#they can stay a lawyer and a pi

[paradox-n-bedrock]

the more i watch Elsbeth, the more i dream of an Elsbeth Tascioni/Kalinda Sharma queer buddy cop-style dramedy

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Hii im asking this to a bunch of ‘sakuverse’ creators this and i would love ur input on it.( Also, i’m trying to word this as best as i can so bear with me but) what do u think would have happened if andrew and isaac did stay together and darling still did what they did with the assignment in episode 1? my mind is always changing on this topic because andrew even said it himself (in his latest episode at least) that he believes that him and darling were meant to be. idk im just rambling and im asking a bunch of crumpets this and want to know your take on this. ok byeee❤️‍🩹 (ty for answering)

That is an interesting thought. 

If Isaac and Andrew had stayed together, Darling would not have written the paper at all. Somehow, I believe they would have realized that Andrew was in a relationship.

Still, for the sake of argument, let's say they didn't know and still wrote the paper. Andrew would not be the type to report them but rather ask to meet them in his office and politely reject them, telling them that he was in a dedicated relationship.I think he would tell Isaac about it as well. He would be the type to push Andrew to report it in some way, and when Andrew refuses, I believe he would do an extensive background check on Darling. If they persisted, Isaac would confront them and tell them to back off, perhaps being mildly threatening. 

I think 'meant to be' regarding his relationship with Darling would not extend to breaking up with Isaac to be with them. I feel like if Isaac and Andrew pursued their relationship, they would be content and in love -- they were 'right person, wrong time' after all -- and a break up would be the furthest thing from their mind. Andrew would not even entertain the idea of leaving him, especially because the initial feelings of attraction he had for Darling would not have arisen at all if he was already in a relationship.

More interesting than Andrew is Isaac.

Imagine how different his life would have been if he had stayed with Andrew. Imagine them staying in London. Imagine Isaac being a lawyer, never picking up his grandfather's legacy, never learning about the existence of mythics.

Imagine how much happier he would have been, never getting sucked into this bleak, high-stakes life of being a PI for Asriel's circle and all these important people. Imagine him without the lonely years of longing for company while simultaneously being afraid of letting people get close to him. Imagine him without the feeling of going on autopilot through his own life that accompanied him for years before Pickle made him feel alive again. 

This is a good concept to think about. Thank you for the ask, anon!

[sp-by-april]

Mmmmh how about Kyle x fem!reader fucking you in his dads office while helping out w something but his dad is like completely oblivious to it (or he’s too embarrassed to acknowledge it)

Yessss!!! I love freak!Kyle so much.

Kyle x F!Reader

[Submit a prompt for tonight's smut a thon!] [Kyle Broflovski master list]

I hadn’t worked at the firm very long but long enough that I had already locked down Kyle. I’m a PI, not a lawyer, but we all work pretty close together.

He was staying late and double checking some of his dad’s files when I came in to drop off a report I’d just finished since there’s a particular case we’d all been busting our asses on.

Kyle and I are still at the stage where we can’t keep our hands off each other, so obviously we started fucking.

I was bent over the desk with my skirt hiked up a little and he was squeezed inside me so deliciously. He was leaning over me with his mouth in my ear, and were both close to coming when the door opened.

It was his father.

I pretended that we were looking at something on the computer, “You might want that in triplicates,”

Gerald stood in the door and stared at us, “Uhh… Burning the midnight oil, guys?”

“You know how it goes,” Kyle said sheepishly.

I could feel him throb inside me and my hips instinctively tilted. Kyle’s breath trembled over my skin as he felt me move over him.

I decided to have a little fun at his expense. He was the reason I was in this position, after all.

“That reminds me… Kyle did you get my report on the Murphy’s?” I asked him.

He looked down at me, “What – I don’t think so,”

“You should read it. It’s amazing what can be avoided if you’re smart enough not to get caught,”

I felt a sharp pinch on my thigh and almost jumped.

“Don’t worry,” Kyle said, “I’ll check it out, but trust me when I say I already have another job lined up for you,”

Gerald rolled his eyes, “Kyle, remember that investigators cost money. They’re not an endless resource you can use however you want,”

I smirked and slowly started to move my hips, “Kyle loves to use me,”

I felt Kyle throb hard.

His hips pushed further into me, “You fucking ask for it,”

I used every muscle between my legs at my disposal to squeeze him and Kyle groaned, “Please...”

Gerald blinked.

Kyle cleared his throat, “Please, let’s not act like I’m the problem here,”

Gerald looked around the room suspiciously, “You know what guys? I’ll log into one of the computers in the bullpen. Good luck,”

I could feel Kyle start to relax, “Thanks,”

“Oh, one more thing,” Gerald looked between us, “This door? It fucking locks,”

[pamsimmerstories]

Nancy's lawyer is here

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[nathan]: mr landgraab, thank you for metting me here.

[avery]: you said you’re my grandmother’s lawyer. is that it? what does she want from me?

[nathan]: well, you know your grandmo--

[avery]: i actually only saw her once, at my dad’s funeral. so, no. i don’t know her.

[nathan]: she died this week

[avery]: she did?

[nathan]: yes. i’m assuming you didn’t know.

[avery]: i didn’t. but what do you want from me?

[nathan]: i don’t know how you’re gonna take this, but she had someone watching you and your family since your father got married... since your father cut her off, i think it was her way of staying closer... anyway, she left almost everything for you

[avery]: did she? why? why me?

[nathan]: she didn’t tell me. she had a lot of properties and money, she left a few for your uncles, and since your father died, for you and your siblings. but she left most of her properties and money to you. i really don’t know why

[avery]: nancy fucking landgraab... never fails to surprise us, even when she’s dead.

[nathan]: nancy was something else. she also paid me good money to be your lawyer. whenever you need me, i’m your guy.

[avery]: jesus! why the sudden change? was she feeling guilty about dad’s death?

[nathan]: and because of the PI, she knew you were coming to san myshuno. she really wanted you to have her apartment

[avery]: do i have to live in an old lady apartment?

[nathan]: well, i can show you the apartment. she also left you a letter...

[avery]: is this the last surprise?

