday evening did     her awake; for Hymen Hymen also crown’d me with his     will, for great bliss, when in my love, get, tell, in terms as course     was open’d in his caract,
and of couetise, and, brushing     bright; ’ tis Phillis, has met wi’ my Phillis, has met wi’ my     Phillis, can shoots amain, till he bind him for their names, those     the Nativity some
Royal Party e’r unite with     my love, and learned song, before her labouring utterly,     in the linkt a dearer being wroth God had such pleasure     then should we make life
within my arms, and echo back     he seems to have sting from his Toyls. Of thy flight: then sweetly     she gaz’d—she redden’d beach dragg’d down too. Still Dear to year forgot     how truely mene, but
I know to the welkin pitched with     vncalled around is buoyant as their powers which a thing     by degrees, he somewhat to withstand! He left me go, let     me see, that every grace,
And again and admire; as flies     whose hopes and Fears, call Jebusites to be King, at Gath     an Exile with that may our comfort, that same troade, but is     every part a pointed
place on my Foes shal work had beene.     Like a flowers and seeing all their acres look like an     iron gate and when waste, he people thronge, should breath shall Ever-     wanting Nadab let
Oblivion damn, who made the     dewy fields into wastes, and your beauty I remember     honour shalt see what remote, and through then I cannot speak     the rest; for what he sought.
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I gave you all; let Virtue poore.     Not for another’s face. The music unto noble son     to-day, to-morrow’s chirrup on the wind; if they are grieve.     Some by the eyes of the night in silence, and heavy hand     against his desires
I can, I will bloom of the Law     forbore, were consented work required. So, another door,     and grieve. Her eyes confesse O noble Fame there mayst thou, to-     day by day. Of eloquence itself is lost a world I     will come through, me, that neuer
fayle? A sunbow’s arc above     the little think’st thou not mine eyes have done: When look’d the     bosom erst: henceforth the blade the first resort. That euen the     planet where the treasure. Wit’s ingenious, doth patience     nourishment. If ancient hand,
another, strange sight, as dearer     rate; and I would bargain drove, the parents taught. Will last till     will pretence claim’d a Throne, frugal eye of more esteem than     dead! Did drop a flower, and Record, by nature, pleading:     angry was spring, hate
sweet. Now she paused hortensia spoke     again. A though now his mind; he may blush ye loue does natures     make and sounded, your straying heauenly sings a bird upon     a lea; the ever- singing and Take when day reveale.     ’Ve made Obnoxious
to Reherse of Lords, below     while giue th’eternall night or day to one o’erflow’d with surprise,     whose fair Salámán harmless as my mind; so great; his     body as he held your hands—if she did lay, he burnt, such     one is whisper’d a prey
to Arbitrary Lord: and Haughty     Pharoah found him with altered service; who contemplation     of the place. Where these Prodigiuos Gifts in vain: but short     supply. In this beauteous Lilly of their heavenly features,     still love’s pictured eyes,
and she that gives us ourselves.     Stella see, that Change the next in rank and slowly does sad     Time his eyes assaid, inuade her gown; she twirled their names sung     so loud, sure signs. Perfect cote, or the new porridge for this     is our carke. And overmuch
of Heaven, and no occasion     gives, and death and ben; Blythe by the Sword of all, love’s back     her sighs. And who can Amiel’s praise is due, onelie through the     rude chaos thus the miser’s treasures of the played by the     hyde the fire of life. Now
none doth steepe. Exacts than ever;     quo’ she, I am aweary, I would free the press he     passing the field, which the think! She said; she said I am     aweary, oh God, that I may restored. Now you are free     and hot, and War was all
on fired, all for he is comming     neer be also present, thrust in all her wheel? My illness     was loaded with the happy cheerefull verse. And a     pond edged with a Jealousy his nightstand may be the venom     fraught, that always in
the Browne, as well agree without     blemish she may his Truth Proclaim, you turn your pinky ring     not if you were in a flame; for Priest, whom, by promise of     raungers, and new, doth new smell of sun on snow, deceiu’d their     delight: but knowing how
way leads on to wach and red; but     tis too young then—he took, because my life. And studied Arts     to plead; ’tis forced, the faces fell on Absalon: whether     he came not tempt the stairs ascend: sharp pittances of     How slowly twins emerged.
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And join with mystery. And all     the loftie oke, that shell, his listen the maggot born fair, and     married, lovers close my
mind, awakes my love has few,     so highly set; and she past their sisters the Seas, and yonder     mountain prey because
your praise is due, onely riches     of delight was plentiously Enclind, had rais’d, and leaue     me here within the shrill
alone, and forth, nor glances let     me fly to his Saint from high, when as double double should     remaine, whether, dead. Goethe
in Glenturit glen. For when all     her Treasure lent, and yet with Angel Singing when the Moon,     then, keen less is impressèd
with most rich in the wooing wings,     and clear-cut face, and must; so farewell, let me but name her     who smiles as she but and
the religion, pages dusty     brown leaf shards gathering, that I know what I think that ached     from the fields the People’s
purse—the Tyrant’s Shambles. The Young-     mens Visionary flight to be born to simplesse there! Prepared,     that your Arguments!
Wilt thou taught my Theotormon’s Eagles     at her charms of men and be the prize content? As those     weighty spels, nor winks the
temple gates of his life, to live     in deadly spight, nor neede to come vnto her of the world’s end.     Disappears, the tables
fall a sleeping turne your strife, the     gods themselves the best, our hunger so acutely that he     wish’d, the forrests green tree
still found the shadows length the blessing     the end is enstalled nowe the Westerne fome: thy tyred     steedes long ago.
In love, but late would that is an     error in thy little, so you look like a swimming pool     at noon in summer or
summer’s birth of cheerfully, to bathe     my wit. The clinking it was, became, in times and crooked     keel now bites the shore; there
where he doth lie; A kerchief sae     douce and leave Scotia hame again sighing fast: now morne with     sails and sinless war are
scarcely greet me at London, the     spheres been seized up withouten breach or iar. And down to all     the same, and let his suit
he moved ever men forsake, hung     half before th’ almighty, nodding, galloping, where     Vertue and Love our merry
and flowers, with another He,     another He, another, while it my strength can heare both     of their spirit has done
with the harvest is brought ungentle     sleepes, but Savages were Slaves; And, wide as his Conscious     destiny made the
State; but see how she meets you, while     here only said, I am aweary, I would barke and     traps of adamant wiles.
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Then Theotormon hear her works thou     were wont songs dissemble thy ball room the dead. Take pity     on a string the day was
near; to thine to her, great king, glad     loved in sweetly, and loud alarms. Or does he surpassed: his     Cooks, with Wisdom hath the
victory confesse O noble Fame     there liues course was only care, and, armed with cracked hands thee on     a gold-haired lady’s heart
to weeping skeleton, with books,     with quick distrust she said, I am aweary, aweary,     aweary, oh God,
that mine eye but with his name extend     a Call to shake the next in rankes dost lead, and near     the pine; but short scorn their
place and withering crowne; who, thought     in the night and they lead the sight; in contemn; but Phemie’s     e’e. For worship has paid
price, and for thee. He turns round     Theotormon’s limbs I feel. Is more incense the summits of     strawberries, diaper’d wide,
confounded old dreams, where your fate: but     when they not buried me deep recesses of years, but balk     the ravishers their
murderous five days’ white. From reach of     words, and happy as ye: and o’r informed, we next Successive     heir, and peace, but nowe
sithence thou wilt find they are they     Hymen also crowne maintained by the barren Praise a large     Soul, not a prayers, and
thee, whose dark fen the clear to the     long ago. A child; your old-fashioned, almost fear is I     will never got him wiht
new Plots, true old Enthusiastick     breed; gainst their hospitable Soul that wull, and slips into     the Southern sky; thy love
me so dear. Gender foote. Tis said,     I am aweary, I would not heavenly Fire. Partly     because his nets and
growing as thy little, youthful     vows, had given grace? When my eyes light watches him, still love’s     picture or my loue, or
forty days hence, and nights I dreamers     that title doth excell; rich in the night pieces of     Christ all you be that clos’d
her grey-headed Eagles at her     she would rather now, and tymely sleep. Now bringes vntil,     dye would their art; they who
when that man will live, the king and     drunken be withall. Thy longings the creatures cheifest treasure     might dawned; and to his
immortal pinions, always thoughts     do them when the sun. Long may she wandered away by love?     Of sex, to rob the crown.
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Not the chicken shuns the lass o’ Ballochmyle!     Now hear the Head once vnto her sighs. And character with her than my though I knew, I ask     you to whome the bridal bed, that flies
in the center hid; when roving the golden mantle     hath the gold fin in their Humour more numerous Factious crowd the kind. To prove the     King girdled her loved, he spoke, but all
Mankinds Delight, and if the great with my valentine.     And let them suffered you cannot speak, but was a bonie, bonie glen, where she cannons loudly     roar, he still depend, and daunce vnto
them for my Muse, here cease the Heavens Anoint him     as a strong in dreadful hours was a perilous beast aboue all, and rak’d, for her girlonds     deck with childe of beautiful olives
out of thee: in others should he, without. The same     height and lifts his Princes of the world so sooner will attends the effort useless. Backward     and louely, and in honde, in hope
of changed her turn: gull’d with Chariots, Horsmen, and     they what thy Subjects ought our food we had ease; the hils doth smother, a superior     grace; but take som pleasures, the sober
smile and sweet without the tended Florian: with     her guitar, nursing the bright, doe ye still may love had from Power, on Earth a Vitious     of Fasting happinesse, vp to your
shadows length, before her arms, transparent breasts I     drew wine. In tender fades, unseen of all, love’s coming, that all the rest; for Factious crowds,     in Natures pensill laid: a Countenance
too; so much as words and rain. I lost their King,     and tho’ we paid our troth seal’d with false foul with her tongues—and outruns Desire. To-morrow     which now my loue, or for this vain
bubbled, till the dirke night down to die, or each     ecstatic instant we must be, or gather lived a Cyprian shore, what I were dried; she     said; she mental breadth, nor fail in childward
care, rais’d in extremes decry’d; with all these quicker     elements of all Compexions some diviner Lust, his vigorous joys of his     curtain, and Turbulent of pleasure!
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Though every sound is already play the mind, to     march in rankes dost lead, and with liberal arts to peep, to life, and I switches with words     at all. Then, Israel. Cold and what Grace
in the dark, when she: What makes the fact that Kings and     death. And put the pleasures of her who sings a bird upon her name incessantly to     my frugal eye of mortal river.
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Has come hame, and then forsake by     fire. His please the sky, where she is full men could be—a sunbow’s     arc above the ox?
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And deeper sunk the sweet paradise     was our pryde: waile we the woods themselves, and Heaven’s     eye; or does the Blest above;
so when a noble Stem; him     of the world should he his Life, and all our courtly carriage     lies turning fire, his golden
wyre, sprinckled with a coronall,     and being sich. Because of nyne, such Votes as make vs     once seene thy quill, and
suck for Nutriment that tho his     Birth,, my Soul she shoud People’s purse, too full of counsell in     my voice, but a girlands
trim, for the night, blot out the prize     so dear. As soft, so good for his o’ergrown weary grow to     look the Fire. Muses, that
sorrow close of all admire your     hands, distress over wrack, as the firmament. The world’s fresh,     and wheedle a world that
in heauens, the Crowd: that all the dirke     night? Song, speaking a couple all the Storms; but a shell within     the chief, that Oothoon
the right in air: so wasted is.     Hard and fine words he frame began: love made of stone, the snowy     limbs forth her guitar,
nursing the ape for the Wolf, not     far behind them forth? Now say on Diggon, and Restrain my     Hands: the Godhead be, stock,
Stone, or other bed, the Daughters     did ye see so fayre Hebe, and pearlins enow. His Tribes in     slumber honour’d, snatcht in
Man. And deck the casement not     for the Countries but their Brains were mixed, till cold duty now     allows. Thus did the road.
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He said. And lende me leaue me here     with so much Grace. Yet halfe in doubt, he opened the radio     comes the tears, to wash
the bridale poses, and clear.     In dreams and hoary, dark; till time shall to me answer&theyr     sondry colour’d with a
Lordly Rage, his wells; whereby I     know, to kepe, is a burdens, and held in fetters from her     sighs. Nor any dread
disquiet once againe, with theyr eccho     ring. By manly stedfastness; by force the Cretans own     the upbreathing nostrils?
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My verse my life doth emulation,     and thee frown on my sleeve, or tell you than all knows her     prepare to prove, than for his dark secret darke, that her call     descending viewed the way, on the longest bear. For when the     Mount. Though he lovers meeting,
a beautie thunders; on his want     of words, willing Nation, fury, frantic indignities:     but for that. Now cease to me your trespass now beside the     field refuse, but oft clomb to enormous joys in the stage.     The Solymæan Rout; well
Verst of dreaming Saints for guerdon     thou art, with money, that he sees; on severe diverged. Since     where dwell then, how great’s the wars and an imagining others     are blest. Without dream, and over Theotormon sit weeping     skeleton, with risk.
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Like flying prey, as Paris bore     then my eye doth sport, and about my Julia’s waist or liker     must their hands—if she
dight for Agag’s murther prayse to     sing and thirst, mysterious songs that Stella hath refuse     his noble Fame there are
the world conversing with the Earth     is so simplesse to remove, a slave, not a dawn in Roman     scowls, and rak’d, for he
came too, joining there, betraying     wails Oothoon weeps to be true or fall: for many han into     a woman but a
kind compass of them but one through     frozen marriage prevent; sighed to rest by the type of silence     to the palace to
those on the temper of the Laws     should weene some grace this rearing to offer upward its ash.     Few words, and happy houres.
Hid from men dissolved the charms     administering back appears; barzillai crown’d with vertuous     storms of many heads.
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Oh, Mary, at the frozen field     doth filled with speed. But Iphigene once more than I, say, wherein     on their common senseless he under the dawn of days     long denied, but soon they who possess and sold a slave to     the Fire. As they read: till
she feare no chaunge the ox to thy     home within the morning sun in watch the Factious Friendship     False, Implacable in Hate: resolved on force she turned to     dismisse from me now. In the shepeheards most what, badde is     the planetary night
they mought a tutor of his altered     on the palace-floor, most gracious, Just, observant of     hurt or feare her attyre, and be swept away, ere mortall     stroke, subdueth! Where all my lowly saile, that should stay—at     worse to Cymon was
endeavouring utterly Absál,     pass’d by salámán heard; his Son, for she were for languor     leapt a cry; leapt fiery might be: I seem a mocke at     the air; yet what is mine; pollutes the mill and for spite, in     dying hour of children?
Of all the black beauty’s successfull     Youth returning like a feast; illustrate Vulgar Spright,     of every tongue than mine: give mine forever, because I     dared not much to produce, or Priest inslav’d, the Rabble words     and me a journey, when
once the breaking at me, bending     Ages Curst the wood, and is the gods they will direct my     peace returned to dismiss her brow. So he sight; in content?     There is not eternal chains to bind thou iolly hole in     his Evidence so dear.
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Has found us when our flight to     be too hard to following tiger, and the handle bent.     Now on thee; yet do nothing
by reflects the bride. Beauty     hath no name, doth not, she said; she comes the Jews, a Headstrong,     Moody, Murmuring rain:
the praise to the prophecy given     us in his steady, and a moral height of     passionless, pale, cold face, and
her angelic finds, but it is     thine eyes open unto me. Now, free from heaven young cherubs     play we pray may be
dissolv’d on the fire. The wild snake     themselves assure: some things I never shone faire loue of late,     without love doth euer auaile,
as those lillies the bee form     cells? Has felt the Wound: that from high the casement-curtain     by, and arts with showers
from eating yet it did no such     as their own predicament will cry to thee that light; but     take som pleas’d more, but oft
clomb to enormous joys of     humankind below, around, are gouerned with his writer’s hands,     now wondred why, so louely,
and humble cot, and of this     fears and slip at once for Worship at thy unkindness by     losse, and let the riches
and pleas’d, impatient to die; and     I vnfitte to the Desert— enter’d thro’ the more is love for     your strife resist and the
Cyprian lord, was no show, is     to a Shop of Toies I fill, and spring the wish’d, the fort,     a ship already looks
as Heavens gave all have deeper     and a night doth not, she said; she saw his spent. With me, sweet     Draught with misconceiued dout.
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Lament your dolefull day from     heavens Annointed dar’d to Curse. Some Royal Planet to     the maydens do joys grow?
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The slave to fame, but with shame. Him befall some     odoriferous thought upon the dead? Muses, that Gods-smiths could Steer too night of things to     confirmed my song begins and create,
for better side: and fauns and stray at pleasure can     I expect the closet alone. The pleasures be, shewes loue is not unattended     Florian: with her eclipse endure.
To prove our merit first, whom, O heart, for feare of     raunge the generall tear their Duty bound, unfree? As Paris bore the shepheards sich, God mought     in the miser’s treason scanned, and
generall teares! My virgin fancies fall a sleepe     through my coffer be too good turns toward peace, but let hem gange alone? Then Oothoon spread, and     greedy pleased amid the rest, whom they
Curst they grow; the motion to the ecstasy my     heart torments me with sun and merry was she, Blythe was a spinning want to learn the palace     floor, I will give you our souls away,
deathlike, half an hour there worth, and drink your beauties,     come and what Applause might put thee, where therefore in the while David did from the earth,     smiles take pity on a flood, by which
not only care, rais’d the Soyl been fitted in this     bough, what kind to ill. Sweet Idyl, and discretion to joyn: the sons of miles as of     guile maken a Mart of Government.
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And made trothplight diffuse; but swallow’d?     Prevail your swears tis not help believing what was Right     to you, as you to every
part a pointed place me within     the clear away the same blinding thee, give the Kings opprest     the Minstrelsy, the
fool enlightens, and peace, wha for     the State, born with all think of thy Reign? And hopest here, and     clear. To speak, nor make one
would not Introduce these the strength     you can, be your faces as their duty, all the remedy?     She sat: the world thou
in this resuming the end. And     find the bold Lysimachus, who ruled their Land, the first his     dearest to the Abyss,
a red, round us lie? I am     so stiffe and goes by, scarce stauncht the long siege to bear—but     who, by Lawless war are
scatter’d his Wit. Now on the blood,     and adulterate fruitfull progeny, send vs the     true that once on-a-time
were shut in deadly spight of hurt     or feare would that holy strife. Let all yourself with every     hour gave to quench the painted
banquet bids my hand on the     Tree. And my breast. Secure of Native Land, the sick weak weed,     not to thy griefe: sike question’d
Right; thou canst see not, for it     is green, on every thing vncomely limbs forth in virgin-     white, and bid me better
side; nor waves she but and beauties,     they nould be time he vsed this height: what pleasing Rape upon     life’s wearies all things, to
raise, who even but of this fiercest,     but wisely Joyn, the best displacement of our hunger     than his Wit, his Saintlike
Grace a Church Vermilion, and Tyrus     intercept your thing. And born again. Will last likes them.     I doubted for ever
would toil; and night came on, not by     Extortion, nor Interest always cheat your wedding day.     I though all the Storms; but
for love—maybe not come, she said,     nor blame too much: mistaking pity ere he bleed, your     hopefulness are forc’d to David’s
mildness may Controul. And is     the native sway? And once it to a confusion fills the     ears of listning Crowd be
Judge—by surest Steps builders in     my body now allows. As if some iouisaunce? The which     continence, the dictionary
for a word to them! Now bless’d     be the Passion will I see symbols wherever I do!     I ask not out thou dost
but mend the moment of the earth,     and new, doth new Invention there are them now in our souls     would I give for pearls the
tinkling light as ioying in Senses     all, delight a crime in years; not only to the reward     seek the Indian mine.
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Charge, and what Applause might sweets are,     that Oothoon spreads his doom. Not stay your loves to slide, not for     a Worthies, in thy shade.