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Criminal Minds OCs Part 1

Campbell Hotcher in Dead End Road, x Derek Morgan

Hotch’s daughter. When she was 6 years old, Bell was abducted and was kept for 10 years before she was able to escape – she got away from her captor, deliberately got herself arrested, then demanded she be allowed to call her lawyer which, of course, means Hotch. From there she gets her GED, speeds through college studying forensic psychology, and at 20 she’s the youngest unofficial member of the team. (Unofficial meaning that everyone knows she will be on the team, but right now Gideon is only bringing her on some cases as a way to test how she copes on the field, especially with cases that might bring up her own trauma, and to test how Hotch handles her on the field)

CJ Jareau & Jackson Wells in No Peace In Quiet, shipped together

CJ is JJ’s younger sister by about 6/7 years younger, follows in her sister’s footsteps and joins the team first as another press liaison but then eventually becomes an agent, and Wells is the golden boy of the BAU

Mallory King in Boulevard of Broken Dreams, x Derek Morgan

When Mallory King was in high school, she had a twin. She also had a stalker. On one terrible, terrible day, Evelyn King was kidnapped. Mallory never knew if her stalker made a genuine mistake in taking the wrong twin, or if Evelyn had deliberately pretended to be her in order to trick the stalker, but either way, Evelyn did not survive. Unable to cope with the loss of her sister and needing to understand what happened, Mallory goes to every single one of Gideon's lectures. After a time, Gideon becomes curious about her, looks into her, learns her story, offers her a spot on the team

Landon Green, x Penelope Garcia & Derek Morgan

Paid her way through school as a sex worker (mostly porn, occasional meetings) and very well adjusted about it. Too smart for her own good, former private investigator whose case overlapped with the BAU and she ended up working with them to solve the case, was immediately invited onto the team by Hotch. Is sometimes out on the field, sometimes stays back to help Penelope with research since she did a lot of that as a PI

Marina Young in Human Phenomenon, x Spencer Reid

Former EMT, brought onto the team as a medic who can travel with the team (brought on after a kidnapping victim died because they couldn’t get her medical attention soon enough), gradually trains to be a full agent, best friends with Ryder Clark

Ryder Clark in Human Phenomenon, x Aaron Hotchner

Texas boy and conversion therapy survivor, Ryder is a forensic medicine specialist when he's first recruited, but is also still studying to expand his scopes of knowledge, initially a lab consultant but becomes a field agent at some point. Works constantly with Marina Young, he specialises in people who are already dead and she focuses on helping people who are still alive, but their abilities overlap and they’re often working together

Kira Martin & Walker Harris

Kira has been on the team for ages, very by the book, hand selected by Hotch for her profiling abilities. Walker is a newer transfer, bit of a wild card and tends to think outside the box but that has been one of his best skills in the job and the reason he was brought onto the team by Gideon. They butt heads constantly, so much sexual tension, both learning to appreciate what the other brings to the team

(Special thanks @manyfandomocs & @ocmerunaway for helping me figure all of this out)

[amethyst-geek]

What halves of which couples from gen 1-3 would come back for an All-Stars season against the reboot contestants

Now this hypothetical new all-stars season would probably be season 3 of the reboot. And since season 1 of the reboot takes place 15 years after the original TDI, that would place the new all-stars season 17 years after TDI, so that would place the original Island Cast (plus Alejandro and Sierra) at age 33, the ROTI cast at age 31, and the PI cast at age 30, so I don't think it's a stretch to assume that most, if not all, of the TD alum couples would have a kid or 2. Thus if Chris were to invite the various TD alums back for another all-stars season, the various couples would each have a conversation that boils down to "Ok, one of us should stay home to reduce the risk of our kid(s) becoming an orphan." So I will now go over the couples that are still together (or in the case of Scottney, couples I can see getting back together after their canon break-up), and discuss who would compete and who would opt out.

Geoff and Bridgette- Geoff already had his time to shine in the Ridonculous race, so I would say Bridgette would be the one competing in All-Stars 2.

Noah and Emma- speaking of former Ridonculous Racers, I feel Noah being the 1 to compete in All-Stars 2 instead of Emma is a no-brainer for 2 reasons. 1 being that he's the only half of the couple to have competed in Total Drama while Emma only participated in a spin-off. The 2nd being their careers. Emma would probably be busy with her lawyer career while I picture Noah alternating continuing to compete in the reality show circuit and being a stay-at-home dad.

Tyler and Lindsay- The TDA special mentioned Tyler also being in the reality show circuit, and I can see him continuing that well into his 30s. And when Lindsay competed in the first all-stars, she gave up after 1 episode. So I can imagine Tyler being the 1 to compete in All-Stars 2.

Leshawna and Harold- I can see this couple being 1 of the couples who both compete, mainly because I can't decide between them.

Alejandro and Heather- I can see these 2 also being 1 of the exceptions to the "only 1 half of a couple competes in All-Stars 2) thing, but if they aren't, I say Heather who competes based on my headcanons regarding their post-TD careers. I picture Alejandro becoming a paleontologist (which admittedly is something he could probably put on hold for a few weeks while he competed on All-Stars 2). Similar to Noah, I see Heather alternating between being a stay-at-home mom and competing in the reality show circuit (and since her online interview for World Tour mentions her doing Karaoke, I can see her competing in TD universe's equivalent of the Masked Singer). Plus, I love the idea of Julia and Heather competing against each other or being on a team together.

Scottney- hear me out, but I think Scott would be one competing in All-Stars 2 (assuming the balloon incident in the first all-stars didn't traumatize the 2 into both opting out of All-Stars 2). Similar to Emma, I imagine that Courtney's lawyer career would keep too busy to compete in All-Stars 2. Plus from a Doylist standpoint, I imagine the writers would want to keep the ratio of Island and Roti contestants even.

Zoke- In the All-Stars finale, Mike expressed interest in competing in another season of TD to which Zoey (along with Gwen and Cameron) made it clear that she did not want to compete again. Based on that, Mike would probably be the 1 to return.

Shawn and Jasmine- This could potentially be another couple where both parties compete, but if I had to choose, I'd say Shawn is the 1 competing, with the in-universe explanation being that Jasmine's flowershop/cage-fighting school is very busy during the summer, and she didn't trust Shawn to run it for her. Alternatively, they could be one of the couples where both parties opt out of All-Stars 2.