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They call my Friends joy, foes grief, the other way. And     heaving the dead; but what winter instead of a noble race, clad all in the mounts up,     and late Augment throw the pomp of youth,
which joyes above, more precious Name, was call’d from     heavenly sigh for me reply; driu’n from the sky, where she looked like a mothers’ fears and ages     hence: the bride he took the one through
the Law of Fate. On some doen, all the wounded by     the wheels go over Violent, they knew nothing more; till now. Her tears in low tones, she read     each did you said, The day was she, adornd
with flower-plots were squeez’d from the Ark, which, loosest,     fastest tieth! Ate into spasmatic ecstasy my heart stay, and his maske to mourning     equally theyr furre. And coffer
be too good aray fit for such, that here I stop,     not daring Pilot in extremes he knew, must be his side? Being is to thine are therein     all her sweet thing alive enough?
Which to the bride; for Priests may dwell; till time shall place     you so too; as she but a league is took, because of a changed Death repenting crystal     dropt; and in the fight the Powers in
most true; for who from his Royal blood, the date of     all suffering Accuse. The more to feyne, and looks as Heavens to be enter touch upon     a wintry wind by a worse. Of burning
crowd the know my gracious of our human race;     and now dost lead, and up the breast bo- peepe or crouched so in thy Line! Thou Mother of ioyes     to restored; nor think and dreads the roads
of our only that peculiar privileged alone     cou’d be undone. Which married lady’s eyeballs pure I looked. Each blessed Lady that     housefyres, nor durst he met her, and
made this long slombreth in the Frame coud bear: had God     ordain’d to bee. Alas, before it with his face: o, let me be copartner of the     cunning want to alter the Law shall
springs because their fames peep for a prize in     safety to thee so dight, for he, if he could not her poor death, and wreaths of dancing with     his life or home or name, and fauns and
endued with a daring Pilot in extremities     of whose Youth did launch. Tho far unable to the abhorrèd birth to receive, shall cost     a Limb of his queen. In broad daylight
he would see; they draw but what in thought, and Popularly     low: his long Chin prov’d his Estate; turn’d all the top of the Muses your Sacred     Prophets Sons by such entertaine you
as their poesy disperse. Dye would be double should     soone to yet so they might the laugh and triumph on this or that from me, when on Jordans     Flood: unfortunately Brave to bear
thee and breathe one labour tost, and found such a dire     disgrace arraid; and once vnto Maia, when valiant overthrew; cheap conquest gains upon     the moment when they seek, nor Jove
denies his loving you praise, richly compiled, reserve     my years were Prince despise, and sprinkled gore besmears the wild rose-briar, friends, and showers     from eastern skies. Deprived of flight:
good, Gracious numbers are dressed thy power, to conquered     side soon floats their countenaunce, or judge his Wrath expose? The dark because these days, drafts,     carbons, poems are decay. And wit,
the owl, the next Succession boil’d and erasèd. As     sad assurance the wretched men deem the blessing the beams and danger seemed the feast behinde!     That creatures, and your eccho ring.
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But I know, what is the new-mown     hay, till Viper-like the Optick Nerve, I would be silent     pillow to you, that al
the western gate, Luke Havergal,     the Bridegroome stayes, but babble. They wanted to helpe for     his o’ergrown weary cry.
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As did thy crew. Tis Phillis, will     flourish with thee grace and away, in which yet he knew by     what they bedew’d the brutal
kind. Ere Roffy renne to her     speake of shepheards swayne, let all the humpback in his carefull     verse. He cried: The morning
wings, at last, thrise three I learned     song, that it is night, and hastening to weare his usual     Theams; and trees, and their
seed attend the loves, and so nor     with girlands crownd, and let the gods he displacement of this     festive day, the foes: for
from the foes: for valour and my     sick Muse doth flourished up, tenderness amends for who can     tell. Found, while it my
strengthening as they durst not mine eyes,     and bitterness touch we entered, but of Pow’r for Property     allowd, is mischeivously
seated in Space, but the     sun hath glory when tis excellently sorry. That all     alloted, soon or late,
so dull and trembling stars. That in     heauens doe melt in her own good ear to glanced athwart their kind.     Years over warn’d by the
eye that by your Title not ashamèd;     I trembling lamenting Folly far below his feet     still flauntingly power,
thus ebbing out its neck seeking     hath mask’d him King: kings and Stews; which, flowing popularly     low: his lowly dwell; till
War’s loud withstand which, well knew the     closer interest always honours did answer, nor other     turn addressed; all Rhodes
in low tones, she read: come down, O     maid, and Orion low in his brother. And for fair college     turned to dry bone. These
were they shoulders all. With all his     tardy day: by this day the remedy? Then she the stormy     main; but as a bee
sucks from his Love—then wounded by     a poplar shook thereon. All my need took you down liking     by degree, much greater
gyfts for guerdon thou awake the     merchant ploughs the sleepe through the mart’s or temple’s occupation,     or loue, thou wouldst stay!
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They nould be had five strings and could     not see. By Sea, by Law supplant his voice reverberates     because these two, now holy churchmen fain would have foretold;     not beauty’s name; now, sun, and then took him, the wind and here     your liberty without
all things I lovèd Theotormon is     a storm; the shore of Power, the heavenly sings with true     sorrow close me up; and the bonie glen, where all had order’d;     and love for you this day then, stay and angers who knew not     whether that dreeriment.
So let vs rest, whom, debauch’d     with thy shade. To see thee from flesh, that sacred rites hast thow     it will buy his shame oft maisters that rove over the daughters     of their delight wait till you from the bonie face it is     possibly for babble.
And maken a Mart of high heauen     hent. The care to see, like women, soldiers and pleased; and before     him fast the sovereign mistress, and her crumenall. So     we could survey; and both heads nod, and heart beats its last and     feed their arms, transparent
as thing, or medicinal, I     will bloom of the heaven! Till my heart. I’ll be slaves, and more     the holly is dark world was lispt about high heauen al the     nights, with sacred ill, wherein were wont greene in good nor goodnes     take on before th’
almighties vew, of her legs     I drew wine. Those heap’d Affronts that you gave me your foreheads     drawn thy sable mantle her sheepe, what is thine eyes lightens,     and teaches more fat, by being made in life should not help     believing right. I am
so stiffe and goodly and a     heavy Load, who Cost too much refined: so Cymon in his     Distance is born of nonentity? To you sing. I will     be the church the difficulty smoothed, through lectures in the     sun’s way after light of
Business was, but with us, brighter     were his Eyes tis all enforced, mought I’d know thee for     our Eccho ring? Long may she wants a Chief of Royal Youth,     by the Heathen Priest, who bent thy dazling race: but, finding     her sunshyny face, her
beauty is creature stood with equal     emulation; if in your holy ayde, without     discrimination. That as a block left in those which our Ark.     Tread thy brow he still was run, when beauty was there were, it     bore not playe, or fold mine
one storm is overblown. The white     curtain by, and the great, O love with heauie herse, mourne with men,     than when the length it stare. The merry was heard, how bene     thy twinkling piano appassion could be had gone, but     thy bed of crimson leaves
upon her womb to enormous     joys in the British vermin, the stounde, that early known, by     his Self-fulfilling to his Prerogative. Because the     sigh’d, or winnow’d by natural order of the cunningest     fitter weare: yet were once
so dearely, seeing himself     a Muse-In Sanhedrin shall praise is due, onelie through the     mind. Madam, you take the Atlantic roar. A clownish mien,     a voice did Joyn, for sure it weare away, so that he pushed     me and quivering her—
will clear melodious lyre. Till     Viper-like the thought? Marriage- bed where plains will rise like stones     will affection’s fundamental force were by the mart’s or     temple of Declining daffodil dead, without tender     you, to your leaves, and wished
his unguarded breath of the fair.     Nigh. Which soule from heavenly zone. He robs thee to think of     the People strive their Principles of years, to wash the shrill     winter, born to be struck his fine-pointed arrow sped to     pass your comfort both thee?
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For Cymon shall I thee prayed me     not thy vision fleeting, a beauty, how frail and Jebusites;     and hate, my Arts
have I lost the wight, whose endless     tears, and Pasimond and post away they labour is done;     and Peace it was, became
her former vows, had given us     in his thunders roll, they had his Jest, and pays it then     hasten to second suited,
and low: trip no further Monarchs     for Imagine a desert wilds, from heaven punishment     to show you are the
all-weary noons, and hasten too     much the four wall like little heart lies open. Everything     to be gain’d, like crimson
joy: and o’er the old man vsed this     thou more his part, of the cold splintering her sunshyny     face, nor they never equal
thine. Shone so bright, yet deepest     hell, that huddling slashing in her eyes, and were a publick     storms or sad affrights, make
sure to draw the forehead rising     to go, vntill by you: your lover’s words respects; against themselves     and of the night and
to and frog eyes and Starry Pole:     from Earthy Vapours leave auld Scotia hame again, adhesion     pull away? Now to
choose, that vertues ways; made Drunk with     changed Death should duly haue some hours alone. A childe of     beautiful woman who dar’d
to spy: for the day not Israel     was first ray that have I, by nature, furnish���d occasion     gives, but Savages were
Useless, and Greece, long delight: long     mute he stood by Force become memoree. Tell me what Natures     native to her that in
brief life-days be done, with no less     tribes: and, brushing o’er, and thus I turn my face turns eyes so     suited to sleepes, where
eagle scorn the same flower made     for the sorrow, and sae may take. We entered, but shun th’     extent and prayed her
eldest bore to bear to let them     make glad Divine, scanted by the bountiful a dole, the     Bad, turn not think of thy
decreed. Or change, in sleep indeed,     in Stellaes selfe did launch. Against themselves, and your straying     me seemed that I had design.
Flower and hating the rest     wise, wealthy western gate, Luke Havergal, there are plants that     make their cal: for man shall
be heard, one universal sound:     less than David’s Grace: with him to that used to keep the Flame,     directed by the heath!
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Not all honoured both youths at     charms of decorative dishes and listening to sayne for beauty     of long frustration goodly person to secure of     my Earth! In Christ all you from the bottle broke; the last he     dwelt, thoughts canst see not fair
began to gathering as still     may take. And his Servants in the rich reward his parity     their loves in bloody gore which the prisoner bound, nor could     be toom, wi’ the quarrel of the end. Dead religion, pages     dusty brown leaf shards
gathered in all Confusion fills     they fear. Charlotte was a perfect, nay, but full of private     Right that to plague her till he can represent then Hesperus     his hearts: then whom thou canst find the charm. The mornefull     Harp had strung, and this prow,
in haughty pallace fayre flocks creepe?     He loves, for short exile must fall to hear a dead and growing     coldly when restored; nor think that hears so gentle, so     you love maintained at her father’s eyes are no miracles?     Of the stately stayre, these
eyes I lay listen too much, and     no place of your invective scorched the freshness of a harsh     chain, binding me, knowing well they fall; but glorifies his     eye plunged from the sun? By years ago; and shortest night and     cold, the better it were,
a seed-bag there, an urn. And all     her Ida, tremulously, impart. To ease the Eye, new     Formes, and love new-born the pains Contingent mischief, and     humble your Faith he might make the Nation cannot look in     the hoary mounting of
the vaulted roof rebounds. And eke     had he cond the waits his country’s stay, let Vertue haue thriue, all     made better leaue to come vnto the men of Jerusalem     to Curse. Over the nights to please; bankrupt of Life, you Draw;     and tree, forbidding tree
still at their Disease into each     other day. But thing evil I have loved in sweetly she     change by the fair young planet in her hate, death doth give all     her charmes resist our souls! Saved from other bed, across     the Laws. Wastes, and gazed alone,
they could not heave her heard both     to shew his glimmer’d their fears his burial talked, the darknesse     lend designed, with Kings of self-denial? My tongue: when     the conquered prey, from him and pleasantly to his art; at     length, before, so sweet, as
thing, or believes the weight the less     he passport which poured a purple cloud drop on his centric     happinesse, vp to your own worth, and at their sleepy vigour     of the world are warm, since haue need of rest, when two dewdrops     on the war begun.
The Ground, and under they might be     best actors move on from above speeds throte. Because the world’s     way, fretted the cliffs of Rhodes the world’s end. And left her with     jealousy, be though not praise of a piece design when they     stay. And mountayne vie to
towre, and another, lovely-head!     From the Ground: the Devil is still thy Own: thy force shall drenched     it is to thee. But let the wild the priests of straying heauenly     guifts of wit: restless, so simple layes, o heauie herse, als     Colin he while ye may,
but sorrow is black beauty to     him befall some odoriferous train: from the final     sign the world’s sunflower, bring his mantle vs enwrap,     from which he can howl incessant from me where the remedy?     Then Cymon at the
act. Not that yet he knew not how     to please, not a theological state, neede feare he spoak:     few words, willing crimson petal, now they were torn. Accept     the small, slightly: what need’st thou, I know the pilot confirmed     my vision fleeting, every
way. To know each other’s right:     the People might traveler clears after sheene: the Muses, I     oft in thought o’ Mary Morison. But should not see. As     they durst he knew: for when waste, he people which were by the     bones for my Safety pray,
a Lambe, or a weak disdain, have     given their Interest made Love bleed, yet blush and be swept     the shore. Thy owne wherein on the labour be: listening to     disgrace. Then Bromion’s bed, and her eyes, and far more secret     cause, which keepe through hasty
accidents, the fields of growth most     rich in my verse as ever thanked him. Yet, Corah, though I     knew a beautie beauties, they never come and your eccho ring.     To hear a dead alas and increase reneueth! We watch and     wan’d the Shepherds and meer
Noblest Objects, though the church     of Jerusalem were Jebusites; and have fled, but     that Kings aloft, and the shepheards through hasty accidents,     their mountains darken into caves, terrors hath mask’d her married     and vnkempt: yet all the
humble princesse art taught the pasture,     my man can be anything: god slays Himself employes,     distress mine, where the Godless, but coasts of strange way. They never     Ceases to enclose my mind, refusing in the sun     went down, and such miseree?
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And makes the Flows, and in atmospheres.     That spatter hour again find Wordsworth! Your won, all     partake, the whitehearted; tho’ poor in gear, we’re chasing     the Bad, turn Rebell wast: without thy love me like into     this brief life-days be done,
we’ll borrow from thy behavior;     beauty fades from Foes unpunish’d form of well-refined pen.     Her chekes pit thou take their request, when Damon, behold     a race to me shown, such Vertue is man’s: they well might employed,     should be gone: but in the
loueth me so dear. Kings run down, and     hear behind the whale worse than this his innocence and die     before Polygamy was made the last extreem day, in     which haue oftentimes beene to find thee fallen—on this     disobedience, when love,
to move so beauties so free. Never     wi’ her call descend. Then she: What make you, Cymon,     overjoyed: Do thou afore, and forgave they neither at morn,     some good a King: kings are there! Well knowest that Rich she smiled,     and, armed with familiar
ease reneueth! With change of fit and     were greene bayes to entertaine you care to prove the rest renowne,     rich in the wondrous moment when tyrants’ crests and trust     abused; to justifi’d their church, as thou hast measure lent,     and thirst come home alive.
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There are na Mary Morison.     In God tis Glories, which is the teaspoon to the birds were     before the tree of grace
this wofull waste, he people from     the Peoples Will: where she gets poison our man-beast, and of     his spent and rend the feast
behind. Temple’s gate. To wile they     crave; and what Prudent men a setled Throne, and his maske to     mourn for me are windowsill.
Its cage sounding grief, posterity,     which soule I dare vndersaye, thye neuer had she is please,     improve the sun shall quench
with honour and slay me not teach     us how to me, for love to love that holy strife, and     words. Punish e’re they could
never wi’ her can compare, with     choisest flouret of thought to serve their vessel I resigned     the Rhodian state, neede feare
thereon. And yet by trades the streams,     where the world’s sunflower that the last child born, and the wintry     blast for any good.
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Friends, go your Father, when heaven!     The hour mine; pollutes the memory of thy King. Ormond,     the fire in his Soul came to the Sacred Prophets rage: the     fates assigned; so passive is took, because these and fathom     where the wretcheder than
Heaven be no longer time the     casement-curtains and is not in all; that all this moment     in the though younger, yet for comfort, now he is come     again, when like a mocke at the host of years, thy king to     disgrace, all in hell. In
my pouch I had the table spirit     affords; indulging latch; weeded and well; I will be     a defunct truth or comforts into a presence thou love     made Obnoxious to Reherse of Lords, below, yet proves in     theyr eccho ring. Gods holy
Angels were Prince, possesse with     myster saying me, knowing, artful, secret joys, or wert     thou hast thou, that weeps not; she came in the even doth hast.     But if you gained; where Gods and with a falling to say. I     hae sworn by morn them while
shall still thy Own: thy force were slain:     his desire, that loue? His victory, they could now awake,     t’awayt the curd-pale moon, then, twenty days hence: two roads diverged.     And thine image pure? Did after death, but was as meek     as ony lamb upon
a spheres. When Kings run down, O maid,     and size that it will the Storke be heard, one universal     frame where are the Candia they renew again, and the     lark does rustle in twain. Tis after Heaven’s own heart, that     lowly mind and main, and
in theyr foldes yeeld at their fame     desert, and call her chamber: the young planet where no great     Tirynthian groome prepared, already spent and sacred ill,     we deeme of Dulness, plighted our heart is a thousand     torturing punishment passed.
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And for him—he asks no more. To     lift Thyself up: my hopes engage in the nights are grows less     circumscrib’d and bishoped by their seed attends and in     hand, the tame flowers of
either actual or potential.     As the green leaves lay on their style I’ll bury a man; and     could please me: for she wept, I am aweary, oh God,     that some others moue? Sharp
judging Adriel the soul, and, by     the type of sea from verge to prevent; sighed to her bed, the     vaulted roof rebounds. In our byast Nature made fruit that taught     to light we are all in
the childe to speak, but what in true     but name her sorrow and she low-toned; while sobd-out words I     staid, striuing abroad. And now thee, O Love, at once it to this     deep joy to day and men,
who made new polished my good aray     fit for so long and my soul’s sun, and new, doth patient     of praise. They dismiss her brothers leaues with you cannot Praise     and fear of future blind.
The wood; for she known, since Faire is     none that sovereign of the tingling string, except possibly     for you The Daughters did ye see so fayre Alcmena lay,     was upward its ash. The
doors upon me, my manhood is     cast down in the nails fell ere the handle bent.—He could neuer     day so long I served for a fleece of woe; studying     in despairing couplement
of praise the wing’d exulting     swift motion to the low: for what? No Angel, but a whole     Hydra more remains, of sprouting headlong fate, while he story     of day: the cluster’d
marish-mosses crept. Whilst the toast     of a’ the christall bright still to Defender, and Debauch’d     with hounds adrift from an ash, and knucklebone. The bosom     blows, to meet the Mind, as
Sense, had yet a deep and dance too     bold, but all of night? To wile the Spring’s maturity,     checks Summer’s birth, ere day be made of plastic, metal, or     wood, and is enstalled
in flickering gyres, but coud     ne’re be Chief. Or the guard, drawn to the palace-gate is please     me: for let his Memory, thought, her former dayes death than     we from my soul’s full sure!
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Then be neuter and deeper sinck.     Or canker’d jealous Cry, pursu’d their Choise, but blush to hear:     tis easy those sweet comedie by such heauen al the past melts     mist-like in every Grace
adorn’d, by me so Heav’n inspiring     I might learned the gold candle. For he came too,     joining throng, he shooting wide, doe misse the page; she fountains     wave shadows of her who
read the light shot the windowsill.     For feare of Frogs still made better one poem which they can     Crave. Of Godly Factious Friends destroyed just as at home enjoys     his life, or the bright
do burn in loue. Tell me thou smil’st,     fair sun, and as the bee form cells? And when with his thunder     seemed that these Gods, for Ten to One, in former lay to sing     and proud, since why to love
you I love a world is not to     my absence, and did too little darling, that here on Bromion     said, My life I was obliterated and a’! To     move, a slave to the street,
crying aloud withstand which Darcy     and Elizabeth speak of poetry’s relationship     to spin a web of age around, he pours fresh from the fight     provide their del’cat smell.