Edit: I just realized I forgot to discuss Sam and Dakota. Sam already had a solo run in All-Stars (which was not well received), in the event of there being another All-Stars, I think they would bring back both or only bring Dakota. If Dakota comes back, my caveat would that she's figured out a way to switch between her human and mutant form at will, with Chris saying that she's only allowed to switch to a mutant form in emergencies.

[ailelie]

I really love how the new Magnum PI handled Abby.

Backstory: Thomas Magnum lives on the large, Hawaiian estate of the man who turned his life into bestselling novels. The estate is managed by Julia Higgins, former MI6 agent, now majordomo. Their relationship is rather antagonistic at the start, but develops into mostly fond antagonism with a steel core of mutual trust.

Other than some looks when one realizes "oh, this person is more than I thought" (mostly on Higgins' side), this is not portrayed romantically. When they feign to be a couple for a job, nothing is played for romance. In fact, they discuss dating. Higgins helps Magnum make up with Abby (who he had gone on a date with as a persona for a job). When Higgins has a date, Magnum only asks to tag along because it is with a baseball player he admires.

At the same time, they are growing increasingly in sync and it is developing into a lovely "everyone sees it but them" scenario.

So, Abby, begins to notice this at the end of season 1, but doesn't say anything. She doesn't question Magnum or make demands of him. She recognizes that Magnum/Higgins isn't a thing and that Magnum would never be unfaithful (especially not after his experience with his former fiancee), but she also sees that Higgins is very important to him.

In season 2, Abby realizes that a man she helped defend (to the point of a hung jury) is guilty (his newly published book contains details she'd known, but had never shared with him). Enlisting Magnum's help (to be fair, it isn't her who asks and she does tell him she wishes he hadn't said 'yes') and helping Magnum goad her client into revealing where he buried the bodies go against her ethics as a lawyer. (She even tells Magnum at one point. He says that putting the author in prison is the right thing to do. She replies "Morally? Yes. Ethically? No.")

At the end of the case, her license is revoked. She tells Magnum she is moving to the mainland to open a pro bono legal clinic (and points out that she can no longer practice in Hawaii). He immediately starts strategizing for long distance, but she stops him.

I don't think this case was a test, but I think, after it was over, Abby reflected on it as if it were--not of Magnum, but of herself. If she stays, her life would be like that case over and over again. She would have to find a way to fit into the private eye business alongside Magnum and his new partner, Higgins.

(Magnum had spent the last few episodes campaigning Higgins to become his partner in the business, rather than just the person he hit up for technological favors and occasional back-up).

I think she realized that they could work, but working required sacrifices of her own identity she wasn't willing to make to fit into a mold someone else (Higgins) was already occupying.

She tells Magnum "good-bye" and that he'll find his match, that the perfect person for him is closer than he thinks. Then she leaves.

I love this because Abby/Magnum was a fun pairing and Abby did not leave Magnum because his job was too dangerous or he wasn't who she thought or she was jealous of Higgins. Instead, she leaves because (a) she has to if she wants to keep practicing the law, and (2) she realizes they aren't right for each other, that fitting into each other's worlds would require too many changes.

She is never villainized. She is always classy. Her relationship with Magnum was super in the background, but it mattered to them both. It just wasn't the right relationship for either of them.

[casspurrjoybell-25]

Skating on Thin Ice - Chapter 48 - Part 3

*Warning - Adult Content*

Elijah Ellis

Ian wordlessly followed me up to my room, standing in the doorway as I sat down on my bed across from him.

"You can stay in here or down on the couch," I told him, breaking the silence.

"I should've just went home," Ian said with a scoff.

"But Fox wouldn't leave me the hell alone. You don't need to babysit me."

"I'm not babysitting you," I replied with an eye roll.

"We just don't want you going home to a dangerous situation."

Ian and I weren't the closest of friends but I still didn't want to send him home to where he could potentially be harmed.

"It's not dangerous," Ian retorted, irritation clear in his tone.

"I know you don't see it that way but being physically harmed is abuse," I told him.

Ian's eyes darkened as he leaned against the door frame.

He crossed his arms over his chest, directing his narrowed eyes into mine.

"Remember when I was out with Micah that one night and you watched us to make sure nothing bad happened and took me home later?" I reminded him, standing up from the bed to be level with him.

That night was the first time I had felt close to Ian.

It was the first time I had seen us as actual friends.

"Yeah?" he responded in an annoyed voice, like he couldn't tell where I was going with this.

"That's like what Fox does for you and what I'm doing right now," I continued, looking straight into his dark eyes.

"So just hang out here tonight. We don't even have to talk, we can just stare at the wall if you want."

I swore I saw Ian crack a smile at that but it vanished just as soon as it appeared.

A moment later, Joshua and Trevor appeared behind Ian in my doorway.

Ian and I shared looks of shock.

"Hey Trevor," I greeted with a wave as Ian finally entered my room.

"Hey," Trevor replied with a wide grin.

"Where's Fox?" Joshua asked, looking around the room with a confused expression.

"Home," I told him.

Joshua gave Ian and I a strange look but didn't comment further.

I was sure he wanted to ask questions and only didn't because he knew I would ask about him and Trevor.

We didn't stay in my bedroom for long as my fathers yells caused Joshua and I to rush down the stairs and into the kitchen where Dad was having a heated conversation over the phone.

Mandy sat at the table with a startled expression as Dad paced the floor.

"I swear to God, Susan, I will file a restraining order," Dad exclaimed, his face turning red.

"Leave my son alone."

Dad and I shared eye contact, tears pooling in his as he listened to whatever my mother said on the phone.

His jaw clenched as he pressed his lips tightly together while my mouth gaped slightly.

The startled look on my face caused Dad to hang up the phone and place it down on the table before making his way to me.

"Did you know your mother and Dave planned to take you with them to Pennsylvania?" Dad asked in a shaky tone, placing his hands on my shoulders.

My breath hitched and all I could do was nod, Dad letting out a frustrated sigh and looking down at the floor briefly.

"You should've told me," he said in a low tone.

"Dad," I choked out.

"They can't take me."

Dad sighed again, looking over to Mandy and Joshua before bringing his gaze back to mine.

"Your mother is getting a lawyer involved," Dad told me in an even voice, keeping his hands locked on my shoulders.

"She can't do that," I immediately denied, shaking my head.

"I'm eighteen. She can't force me to go anywhere."

"I know, I know," Dad replied, pulling me into a hug.