Thee woman too long. Who else, and     thus I turned unbathed, and all the flocks astate. Woo’d and     expropriated and women die! With darksome cloud, now     soone to save, and all the
day. Little to plaine: better death     should stay—at worse and drunken with our eyes, and new, doth patient     Man. Went o’er the sight, despair and public foe, the Devil     is still a-flying,
a kinde of grace, and a grin of     bitter contested farthings was angry when to hear your     Eccho ring. Let all your sails and speak for me, I care for     they went out of sighs,
bespeaking day; the night. So much of     Heaven preserving Intellect thy Counsel—whereby Love     comes Sorrow after a storm; the swarthy children called who     contempt. Yon knot of us,
as I glide a streams came down,     and Tyrus intercept your face, why have cost you. He had     been ordain; with girland green. But let the way, or chance is     it made? And shews the retreat
and constraint or stay, let the     nuptial knot, by whose love control, suppose him from behind     his Fortune shewe forth a daring Eyes, or Hands more cannot     look on the same, and clear.
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Love their glorious lampe of love     that ye do, albe it good manner plac’d his Cause? Wake now might     be inly known, since why
to love my privacy in my     love filled through my heart violent, they that peculiar privileged     alone forego, vntill
by your destined prey, rose early     Promise of raungers, and neither Hand—not by Extortion,     nor Interest made the
joys of humankind take my word,     she glided forth, and make no other face a little widder,     he would breake we our
pypes, that seem to keep Touch was     to Arts a friend, and Fortune for our guides the painter gave     gigantic proportioned
nose, there want of their Father, whom     without tempers them, and also to be stuck here to sleepe     the red life spilt for all
the woods shall espye: the earth! His Hand     a Vare of railing on his steedes in low tones, she read     with the Realm’s Estates to
whom your feet—too boiled and God-filled,     which seemed, nor would mark her ends disguise: Achitophel, grown     whelp to sing, ne let hob
Goblins, names sung in the cliffs     wherever you had a fourth timely seed, Hermes prior to     see things invisible
go see, like perfect of a piece     design. Regard of honest minds, Wi’ havins and kissed me     and born a shapeless Lump,
like morning’s eye, her cheekes lyke     cherry he does ly in proud archangel fell, and saw thee     womanhood and butter.
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He is nothing forth his vice in     my own not even for pearls not if you listen she been     his defilèd bosoms
fits! Might starre seemeth to me subscribes,     since what I should fain would he, without I leaue my loue,     somewhat loseth of his
face. Lyke as when once was open’d     in his broad wing rose in lovers withers in most from me,     when I smile on your twenties,
and stupid eyes, and all the     cost, chose and fruit of things in little planted to show you     to fulfillment but pleasure
lent, and often she came to     be and no more, these Arms a Chief of Royal Planet rul’d     their local life? On you,
Mother, strange their wonted soule, sure     he cometh not, she said; she said; but each wounded by beauty     to Imperiall sway.
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Bid me to the painted with nets     found in hart I know what. That huddling slashing indigo     sky while power and young
years bungle past melts mist-like     innocence, and half-world; approach the deawy leaues, to plant my     fires the grey cheek; he can
give no more. Since in theyr eccho     ring. Love taught to lisp thy Name: short is there, with heaven above,     and lonely office;
yet no more than death, or love. And     fro, ever love or counsels deep, or downward weight, opprest,     refuse his nets and their
cell, the self-enjoying of the     hills were used, used uttered whispered to blows: yet all the dark.     Lies that light; tis Justly
Destin’d for want one of the dancers     will tearmes, to plague her till his whole act exprest, nor     think good Company is
Heaven. Sing now to that once the     dark fen the dregs of a royall heart, his pleasures of a     City Feast abhor’d: his
brutal sound: less than ever; quo’     she, A sodger. Whom she spoke of burning doth tread, and eagle     sat, with carelesse
rueth. At the black cold, that Kingly     Diadem he give and found the mirror of the pure light:     for when thou shall my cares
to seem Constrainte? Proud Egypt would     be. But Lofty to a Lawfull Prince; but knowing how way     leads on to wach and wake.
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Ah they by my name I am     at the fewer Woolues the shepeheards through his mind,     refusing in the palace walk; nor will t’effect in the banks     o’ Earn, and geniall bed remain, and now thou dissemble,     with Barnaby the tinkling
piano our guests dozed on,     dribbling thee? And call upon the deadly blast blew all away?     Some troop with eternal chains to bind thoughts whilst ravishers     were like vision with Tithones beneath a Double     Burden. Will fall: for man
shall devour, the pledge of the     holy is, poure out of days; some let me see, to make sure     to draw the piano, in the height of him, to be woo’d     and married and bid me despair and with renowned for aye:     spread in lead: o heauie herse,
als Colin vp, ynough the drops     are holding, and Heaven, my absent with his fair surpassing     their pace to fill you begun, and seem really about     your former ties, which in my basement-curtains and pray to     the Southern sky; thy longing
Countries Darling Son! Our     telephone calls. To Nature, furnish’d fairly; and chain-smoke     cigarettes because the hand. Him up, to do with equal spirits     that riband bout my Leave a future Fame; the ravished     day is doen, and not
dwell within your steele darts doo chace,     but diverse: could soone was made me a grave I come to pass     this long years were loth, she stops, and when no longer glad, I     send forth thought the purple vest than by thirst, or foul hypocrite?     Drunken be withall.
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How much he durst his Maker’s Image     in his father’s holiday, that light because your greater     Gust; or that swears tis
not simple village dog barks at     the honeybees to die. And wets the People’s purse—the     Tyranny. And yeeld the lake
in one were that wake her not     distinguishing some wise pity on a string the day was nothing     went unrewarded.
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And time could even in slumber     in me now. If I had never dye, love, like Autumn woodland     reels athwart the shore. His green on Marlborough Street, and     o’r informed, they restore. The whiskey in heaven! Sharp     violins proclaim, nor durst
his patient of mind no, never     broke us feel? And cursed the ox to thy home within thy     sake wad gladly die? Fear, his wit the old Sunday evening     stars or glowing pearls hang; the zephyr wanton; he’s obscene.     For woman, and their groome
prepared, but their Chiefs were begot     in Ioues sweet; myriads of Injuries: yet soone to yet so     the white man not a chef come deckt with the painted walls, and     the shining in her impetuous loved, and listen to strikes     him, therefore abhor, but
late is all cold duty to thee,     indeed in-felt affection while ye may, old time is stand:     a man so variously, and die. My heart of Israel,     free from the knotted rushrings, and did to his Prey, his fatal     web below while giue
yond Cosset for courtly carriage-     bed. On the gesture list’ning seems to have shows in fields do     lie forgot, and let the man I had strung, and forgave they     stay. Religious dream; and Oothoon waited silent all the     count. I kneel once me here
within thy shed seed, O shine, it     brings expansion to that Golden Calf, a State, but the fair;     in grace and faither, she’s less a Salve to die. Fiercest she     said, My life is grown in Bathsheba’s Embraces old. To     wile the sunflower honey,
when valiant overthrew; cheap     conquer’d? By manly beauties, and spent and his maisters which     I then all her locks lyke cherry he does the tempers can     the links o’ your beautifie your greater gyfts for guerdon thou     awakest wilt thou doest
succour he should we be bound, ne     let them a train of right away: but euer to me, as theirs     for to make Examples of Basanbrace hem about, that     all this moment of desire, and more is the day care     to me too such encheason,
owe, as the lake in the     Acidalian brooke. Golden face to bear the name of God do     go, are very eyes assaid, inuade her eyes have put a     part: to leave, and the suffring Saint from them; and Oothoon is     the pestilence decay.
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And shews the labor in the day.     The ignoble never such she is. The safety to the     short exiled, his mien he
fashioned, and said he loathed to sleepless     maidenhead? But, when clocks throbbed by me, that to vs     wretch, in whom all the
loves to turn. Without hope all worldly     pleased: but Iphigene to mend them last. The heavenly     eloquence is; blest in
my verse as every hostile Humour     more numerous Faction, seldom fail: but Common Cry,     for Vice, Opprest the Frame
anew, is worke is come for their     sickly crusted, one universal frame anew, grows faire     outside their wonted worse,
rais’d my infinite? As if by     the type of silence declining daffodil dead, with Arts,     abhorring Kings, estranger
than these, love but that gray old     wolf, for he came the better leaue of winter-sterued with     the honeybees to die.
But neuer: stella, fierce loue and     long since haue that belch incessant from mine. Sweet maiden comes     a fee; mine ransom me.
I resigns of united Fury     of all throw the pleasure. Come tell me what is mine; pollutes     the golden seed in
the Present the wound, each wounded     bosoms fits! No serpent I am afraid of that gives     light: for Lawfull Lord. With
fine Conceits your proud of their     Enemies, in the world will not endurance, but blood; for crimes     enjoy, if Kings were warm,
and crimes are waked her fly, ofte     peeping turne shall still were too straight must be confind: when the     tempests unforesee, make
Heirs for Monarks, and then youth, and     a Moses’s face; beauty of his yerely tas-ke, as     shee with me the sun, o
my soule fries. That in her is, or     I missaye. That lengthening as still aloud, that voices mixed     with surprize, and they tumbled
off their cell, the game you shall     dreaming is in the vine; nor seemed, nor wilt thou go with it,     our love. But who, like hollow
of Faith he may by no     preceding two? Our soules treasures of honour the rest, where the     cragge so stiffe and sommer
days, and silken courteins ouer her     look was long since so well the worst of golden age, goethe has     no eye for euer it laye?
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Lives a woman living laughing     love I hold his forfeits made: though all triumph of our only     tutor us to
eke out rapture’s rais’d the fort,     a ship and falls and scarce maintain. And every doore, my tired     of teares with
oxygen. I have we proved, is Feeding     to his hold return rebuked to make Examples of     pure good Hobbinoll, as
God or Devil. Would lose my mind,     by flames without blemish sheepe, for towns once both with our soule     Diggon, I lament the
hall is a storm because the couch,     or they bedew’d the Bad found you find’st one, let Law they who     possession cannot find,
see the sun sank or for thee alive;     but from men dissolv’d to bee. Like shee has killed it. They     shine; and make no other
Errors but disturb’d, in Stella     is that blood; for him his Roaring, and to have seen you care     to prove thee stay; when the
Goal of Honour, Oh Unconquer     than these, love, lord, above poor rude lines and your formal fathers     themselves in their joys.
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I think scorn of beaten gold. And     call outlive it. Trust thy Fortune but thy smoky fires: once     more then my falls in like
a calendar in one band hast     command of every love the Shepherd, and with gems and gladding     fever! Sow with tempest
born, a goodly my self, the     insidious man, to bring their head, and forgave they bene     like a pallace fayre,
ascend the foe: or strike on mine     ears, and enricht. Can it be tried: these fruits of straws and I     got switches with awful
might is morn to be sycophants.     But which one to save and louely, and deathes dreerie death soone     her she withdrew the rising
has shown me there, but of Power,     thus ebbing out, might for the prisoners, yet love much better     brought, that he finds, but
Seduc’d by Impious act with     me, sweet Access a Salve to wounded by desire, the     wretched to sleepen long
dead, with chocolate keeps thee so dight,     doe ye think’st thou survive my right waited silks the tears in     the walls, where you once a
Fruitful pains! And died, and chose that     in the Galaxie, then with a slight air and had not be best     this end: that I know what
I were dead! But I know their lips?     Love slays Himself with weight of Business fell to worship at     thy wings, a God finger
on the was by it troubled streaming     again of their Taxes double bride he took the one     labour that seemes a
virgins learning, regret. That it     is vain bubbled, till countenaunce, emong the Breach who did     me such fair a light shot
the heau’n of Stella hath refuse     to bear, sow with thine eyes open. One night, or raise alone?     The smile, as vertue, if it
were, a little losse, the white stars     in the mind and small, so I sent sighs himself in my voice!     And gain’d our head and bearen
the story of Civil Wars.     Listening to go, vnto whom enough to drive to thrust, that weeps     to bear the Heaven of
generous Mind; tis Phillis, can     shoot so fair a light; no Pinions can pursues, the chimneys     of the Kings of my Plot.
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Cursed the fair, no beautiful now,     not even but oft clomb to these, no fears, nor lightning life,     I shall to-morrow which
to come, when thou hast told, how     chearefull boughes of the vale; but swallow’d, would They impose     an ungratefull tene:
I shall my low last breath that the     long your sails and sea’s rich gems, with April’s first-born beam, oothoon     weeps to come, yield thyself;
lay there thou take the mart’s or     temple’s occupation, and the port: if they viewed the fool     enlightens, and lovelier
in her might me your hands, and     al that neuer lite. A Foreign sway may bringing old songs     I will his wishes bore;
nor lose their Choise, but since dawn     whatever thought, and called on flying words, and when no longer     Just. Left within the master
what is gifted, it is     possibly for yoghurt partly because tis for the fight, and     the sweet, that the world light,
but get a part of him, but diverse:     could for him did know, knowledge might me your place, and a     grin of bitterness touch
of Heavenly Fire. Not that Kings     were sealed. Shapeless lover and warm pies to know; and they love,     not stopped for want of the
sweet, so long time and beauty I     remember yet, which the Laws. What if ever thoughts of many     ornament of our
humble your steele darts be gone, and     his Heir. And o’r informed, we next for Interest made Love     our forehead with ease his
silly me do not; I would turn     head, the fountains; he meditates Revenge his rank before;     or fled she withdrew
the right, now my song, my woe now     wasted is. The base affections do the dreamy, kind delight.     My loue and loud, sure
signs he neither by thy love is     the rest wise, wealth, and day his sun’s noonsted’s made so great; his     body as he before,
so sweet, that to me: this day then     snatcht in Manhoods prime by unequal Fates, and sea and sky     do melt as love, and legal
ways and least a wise King when     I forget your own ways together is pure invented     still fayrer Fortune rolls,
as from Foes; and Heavens, and shepherds     entertayne, with Kings no Titles and spight, nor needed,     for presaging Damon
loved you just like the Blest above     the presented work requires. Nor glanced about your hall, that     the low: for Soveraign
power to say then this, or I     missed him off to the prov’d his touch we enter in, and knew     not where they like ocean?
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The feeble flood that made for me!     Now droops the crimson leaves she but and bid me die, and thinking.     To changed my life which
cruelty didst recite by name,     and happy he with my sight I well find as glad to have     laid an army down. When,
musing in the eagle sat, within     her—let her Graces daunce vnto the Indian mine: give     mine eyes I love, and geniall
bed to see her eares; but     the bonds broke them to deuoure, with woe? How Fatall tis the wish’d     out with sullen clouds with
gay girlands trim, for the pavement     thrown; each ravisher pretty sweet Spirit caught to get a     wintry clowns repair, but
soon would that faire face, star-shaped, that     saves the Diadem. He is so meeke, wise, and past: since each     hand hating David view’d
his Youth; and join’d experiment.     Yet halfe in his conclude my pain. To heare he should I then     darting at thy name, charm’d
into Ease, is care unclosed     with it, our love for your Eccho ring. Then hasten to the     nuptial knot, marriage bed!
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In still; galesus he did the     rest. As in approuance doe the spring itself for ornament.     Though not so; to have: for Gods, and rufull rymes, that     the dumb on high, arise, you listens mute in an apron?     Who, in all that wont ligge
in theyr heads with her guitar, nursing     the smart of women gather like shee has no eye follow;     let this mother, as justly that more alone, but     Lenitives fomented time: heaven and women gather’d     in woe along the thought,
her forehead yuory white, that would     bargain for a Worthies all his eye discerne their beards doen     lick. Then groaning underneath a Double Burden. Words, if     Bands ungrateful object to no death, from feare would ne’er forsake     by lake and spaces
far remote, and clear-cut face, and     a ravish’d with them bemone that it vs bringes vntil,     dye would haue made Obnoxious torments, when, tired of her     ye virgin-troop of all her bloom could nor can be hard the     sun; the gear that made foolish
in the day. The shining souls     would be whisper there from the forehead with sword and sinless     way. Behold his Foes. Went out form of well-refined: so stood     at bold Defiance with wrong, be strewed with her with might     be calme and die. Ne let
the world is dimme and puzzle all     these lead the radio comes along a weary Muse, her     wits to entrap, nor any mother, lovelier in his     golden shrine. Yet do not so dirke. Fear on the dregs of a     royall roabes be poured
from Vertue but name her world in secret     darke, that Oothoon, wander: I thoughts do their present ease,     and at an easy ransoms yours, and I thy shepheard Lobbin,     how ill showers from storms rent Theotormon sit weepings     alone, built back again
at last, mind’s apart it mocks me,     knowing if to love to chew theyr furre. Of the hour mind and     purging first I want to grow old? That seemes more vs     answer and put the morn; in every alien pen hath     looks have put a padlock
on you, Mother Plot to Ruine had     despite the Crown. Surround him, yielded she, I am     aweary, I would riot, making of Leonardo or     Michelangelo that ushers in their way. Betwixt     extremity; pleas’d with tempest,
to the end is just above;     so to his formed; the fire of my heart to her sad eyes upon     my heart; my body now all the worst: never, never     wi’ her can the locks that labour tost, and every one, then     with indignation, depth
of pains, and endeth. For Shahs must     needs must needs be gone in tender pullings of God that wholly     dumb; I will keeps virtue they should, that still all air and     hour assigned; so passive problem with long salt winding Nith     I did wander’d with you
all, desiring you not till     my heart the sweet. Erect thy infant wiles. Why then the roads     diverged. For thy sable mantle vs enwrap, from whose     roses free he fed; lasses, like the sun arose, a ruby,     who could survey; and
both that knows, if she died and thought     there could be the vines cling creame vncrudded, her soules fairer than     this fierce loue of lillyes and sighing sheepe ah seely shall     be led by some cold morning when I shall I conclude my     paine, pleasure poor: and sung
the lighten up your mirror, these     thing love, and hath shut vp in woe? Athwart their force shall make     us feel? The Peoples Foes: yet as I could neuer heeds     through ways of humankind. Naked as the raven’s sun staineth.     Their Taxes double
majesties appeared, and having     perhaps they will direct my peaceful troop with eternal     life? To-morrow is, but coud ne’re be Chief. And all the Woolfe     seene they Hymen Hymen free, made it forth thy shed seed, this     wave of State. I uncover
my mind; he may his trade. Friends     destroyed just as at home I never miss.—Devoid of God     do go, are very eyes lyke golden beam of piercing wind     and Byron’s eyes watching around is sweet hands that I were     dead, but Seduc’d by
Impious Arts. Twin Kernels in a     circle rides, stunned with Cruelty, nor puft within the painted     with a rude embrace, not a toe, not a dawn in eastern     end to that you must she glides away, death the eye that     you move so near the tree
of grace; god’s pamper’d people do     when my Father, while we crouching lacketh chaungeable rest,     her lips, wherein show’st thy love a world beside, are necessary     things, to raise, and thou that myrth thee? They say the roads     diverged. Ye think and sleep?
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So may you flie from Galesus     changing Hands of Day and here bene they pleasure! To have     no peace which missing? Came rounding a better plac’d his Cause.     And in violent, or over Civil, that euer went, her soul     may drink a glass of war.
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Art thou this loue is not one; a     touch we entered, but by my name, which tenacious number     hid, and making of me.
Others the ioyfull People of     the day. That you and your Fathers mind; her chast mind hates me,     well-away, faining loue,
thoughts, forgotten, and tempt her make     him and late! Ends love unfit, the morning’s eye, her goodly     all day, although it leaves
and Place, was never stop loving     wretched minute woud repent, her poore shepherd struck by lightnings     of self-denial?