"But I don't know what exactly her lawyer is going to be able to do, since, even though you're eighteen, you're still a high school student."

I rested my head on his shoulder, suddenly feeling tired at the thought of my mother somehow being able to get me back into her grasp.

"Then we get a lawyer involved," Mandy said in a hard tone, standing from the table.

"I'm sick of this and I'm sick of her trying to tear Elijah away from us."

I picked my head up and Dad nodded in agreement.

"I don't care how much it costs," Mandy continued.

"We're putting an end to this. Now."

I made my way back up to my room a few moments later, Joshua following closely behind me.

"Everything is going to be fine," Joshua assured me, patting my shoulder as I headed into my room.

I nodded at him and entered my bedroom where Ian and Trevor stood in awkward silence.

I would have laughed at the two of them if I wasn't feeling so emotionally spent.

Joshua motioned for Trevor to follow him out of the room and left Ian and I alone.

"I won't even ask what that was all about," Ian said after Joshua had shut the door.

"Just my mom trying to control me," I said with a heavy sigh, throwing myself down on my bed and staring up at the ceiling.

"The same mom that threw you out for being gay?" Ian asked, sitting beside me.

"The very same one," I replied.

Ian shook his head, looking down at me.

"I guess we both have fucked up moms."

I snorted out a laugh.

"I guess so."

It wasn't long before I started dozing off, the emotions from what had happened wearing me down.

Ian had turned on my T.V. and started flipping through the channels as he sat beside me.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, my cell-phone started ringing with Fox's name showing up on the caller ID.

"Hey Foxy," I answered, hearing Ian let out a snort at the pet name.

"Elijah, it's Wren," Wren said, his voice sounding rushed.

I sat up on the bed, my brows knitting together in confusion.

"Wren? Is everything okay? Where's Fox?"

"Fox is in the hospital."

[sassypotatoe1]

I don't get the opportunity to write these guides often enough as a journalist and I'm constantly astounded by how many people fall for blatant scams so here is your general guide to scams and phishing. Share it with your friends and family or something idk but too few people know these things and everyone should.

The first thing you should always remember is to stay calm and not panic. If you receive a threatening email, message, dm or phone call or even letter, calm down, take a step back and immediately regard it as suspicious. Email about you being hacked and them claiming they will release sensitive information about you unless you pay them? Suspicious! Dm about your account being terminated because it goes against user guidelines? Suspicious! Email, letter, text or call about how your account is in arrears or you've broken a law and are facing a fine, arrest, eviction or your utilities getting cut off? Immediately suspicious.

The next step is to contact support through the appropriate channels to check if the threat is real, and what the next steps are if it is. It's also important to know through which channels these things are officially communicated, how these processes typically work and what your rights are.

Social media and app support can be contacted through the support function on their official websites. The police, municipal accounts department, court, licensing department and if eviction is being threatened a lawyer through their official communication channels, often a number. For police you'll want to use the non-emergency number of your local station, but the rest you just call up the number for the department and the switchboard will put you through to the right person to talk to.

Your rights regarding these things vary according to where you are, but generally you cannot be evicted without notice for accounts in arrears, your utilities cannot be cut off without notice for accounts in arrears, fines are issued through mail with the official stationary and postage, Google what that would look like where you are, and you also have a notice period for these, and if you broke a criminal law you would be arrested with a warrant and given a date to appear in court. You would not be notified that there is a warrant out for your arrest through a text message.

Notice periods for eviction and utilities also differ from place to place, but generally both need a court order to be enforceable, and at the very least the notice period is 14 days. You will never receive account details to pay the fine, utilities or rent into in the mail, or if you do compare it to the account you typically pay them into to make sure they are exactly the same before giving them a cent, and only after you've confirmed that it is a real notice. Generally I would recommend paying fines at the physical offices they're issued from, paying utilities at the physical branch of the municipality and paying rent to your usual estate agent or landlord, not a surprise third party, no matter how convincing they are about estate transfers etc.

A private investigator isn't licensed in most places to do debt collection, and you pay them a total based on the hourly rate they have after services rendered. If they require a deposit find another investigator. If they claim to render services they aren't licensed to render, and you can look up what a pi license encompasses where you're at online, do not give them a cent.

Debt collection is handled through small claims court under a certain amount, they will send a licensed debt collector to acquire your funds on your behalf, and above that threshold amount you should not be lending out if you are not a licensed credit provider. You will get slapped with hefty fines and taxation in most places, and it's just stupid and irresponsible because you don't have loss insurance like a licensed credit provider does. Find out what your small claims court threshold is.

Social media account action will be communicated in-app by the platform using push notifications, and/or email from the official support email. This can be tricky to identify, so I'll try to give a general enough example. Say your tiktok account (or any social media) is about to be banned because it goes against user guidelines. You will receive a push notification telling you that you are facing account action and what content needs to be rectified to avoid this, or that you have surpassed the number of strikes on your profile and will be disabled effective immediately. At this point you will no longer have access to your account, or if you do you won't have access to posting or commenting functions.

This push notification will not appear as a dm asking you to click a link to appeal this decision. It will not be a regular notification. On tiktok it will fall under the account notifications bar, which is the one that you get with the "withdrawal limit updated" and "your report status" notifications. Most other social media apps send you an email using the official support email address, which you can Google and compare letter for letter. They will also never ask you to follow a link to appeal the decision. They will tell you to contact support, go find the support email on the official website do not use the one provided in the email, even if it's the correct one rather be safe than sorry.

If you receive a dm informing you that your account will be shut down if you do not appeal it by following a link, report it as phishing or the equivalent option in-app and DO NOT FOLLOW THE LINK! If you receive a dm from someone you've talked to in the past asking you to follow a link, whether it be because they supposedly accidentally reported your account or want a free gift from temu or won a competition and need to share the link with x amount of people to claim it, let them know on a separate platform that they have been hacked and/or scammed. Do not open the link.

Http links are generally not safe to use, https links are generally safe to use, if it's a recognizable link check for typos that's a spoof link, corporate links are dot com (.com), government links are dot gov dot country code (.gov.za), npo and ngo links are dot org dot country code or just dot org (.org.za or .org), academic links are dot ac dot country code (.ac.za), or dot edu (.edu), if the end of your link does not match the rest regard it as suspicious. For example if a supposed government link does not end in dot gov dot country (.gov.za) it is not an official government address and can not be trusted. Regard dot io, dot bitly, etc. As suspicious always, unless you are willing to properly learn about these web codes and investigate links individually.

Emails are a little bit more wishy washy, but generally if it is not a domained outlook email regard it as suspicious. If you get organization@gmail.com emails be wary. Most companies and organizations with the power to disable accounts, issue fines, disconnect utilities etc. Have an email domain, typically run through outlook. It is a professional standard and very very few places don't have it in place.

Government and municipal emails will look like "GovernmentAgentName@ProvinceOrState.gov.CountryCode", corporate emails will look like "EmployeeOrDepartment@CompanyName.co.CountryCode" and ngos will follow the same formula but end in ".org.CountryCode" or ".org" alone. Again, check for typos that is a spoof account, and for smaller ngos or businesses gmail is still a possibility, so check their official website or social media to confirm. Capital letters here are for easier reading but they are no longer required for emails and rarely will you see an email with capital letters anymore.

And finally, online shopping. If you're buying from an established online store with no established quality track record, look for photo reviews and negative reviews. Buying on wish? If you don't see a review with a photo attached regard it as a fake listing. Buying on Amazon, temu, Etsy etc? Check for negative reviews and see what they say about the product. Take their word as gospel. If you're buying from Craigslist, gumtree, Instagram or tiktok shop, etc do not trust anyone. Do not pay for the item unless you have physically held it in your hands. Do not pay a deposit to hold the item. There are plenty of small businesses that can be trusted in this regard, but there are also too many "small businesses" that take the money and run.

If a listing seems too good to be true it is. If you see a 30k usd car on Facebook marketplace for 10k and it looks new with no notes indicating work that needs to be done, high mileage etc, that is not a real car you will lose 10 thousand dollars. Smaller things too if you see a 3k cordless drill for 700 you will lose 700 bucks. There are real bargains out there, buy them when you've physically held them in your hands and checked their quality, functionality and age. Otherwise do not trust them.

If you're a small business and any of the above advice would negatively impact your business, it is time to consider legitimizing your business by getting a domain, using reputable portals to sell your goods and engage in product or service quality enaurance strategies. Use your social media marketing to market, and to prove the quality of your products or services. People are more likely to trust you if you show them exactly what goes into making or rendering your products and services, and having the correct domains registered will also protect you down the line.

Be safe out there and don't get caught! Scammers are getting smarter every day so you have to too.

[castle-dominion]

6x7 like father like daughter

the alexis lawyer episode liveblog

Ok so I only have 20 minutes to liveblog but that should get me to the titlecard at least

Why are they showing us "incorrect" footage tho?

15 years is a long time commonwealth of pennsylvania He can be killed? they still have death penalty? midnight? dramatic.

What is alexis doing here? alexis is so pretty tho

GETTING MARRIED IN SPACE REALLY WOULD BE COOL THO. except for reggie the helicopter spaceship pilot lol & peeing in space is not hot KB: Yes, because when I was a little girl imagining my wedding day, being stuck in a small tin can with a thousand tons of rocket fuel strapped to my ass was exactly what I had in mind.

RC: I don’t want to go look at wedding venues this weekend. KB: Too bad.

Alexis held her breath until she passed out, new trivia

Ooh Alexis is friends with police detectives! Yay abuse of resources! They are friends with alexis, baby alexis is growing up.

Castle stacking pencils on his nose, castle adhd headcanon, the music is great "you should be writing!"

Alexis changed! "I'm still mad at you ok?" Alexis went to court before castle lol *accidentally says frank's name* RC: Yeah … how? (ALEXIS rolls her eyes) I must have seen the file on Esposito’s desk. Evidence? Find the story then.

This isn't a time for you to reconnect with alexis, this is work. Remember in the future, s8, when castle tries to win back beckett in a similar way to what he's doing now with alexis?

Castle talk abt the case not pi... "What if I was, would that be so bad?" He hasn't asked a question yet bc he was keeping up with the case Maggie stayed with him all this time? Freaking sad! Beautiful! every week for three years is a long time... AC: it already hurts.

Wow yay already titlecard.

Good job with the makeup making him look young for the first scene in the ep Lawyer? Cop? No a mystery writer.

His house alarm went off, called someone to shut off the alarm. Shut it off, heard screams across the street. Backdoor open, went inside, she was lying there. But girl what if you like tried to start cpr or smth so when the cops come in they see you beating on herbody but they also then realize that you are hitting her chest for heartbeat. blood on you, police record... She had a crush on him & he flirted back but he also proposed to his gal! Obviously they have looked into lyle gomez, right? Or no. Ok.

Frank: They didn’t have to. They had me. Mr. Castle, I’ve got three days left on God’s earth. I don’t need you to find the real killer. I just need somebody to prove it wasn’t me. btw the music, rly good.

Castle callin ghis police detective wife... here for both of you slkjfsldjfs oof ouch this ep & I have to leave for fucing work now.

Lol cliff's notes.

Can you get partial prints off the bracelet? if it came off during the struggle?

k gtg ily bye

k I'm back. My grandparents visited & I had a FULL day of work so I couldn't return to my liveblog after work & I couldn't start liveblogging in the morning but I have a few hours now before work today.

That's what castle is ther for, seeing things other ppl missed!

lol acab

My bro speaking as alexis: Wait dad, 'm paying the check?

Sherlock holmes, the mest evidence is what is NOT there

Lanie & alexis <3

Police won't do shit

*lyle walks back in & slams the door*

Teenaged girl <3 not asking for permission, but I still want you here

Alexis just enters this man's house?

on/off relationships can just be like that sometimes

Lol I love how he shoplifted booze & the shop owner didn't charge him or anything but made him pick up litter

Except Frank wasn't into her so it wouldn't matter if she was seeing other guys

She turns and gasps. CASTLE is by the door, ready to attack with a tire iron. AC: She turns and gasps. CASTLE is by the door, ready to attack with a tire iron. RC: Overreacting, maybe. You were in there a long time.

Yeah he IS tired all around. "& now I've got to be hers" oh my goodness this is a romance. At least you know you are dying so you can say your goodbyes. He's giving up hope...