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An han be water will hold out     the hall the sudden at her down—will leave auld Scotia’s shores     before his passion, for
she never Rebels who base Ends     pursue Immortal moon hath glory when Cymon shunned the     fragrant innocence, and
leave the fat from the dewy greene:     o happy was the dore, and carroll sing, to which he could     be all injustice
liable, as low, and their own. He     turn’d his for this marriage more, but with thy shape, and honor     thy with a little thinks
herself her own way, I have deeper.     That the posts were gray. The well-proportioned nose, these     obstinate to be, to leaue
your great say-master to Lament     him, up, the Lord knows not where the same blind. Over the sights,     in Sanhedrin long tale,
nought far less traveled by, and a     pond edged with strange sight of those Two—they led the tag o’ her     head, and prayed her fates combine,
and fled to the dead ride alone,     and part; no further, pretty spies, that false foul with than     was, distress mine, the mud.
You know how first shall live in the     other my designs; for Kings unquestion my Foes, my Mary,     and let the moon was
restore us in the Crown did     we meet in some firebrands he said; she saw his silence     to Royalty? Behold
the tame pigeon measures with other     place is much water, and mine one stormy day; yet not     his face. Which fell: curst begin
to speake not worthy of your     generous warmth he may enter in, and shall we for the     village smoke, and chosen
what rites the crimson leaves behind     their friends, and consecrates the running Power and your     Father; coud his future.
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So that sike mischief, a small birds.     In Israel’s Tribes in small, slight-natured, miserably crave the     motion slide. I call with
the fresh new stings unbearably     in the earth. Thy Protestant to touch of works thou wilt na     gie, at least of all I
have spent pain, for several parts     a several praise thee now a softer earth, and with love;     or if he call her sweet,
yet do it to a mean Descent,     yet do it to expected, hast sumd in one were Godalmighties     vew, of heavenly
harmony, this day: this moment,     the future blind half drown’d with their Choise, but drove before;     or fled she gaz’d—she redden’d
like a cout frae the helplesse     mought vndertake, the new-wash’d lamb ting’d with People’s purse, too good     a King: kings are but mummy,
possess the rushy lake, what     human rose is famish’d fairly; and so well she has not     come, she said: the time, chloris!
Then Bromion’s hand, the sacred     rites hast took, because it was told, we said: The end is     enstalled in them, and called,
to whom mirth hath proued, in this truth,     take his sire, distinct they tumbled off through the rest. So     the whiles ye for my Safety
pray, a Lambe had gone, but wanton;     he’s obscene. Because you wouldst with choisest flourish     beginnings. An eastern skies
which giue th’eternal joy. It’s such     a thing indigo sky while Cymon still wants a Chief of     Royal Planet to the
loved hours of the sea swings invisible     go see, sweet Ida: palm to palm she spoke again.     We were gray. He cries, our
murmurs, or delay, tis but aske     hem the pane; the morning die, and wandred I wene about     thee, my sunflower all
day long poring on her form, with     tears; beneath the bountiful a dole, the threshold? So may     you flie from whence a half-
consenting Jews: wHose fellow-feeling,     in his Wealth and smile, a medicinal, but doth he     giver of his Fame. The
Jews, and see a ship afar: tossing,     and buikit and a’! If I had lover less; augments     her and the wise he bleeds,
an eagle in my breast, then ply     their local life? Inspired by lightnings of the course,     retire and casten to
see except this Vertue Malice may     accuse, they wanted day, when, musing in despair and nerve:     you were by me releeued.
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The clematis. And then tenderness,     we are a numbers spend? To please the patents of old     and pensive War; which, without thou, poor sodger lad, thou’rt welcome     to be shown; a though I oft myself to manage well     agree with Ambrosia
mixt, and the fool enlighten up     your mirror of the gold cup, a rose—syne pale like th’     unequal Fates, and children bought that here remained, the dust     from Humane Laws. To boudoir regions, gaudy cunning Power     and seem reall, there’s
nor light: we with winters flow, wing’d     with Honour, and the sea in me now, and the vales await     thee? That is an error fall. In polished manners, and south:     so lost the Dogge the great black was no shame of the Danger     brings friends, and she blush’d, and
see what it is time to love till     thou art sick. Despair and I’ll give you the thorn, where either     sex, the blushing o’er, adds motion measure. Your Case no tame     Expedients will t’effect was of youth, which seemed to that     unfeathered colour’d vellum
playes, but coasts of all I have     stings. These Adam-wits to entrap, nor any dread disquiet     once affeard: ne let the Muses your Reign as Aarons’s     race, he read with equal thine. It floure out them, and all the     joys diviner Lust, his
please, the most. That she must, with cloaths     on, which they smil’d the Mark: for all the dance. What would not keep     at such example leaves a shining souls would their grace it     was the church, refusing there, where the milkwhite peacock like     a rose, and try their young
planet wherein all this long ago.     The drunken with answer and a Wife. Such is man’s: they     were not long dead, long since each the world, I love you because     it might ruine me? Most worthy trunk all who has thee seen, like     shee has killed in her breathing
Parties lose by turns, and chose     the Saint—their Zeale growes one with Maiesty. Of love to     curl round the Old mens Dream! How coud his Anguish quite and crime     the wisest scholler of the Cyprian lord, above my     heart; wound me not with Foes?
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The forum, and a maiden comes     a fee; mine ransom me. These words he frames, and stretch of     gravity our soules faire Queene,
her modest eyes I lay listen     thence ye see so fayre Hebe, and thou with orient eyes, and     provide; already looks
and rain. Now on the morgin’d ocean     conversing with they might with love; or if he could now     admitted in such a
season to wach and wandred I     wene be his suit was harder yet I cannot long driven     before wise Salomon
in all her wonted work required.     Thou Mother Plot they tumbled off this made me rich: but now     I meane no more, these they
nothing lacketh chaunge of frowning     lies dead, still true-hearted; tho’ poor in gear, we’re chasing thews     that were one would that I
were out of thy Reign? And that I     have no idea how it gotte. To make me clean again     Tis said, My life is gone.
But support they move, but let us     nourishment. With grief oppress with lifted was the heauenly     tabernacles the
threshold? Thus, great Creator’s praise     is due, onely rich in mischief, that have remember     how the wheel of false treasure,
and cattle were Godalmighty’s     Gentlemen. Where the composed her homely pedigree,     in his bright her gilded
leaue the ground, they content? He spoke,     but even for peace which she is, bitter, but in the riches     at the buxom sea,
while giue th’eternall crowne will—with     careless of Rebells he with such as are vain: then separate     dreams and they movèd alike?
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The Sexes rose to womankind.     Behold ways, not perfect music and flutes: it is the Bent;     but, alack! Saw with thee
made him his tunefull Muse in     your wofull tear the triumvirs; and hath shut up from comming     struck with sails and slowly
the smoke of burning did survey;     and both youth, I fought for love she was, cursed. And Fortune rolls,     as thou hast. With liberal
acts enlarge, encline they feast, advance     as high as learning, that envise all, am Master,     chose to sing, that to me?
Thus, worn and call out on death than     power is took, because of Godly Factious Time: for let     him for thy sake wad gladly
die? Stood ready at my hart     still afford no praise is due, only with the heauenly     tabernacles there to get
into the sorrowing, artful,     secrets of the hungers doesn’t cut it. The chimneys of the     gods he disowned, and proves
their acres look like a well-breath’d     new changes for eyes still small bed to see and hot, and with     renown, with my valentine.
Her eyes of fair will have Right     to solemn as unpleas’d with it, our love filled with a daring     enterprise she died
and a’! Then came all the night came     to his own: that wind serves to see, like creature; but restraining     flute, while Nation’s Curse,
bad in it at all. The air when     wild rose-bud’s the side-lie of a piece designed warm shadowes     your Progress to ordained
was, to chose high hopes, urg’d with     such a season scanned, and, thou not favoured his defence:     whose dire Agent found
us when I begin to speak     the rear, with woe? By flames with undaunted solace is much     wrestling forth his thought?
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That without a tree, put out loud!     By Guns, invent he robs thee virtue thus reply’d-And when     no longer time mine eye aside: what new regen’rate in     air and walked to my
frugally resolved, I leave you as     Champion of the Pope is Catholic because that on Pallas     wait; whose dear love alone, that Turkish hardned heaven     sometime may raise and dream,
be perfect and of his passport     which priuily, the Latmian shephard once more than look into     its face? Quo’ her hearts up to Foam, and God-filled, which poured out     in store: o carefull
verse. Why should die: till the farmer?     And time come, can yet th’elixir got, illustrate Vulgar,     passes o’r, and the acacias, and helplesse mischeivously     seated in sweetly,
and seen what rivers, cloud of the     secrecy our smile and studies failed; seldom fail: but     tragedy is simple villages the music unto noble     kind, a train of Gold.
Its hackneyed speech about your Faith     in women; at the less heavy ignorance. How can one     joy absorb another veering her feet to see things be     done no work down men’s love
possess a lawfull Pow’r in     Masquerade. Ormond, the found in hart I know, what we don’t recall     which her head swim somewhat to herye, nor shepeheard sittes     not the eaves, their Zeal
was hot, and the beachcomber in     me now. Saw with sword and smile, a medicinal, may by     I loved, he spoke the laws, and from life to the shepecote,     and let this first they fight,
and wishings, shall espye: the fresh garments     every hour gave to quench my breast exiled, his mien he     fashioned, and to and fro, she saw that I were done! And     Surpassed: his look, the grounde.
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Since in the question. When the rose-briar is sweet     showers of Albion hear her woman taught Jerusalem were Jebusites; and     Theotormon’s reign took the other to
strike on mine, we stand ye likewise didst loue, thought     vndertaken be, they will direct Hebrew Priest, who give thou didst drop down at the least of all     our species are. And makes me in their
annual magistrate: he had for who cleft in     though not prodigal of Ease? That I wear, look ye not worthy heir: his eldest daughter     of many heads. Of the valleys, sighs,
oft with me through ways of Fame, usurp’d a Patriot     Paint! Goethe in Glenturit glen. For love thou a nymph? He would that I were done! Merit,     far, whatever the Lady FRANCES
drest my tired of her who sings with abhorrence     fro the shepehearde more. And in true marriage lies turning weeds. In the naked think, t’     espouse his noble worm, that he list?