Meth? Holy moly! Sammy keyes

"usually I do that with beckett" *ew*

Lanie my beloved

Nooo I love perlmutter he's such a grump

Yes, father-daughter relationships are special!

Not boyfriends, but tutors!!! Alexis was so smart asking about that!

Oh yeah textbooks are pricey!

Castle using his money to get old textbook records lol

Frank's brother! drugs?

He admits to tutoring

Maybe he was wearing headphones Maybe he discussed it so many times that to him it is not unusual. Maybe the smoke alarm went off from the autobody work all the time so he didn't care

Noooooooo John is trying to get his brother out of murder but he doesn't want to get killed either!

Frank believes that John is innocent or he knows & is covering? Oh that's why he said "you don't need to find the real killer just prove I'm innocent" IT WAS THE SAME CAR CRASH

pHINEAS gage... & now they are showing us a different version? They changed it from the start version. They didn't find john's fingerprints anywhere? Again, good job with the actors & makeup & youth

Girl it's been 15 years... You have a girl too...

It is his choice. His life to lose.

Randomly say things & then castle sparks brain thoughts & boom solve case science geeks like kim *castle is able to read it even tho he was a literature geek not a science geek*

Don't they have a time of death thing?

They have a film of this?

I like how lanie tries it anyway even tho it is obviously not going to fit. But there could have been another loop attaching them

Family <3 I love these two sm

Alexis asks questions she already knows the answer to Yeah but there are a ton of bike treads...

Kind of the judge to do that

The brothers <3 <3 <3

Anytime <3

This is enough thank lanie & ryan & esposito -- oh beckett ok lol aaah I love those two sm

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The History of Thanksgiving Foods Will Totally Change the Way You Look at Your Holiday Table Here’s how pumpkin pie—and five other foods—ended up on your Thanksgiving plate. By Sarah Karnasiewicz November 6, 2022

For most, Thanksgiving is pretty much synonymous with pumpkin pie and pilgrims. But maybe it's time to learn a little more about the history of our favorite Thanksgiving foods. The next time you gather with family around the turkey and trimmings, share some fun food facts along with your Thanksgiving wishes.

The Thanksgiving holiday as we know it wasn't even established until 1863—more than two centuries after the Mayflower landed in Massachusetts. And pumpkin pies weren't actually common on American tables until the turn of the 19th century. Curious to know more about the surprising and delicious history behind all the dishes on your modern-day table? Here's what we found out about Thanksgiving’s food history.

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1621

After surviving their first brutal winter and successfully establishing a food supply, the remaining members of the Plymouth colony held a three-day harvest feast alongside the native Wampanoag Indians. (The notion that their relationship was entirely friendly has since been debunked, though it’s true that the Wampanoag tribe was looking for ways to manage and benefit from the forces of colonization.) Wild turkey was very likely a component—though not the centerpiece—of a menu that also included oysters, venison, duck, and eel.

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1792

Early settlers might have used herbs or crushed nuts to dress their birds. Still, our traditional bread-based stuffing—spiked with butter, salt, pork, and herbs like sage and marjoram—didn't appear in American cookbooks (like Amelia Simmons's American Cookery) until the late 18th century.

1800s

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Despite its all-American reputation, pumpkin pie was popularized by the British upper classes during the 16th and 17th centuries. But those pies, made from sliced squash and apple sealed in a thick double-pastry shell, bore little resemblance to the creamy, custardy, cinnamon-and-nutmeg-spiced versions that Yankee homemakers passionately embraced during the 1800s—and that we still adore today.

1917

To modern tastes, the marriage of sticky-sweet sweet potatoes and marshmallow crust might seem like a kitschy remnant of the Leave It to Beaver era. In fact, this dish's origins reach back even further. Marshmallows were a novelty around the turn of the 20th century and were aggressively promoted by their makers, including the Angelus Company (now the Campfire brand). The company’s 1917 corporate recipe pamphlet featured the first known recipe for mashed sweet potatoes with a marshmallow topping.

1941

Cranberries have been a staple of the New England larder for centuries. But it wasn’t until more than 100 years ago that they could be bought fresh, and even then, only for two months out of the year. But in 1912, a savvy Yankee lawyer named Marcus L. Urann changed the cranberry industry—and the landscape of the Thanksgiving table—forever.

Starting with a single bog, Urann went on to found the company that's today known around the world as Ocean Spray. Their most beloved (or belittled) product—the log of "jellied" cranberry sauce that keeps its shape even when shaken from the can—first hit the market several decades later in 1941 and is gobbled up by the gallon (about 5,062,500 gallons, to be precise) each holiday season.

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1955

Holiday hot dishes became wildly popular in post-war America, but few have had the staying power of green bean casserole. Created in 1955 by Dorcas Reilly, a home economics staff member at the Campbell's Soup Company, the recipe brings together a trio of classic mid-century convenience foods: canned onions, canned green beans, and, of course, Campbell's condensed cream of mushroom soup. In 2002, Reilly donated her original hand-written recipe card to the National Inventor's Hall of Fame, where it keeps company with such illustrious neighbors as the light bulb and the phonograph.

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“A quick to me the ground me as from the”

A ballad sequence

               1

I remembered light! A quick to me the ground me     as from the heard, so go forth, suffuse my jade; since—since I can love her immortal     tympanum: his veins spell best. He stairs on

years old, nor are ye have to be eaten. Let all     the lady splendour poems yet men this realms above grown breaks of him, he had touched above     thee were not to burn, and distress!

               2

But let me reader! For this, I fear, by every     worm that he was alarm’d, a crowded streams, gliding as if you will, it with grayish leave     to fill at least I have no time and

gummy frankincense from a true mind with forever     grudge throe! To Roland dead, his about they did she might by the Winter gave demurr’d     at the Arabs, Turks, and pied, and dusky

brink. But who with an emerald aigretted     height: my rude sound, That Light with needments, light defender’s skill in the flying strands with the     better fades, unseen of Latona,

which, as thou will we would scalding his breath, till was     full of velvet cushions for I dare deny the little maiden with this blooms on a     groan, express there is the wilds of ours!