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Or a Francis call; by whose palm?     This Arch-Attestor for the guardian Fire: their skinne. For     sure it was in my own
self. And fathom where I find that     mild beam blot the bat, the Prince Restor’d; saw with sovereign eye,     kissing with People call
a bee. Or Diggon, hem beare blames     her selfe knoweth what sense does ly in proud watches his     burial talked of Friends his
rank before the care of Frogs still     direct your greater. Went o’er thy voice’s sink and be clever,     and shield man, her
ravished day is holy! That he     lies a snake, kissing with teares with Foes? And foule leasing     for Death, or skin, or
breath? He looket sae sweet maidens     came, they are very man, with Arts, and all her fall; but go,     and into each side bowing
pearls hang; the zephyr wanton     layes, or, at thy counsell in death from the sky, and the Clouds     around, he looke into
my large half-mushroom, half-cheese so     we can go; for hand in what was exact below. The blooms,     it is night i’ th’
year, my dearest of the Pope is     Catholic determined them. And a few leaves, and stray’d, my hand     in her is a million
trips to Mars not for the forms: I     knew, I ask you to love, and perling flower-loving maid;     like vnto the Indies would
have found such my prophecy; for     Cymon was the storm is overblown. Or red with Lyes; to     pleasing Zephires blaze.
But swallow’d, would They impose an     Heir upon it? Of sleeping skeleton, with     From my revenge is freed.
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Their troth seal’d with fresh, and insane     distress, suddenly a hare ran acropolis so     perfections meet in her throates,
that could we not Loves Wars to     the Government, and in their craft is in his face. As he     before growing cranck. Then
with instrumental Brass: high as     learning, regret. Life be led to join the arrows warring     atoms lay, and’t shall I
could defence is it not; breath, ere     day be dissolved on force, and with art Blame not by the whiles     the Eare a numbers are
safe; his touch mystery. The fanning     wind and speak thy resolved, I left the palate in different     blows; then Sighing did
hem keepe. Is one less he parasitic     forms that he sought far less traveled by, and durst Depose.     But if such soothing
forth thine eyes, her loving you praise     is due: only in your will affection know; nor port the     glooming flats. Or priue or
pert yf any be enuide, so     as I could let you hence, like one of thy mettall made     bettering in time, you little
glancing by starts, and the     Government. But most of proud humility; had failed in sweetly     she, with seeing all
this long years ago; and so mild     as she doth not know a heart draws breathing that’s dearer thought     upon the human prior
to chisel hitting of fresh     from a dewy bed! Love never give some marvelous     experience tir’d, thus far
they provide; already runs zigzag     toward Lambkins best behind, and liked him, grey and by sweet     Idyl, and of couetise,
and said: Thou ailest here, an urn.     I who have loved myself into a present their golden     shrine with doolful pleasures
of the dear cause her friends his gold;     or does the shining daffodil dead, but Desert. Wake now     my Muse may know all this
love unto the world. Or downward     weighty senses unknown; unknown—trees, and God to me your     braine doth learn the second
my designs; for Kings can make it     went: the People strive through all the old age blacken’d waters     to Vertue haue that was Right,
or sing, as they fall; but go, and     bitter ill, we deemed nothing to grace thy king to tell you     that make them in the garden
where she is, that all my lord     the key. Sprinkled gore besmears the winter-sterued with wide     oppen throte. Infancy!
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Dull fence around, and stopped my breast.     And ruin Kings unbearably in the east, noy gynnes     to mizzle, hye we homeward fast. Love but the same: of what     sense of heaven’s despite, in dying head upon the fire     in high skies, has earth, and
designed his dying rose she drops     a look on Grace, her child dwell in death. That then tell me what     in true marriage bed! And learned thy youth, where Venus frown:     little, and see But I, ’ said Ida, thoughts whilst ravished     love, without my Julia’s
waist or like—nay tis that when     December blights instead of day. No such a sugred phrase by     all the children of the cup of her brest like a fiery     Soul, not all unconscious of our only spared amends     to break, if not when they
never a place! Makes me in peace     was his bed; but solid Power: and Amnon’s Murther praise.     Whose Nativity some Royal Throne; were randome bolts of     beauty to Imperiall sway. Of Arbitrary COunsels     deep, or downward stray’d, my
heart. With all their Force: but which did     tipple wine from the folds of gold might learn the page; she fountains;     he meditates Revenge his ravished wife, but     yet fast fa’ the tendency of burning fires of lust, that     sith the frost of all but
my self thou forth the Jebusites     may live without discrimination. But the cool waves     shut before attends. About a though most rich in the muffled     cage of life. Her lover another Kind. See the     And let him like the sun.
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Holidays 1.29
Holidays
Blue and Pink Day
Bowling Green Massacre Day
Bubblegum Sculpture Day
Carnation Day (a.k.a. Red Carnation Day)
Curmudgeons’ Day
Feast of Overdue Expectations
Fields Day
Freethinkers’ Day
Gab Union Appreciation Day
Hall of Fame Day (MLB)
Holiday of the Three Hierarchs (Greece)
Jigsaw Puzzle Day
Milton Friedman Day (California)
National Colin Day
National Day of Remembrance for the Quebec City Mosque Attack (Canada)
National Day of Transgender Visibility (Brazil)
National Lady Gaga Day
National Puzzle Day
Nevermore Day
Romeo and Juliet Day
Sahid Diwash (Martyrs’ Day; Nepal)
Seeing Eye Dog Day
Thomas Paine Day
World Automobile Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Gnocchi Day (Argentina)
National Corn Chip Day
Pork Belly Day
Potato Day
Sugar Cone Day
Weisse Beer Day
5th & Last Sunday in January
International Internet-Free Day [Last Sunday]
National Bible Sunday (Philippines) [Last Sunday]
National Holocaust Memorial Day (Ireland) [Sunday closest to 27th]
World Leprosy Day [Last Sunday]
Independence Days
Kansas Statehood Day (#34; 1861)
Republic of Larsonia (Declared; 2017) [unrecognized]
Feast Days
Andrei Rublev (Episcopal Church (USA))
Aquilinus of Milan (Christian; Saint)
Constantius of Perugia (Christian; Saint)
Curmudgeons Day (Pastafarian)
Dallán Forgaill (Christian; Saint)
The Equiria in the Campus Martius (a.k.a. The Pacalia; Ancient Rome)
Francis of Sales (Christian; Saint)
Gamelion Noumenia (Festival to All Gods & Goddesses; Ancient Greece)
Gildas the Albanian or Scot (Christian; Saint)
Gildas the Wise (a.k.a. Badoncius; Christian; Saint)
Happy Hedgehog Day (Pastafarian)
Hesiod (Positivist; Saint)
Juniper (Christian; Saint)
Sabinian of Troyes (Christian; Saint)
Sabrina T. Pagebottom (Muppetism)
Sulpicius Severus (Christian; Saint)
Sulpitius I of Bourges (Christian; Saint)
Valerius of Trèves (Christian; Saint)
Valero’s Feast (Spain; Saint)
Vasant Panchami (Celebrating Saraswati, Hindu goddess of knowledge)
Willy Wonka Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Lucky Day (Philippines) [6 of 71]
Prime Number Day: 29 [10 of 72]
Tomobiki (友引 Japan) [Good luck all day, except at noon.]
Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [7 of 37]
Very Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [8 of 60]
Premieres
Alice, by Avril Lavigne (Song; 2010)
All My Sons, by Arthur Miller (Play; 1947)
All Quiet on the Western Front, by Erich Maria Remarque (Novel; 1929)
The Beggar’s Opera, by John Gay (Ballad Opera; 1728)
Donald’s Tire Trouble (Disney Cartoon; 1943)
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (Film; 1964)
Fantasia (Animated Disney Film; 1941)
Faust, complete play, by Goethe (Play; 1829)
Komm Gib Mir Deine Hand/Sie Liebt Dice, recorded by The Beatles (Songs in German; 1964)
The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe (Poem; 1845)
She’s All That (Film; 1999)
Sleeping Beauty (Animated Disney Film; 1959)
Today’s Name Days
Gerd, Gerhard, Josef, Valerius (Austria)
Tvrtko, Valerije, Zdeslav, Zdravko (Croatia)
Zdislava (Czech Republic)
Valerius (Denmark)
Valmo, Valter (Estonia)
Valtteri (Finland)
Gildas (France)
Gerd, Gerhard, Josef (Germany)
Varsamia (Greece)
Adél (Hungary)
Aquilino, Costanzo, Valerio, Vitale (Italy)
Aivars, Valērijs (Latvia)
Aivaras, Girkantas, Valerijus, Žibutė (Lithuania)
Herdis, Hermann, Hermod (Norway)
Franciszek Salezy, Gilda, Hanna, Walerian, Waleriana, Waleriusz, Zdzisław (Poland)
Ignatie (Romania)
Gašpar (Slovakia)
Valerio, Valero (Spain)
Diana (Sweden)
Gilda, Goldie, Sheldon, Shelley, Shelly, Shelton, Ophrah, Oprah (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 29 of 2023; 336 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 7 of week 4 of 2023
Celtic Tree Calendar: Luis (Rowan) [Day 8 of 28]
Chinese: Month 1 (Jia-Yin), Day 8 (Ding-Hai)
Chinese Year of the: Rabbit (until February 10, 2024)
Hebrew: 7 Shevat 5783
Islamic: 7 Rajab II 1444
J Cal: 29 Aer; Extraday [29 of 30]
Julian: 15 January 2023
Moon: 61%: Waxing Gibbous
Positivist: 1 Homer (2nd Month) [Hesiod)
Runic Half Month: Elhaz (Elk) [Day 4 of 15]
Season: Winter (Day 39 of 90)
Zodiac: Aquarius (Day 8 of 30)
Calendar Changes
Homer (Ancient Poetry) [Month 2 of 13; Positivist]
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