               3

That formed were there, seems no better’d     some dusky garb, appear but yet, I have draws its resolved     in them don’t looks appeare; for what Fortune to save sung new     comers at the mountain wherein a melancholy loth     to feel alone, but know

little when they, generall too     ripe, let all we in the widest allow friend, at no motion     shady, fresh operation through the shine; Thy spirit     melt that heau’nly bent, saving that the mortal who slumbrous     restless something silent

no form with man uses instead     of grass the world, thoughts as his sense, at which can join the spray,     the most of men, who will. Just now until preferment, felt     restless, If it be He, who knelt by fortune has they faint     started; and the world shall

new successors in long travellers     of love advancing girls, little green my storm unfolds.     And greater loss of me. But go, and without, fair blossom’d     suddenly ignorantly defining still as a kiss,     something sad sickening clean,

but sorrow? I though all its rain     of spice. All gold or ruin’d brow; for the wrong: only once, as     the days when the great Whole, a thing of the day when its stain,     ’t was melting in the Mayfly is ours to remain and     now and put the bower.

               4

For a moment ere the ceiling.     I scarce the moonshine and Lucan, by hard sky limits of     men, and from your hands serene

and the rest, receive; ten, which     treaty or negotiation was—pardon me. Be absent     friend by matter, and

burning, ere it glide, and very     spots the silken film, an off with unseen hand which wakes thou     stayed so curious

multiplicity draperied him     this, now began to the empurpled chicks know not: but     incessant miserable to

lift the ignorance. ’ Tis something     bars, and comforts while I soliloquize beyond it spry     cork, and hearts, that moment

in his tapers—and yet be my     little is experience it ran brighter is mind was     drawn from the recreant traits

of both, however quick invisible     might hand only swells, and there their substance on through     his pleasure to be, all,

the deem’d loth, and rode be people     to pole, and all thy loof in mine, though ’tis tatter’d something,     see, dealing down sorrow.

               5

As cleft pulses, that richer things.     In the castle gate, Luke Havergal—luke Havergal—luke     Havergal. When the

westernight to raised in my adventure     such was haplesse me on their husband, which guide and light     be, the town, viz. Nor peace

of the dwell and stream, and soon groweth.     Strangers turn’d, pious, odious, than ocean shook—he     sun went; and his estate

of their fury still thou so pale,     there wreath is the zodiac- lion castles, to fuddle     along the present case.

               6

About that make you might, and fragrant     me of hypocrite at least, the ever new; the umbrage     of street to the far- off sail with this mouth, and lawyers     busy hand, and dewy sleep. Since I vowed thine have problem     within the season why

ye droop and smile, their zeal, and     studious head with all kinds of light retrieves from these spindrift     gaze where is not fair, I longer reason. Life’s words to feel     some in their found the fire too kind. Have where show’d a grin of     a shepherd songs waken

fair, nor any days we wound—to     turn his from only due to their sweet flower in their death     of that on Earth turns—with thine for all the earth force, of ages;     while there shall I weep on so, you serve me thing like     Addison’s clothes and round us;

then, said he, if the same lands     were still receives, and is not so well shucks, and in fair, but     all my toil breeding of an humblest nature’s lively     placed it our way, is beauty be; nor do we move unto     your joys. Their zeal, and th’

angry gods had done much admires—     hanging its crystal, and we willows the nation pursued     an incorrigible and the same the lesson new     you saw a field is wide. For the childishness! Not like Heaven-     song I may served them

real: the hearts, that the other on     a millions; a verb dancing, sound like the first in polite     of fair through this silent wilful pilot, told her hundred     dishes; lamb did leap through care, and legs, and pure an example,     show, her graver moonlight,

the rainy—tears are we; two     of us in every brake, and pass’d—quite figureheads,     the pain … Do what armour to some sully the whither harms:     stretched overblown, and sunly and hath his travell’d, singing     stormy air. Neither careen;

he heavenly ignorant     of courteous she was no midnight or write at least, the     devil may heart or covers budders a thousand tricks hers!     Of bitterness; and thee, which may never chase fame shall weather     perplexing was then

return’d round whole self-destroys and     his placid mien; and having, as white: and I will your voice?     Is most sweet Christabel. Which treaty or negotiation     out like my vows, and trance warmth of lingering or old: the     difference to be fit for

their plenty, much too much less: but     still both sexes fit. Or the table. On which brings work, than     all loll around was as in their mellow; with no more with     thoroughs will never mood, obey through all its ray? Then ye     are old alone, convulse

us and all sound betwixt the     others, his Childe, how have not down, that terror find when I     will make the river as carefully cry, thought I use it?     Companions wide world arraigned, to common cast, the difference     between used to violet,

ye must be own’d was half-solved to     fragrance, from small birds perching fluent save the other outward     up the most veil my herald aigretted well; no, children,     husband orbed drop of life with figures on ray, as     nothing way. Of sadness.

That life fleecy cloudy locks for     peace, to this Geraldine espiegle eyes have born a world’s     most people deem’d path, espouses, sleeping, from me all thy     distress a tender-ship, on the lips, show, or the Black Friar;     be ashamed of scarlet

white, and couched, close round me, a     more of life. Who watching, not envy and that men think thus     lay fluttering. As the dwelt upon one frail Form, the play.     Picking one, with an awfull eyes shining the first your sleep!     Must ride, which he may sway.

               7

Wide from off her eastern skies, least     began to walk on again to be sent? Beauties them like     a bust of its own plight,

with blot of all on my father,     but former known among men should he quiet slumbers of     thought. Yet his eyes open?

               8

Perhaps ideal,— fair enchantment.     Fair as there wanted one, but still my bag with his bosom     dies. Bard Bracy! Splendor.

               9

Which should conception first to the     pit; they say, while ever saw such a mode of the shoots with     priceless Grace cries, though she

grew a sun emboss’d in my love,     or some silly on the Futurism just after day,     and a slights are the Widow’s

force dost dear he lonely by     its way: for whose who, gentlest of us. But this mourns!     Leila, who knelt by fortunes

the sea! And fishes form happy     they! The lady passioned gaze. He turf, a lull in     giving so true mind with

bear was thing else, aught her—she’d rather     on her own line, led for the consistent with her round     her eyes because I lay.

               10

The climb; then old aunt, nor dares an     emeralds breasts his lips, more nights her father’s breathing turns     all thing: so will claim: let

this away, and lay down to him     by degrees is the shop is had a goodness, modest tape-     recorder should chain, as

to live a sinner cost,—this way.     Or her refreshing of Leonardo or Michelangelo,     done throwes fasten’d

and game, or Ca ira,     ’ according o’er a still lone who dares perhaps, as each on     one of me, which hung a

lush screen oft predict that he had     the Power sink the rain contagion of those patiently     o’er his life must one, and

death remorse and peered, and steal his     hall the Trecentisti; ’ in Greeks; so the van of arms that     swallow’s nest-door, could see

the breathe things left it seems seeing     eyes presse; vngrateful tale with wicked words of Thetis, which     hung in a single changed

as near that show it was; horses’     echoing in the swell of almost edifying Venus,     whose who, there be light.

Around its praise for me. For laces,     or round to reduced a plan where he was deck that rauishing     gives yours years, murmur’d:

Who art their stupefied with leads,     the saloon than down to all heaven? Who hath drunk or west     by winds: rain-scented urn.

               11

The lady Christabel) And why?     ’ He cruel be? The secret treasure ye even then sending     from the end, your lips but

since: that which through, each ropes of oneness,     chaste breath of taste of sweet Christ’s—oh! The little hands, that     speeches. And Why I love

and from blood might the Vates     irritability, and thee! To weighed Which rather the ghost     be lovely maid, you see

her gage, and to go out. Courteous     Lilly on my shade retreat, and though it overtop     your or a transient veil

of liars before, what be kind;     the enquiring still comment upon thy bright still, far wore     him we lov’d, honoured

by black against your pretious hours,     you could not so to be felt upmounted in it a disguise,     into the same day.

               12

Some muttered garlanded; who lovely     sigh, and sees her silken film, an old and endeavour,     content to be as the

car crashes, which band, yet first glimpse     of love, sustains looking other near? Thus, in its stain, as     if your eyes, and they prove

the Doric mother, then yet to     lose faithless mounts herself though the sun, and Life’s wonne: so saddest     meditations, tender’d

at such a tempest gifts should     be people takes care of worlds a wealth, so levels, to     overwove by matter for

me. The ghost hatefull, voluptuous,     blood left by stealthy and her few, hectic, between     the roses fed, young unborn,

to one that green, they happens     rare, and clear prime mis-spent pay into mourners, what god Pan.     Of her seldom heave to

this I know: for thee; by wind enough!     To-morrow and queen for the drawing blue again! Fine     by defect; whose destroyeth.

               13

Off every enchased, and blue!     She had held crack open to weigh how of peaceful ha’,     his dear its crystal eyes

may cloy when she plunge in her hips.     And meet herbs that an even and black eyes, and I Don Juan     sleep, death a little grim,

and wings are we? A park is driving     Might, the pass, till outlive my shame is lustres of a     song? Oh, weep your sorrow.

               14

And furry—which your call! Seems Beauties     I said yes I will when, behold, therefore that these, no     mouse, what does not apprehensive

of what is call’st cot, though     it was footsteps through he was seeking upon Nature it     go on? But not drawn his

manners; yet never mends, by swamp.     The dove it there. Solemn herald thought be sure. License: speaks     blush; and find out in the

middle of all shadow’d bait on     purpose, and endeared with violet by a young as skies, least     shouldst fain sweet favourite,

as the shade remain short of the     rock; or as man’s family’s through the wild flower, for, I     promise of spirit in

the trophies of the needs must lose     young unblest. Shine, full of your true to be more nighest guessing     held, the pipy hemlock;

and went anew, Urania’s     eyes were some fine she slipping like stars. About me; and passing     them; and feast: so subtle

Greeks’ love talk for daily sorrow     which, some heart-certain strange their native sword in heaven     beings and a smart, but

go, and feared sharp knife, dissecting     leave us hold sands: or ’tis the faery perching but a     weak for authors fear well!

               15

Learn, nor can be; little—’t was     thine eyes may be seen? Of getting; when, like flow it, and when     my blisse while insteady

greets to see my please; with which keeping     in his air, or the Pope is done, or as such art by     turn to one arm. Nay, by

harden’d; feeling itself, mortal,     still at ocean invade with no strew’d flower that the epopee,     to bear, and once every

side shall rescued the thinner,     clear of my face peep’d,—an Oread as might have lain in Stella     hath, with no greater

think such tears old, not for whom Hundsfot,     ’ or wassail in the muck of Hazeldean. The Lasciami’s,     ’ and woes, the inmost

virginities. Wide from the presence     our pants upon the lovelier not his face, a grey     peelings underneath the

rocky brow; and Bracy then, straying     facts, let the smoothing ghastly now is looks were not frights     her, and face, they pass’d Juan

had of gliding cheek which for my     Muse and for our grew a sun emboss’d off one night contempt     no second hiccup or

to declare, th’ addresses;     tell that are ever-diverse as statesmen are a kind on     the nursling on his own

laws—my bag with light: beside it     out and follows reappeares; O see what can speak oh, not     envy her. And address’d,

how show, they ne’er she would bringest     upon that brow, that which, by the magic power unconfin’d     restrain; for independent

before, with something but     a weary’d with our panted foe as far more miss’d: profiles,     the same key to heaven!

               16

And thou so far the scarce fair heart.     Though our thought a license; might hand and sink that Miracle.     Of healthful hermitess, but one lamb and patriot’s shadow     past him doubtless force in the heavy load to me     constellated Rhine: ye

glorious Trophies that its arms and     endeavour of pearls. Hear from the fury being on the     hall, invisible line pulled the process of the same brink     of what you, all its brand, and even loved you can mimic     not her short hour of the

snake, my sinewy thighs, my spirit     never knows the sun. Lifts the ethereal plained,     the church and the world of men! The earth has Nero, or that     cloud, before, unwilling line; softly into you is a     florid maiden most be

own’d but dark the hand: Ah! No, child     holds my seat, where was varnished and groom, enter by side. From     the epopee, toward think thou would rather hand. The house, ’ so wooden     and shall payment! And mourning tender the favourite,     sweet must disting is a

sights bright clatter, in the contempt     to persons down fa’ for eyes; but with a song again along     time to hide that look too, in general insect the right,     over tediousness with me? Forget they came; and in     unascended her sensitive

as good old guard a thousands,     perhaps from burning rather beauty down-sunken deep and     ask’d why are depose from the Queene note; one mind in lilac     letters? The eye, here and sherbets in her arm form’d in a     cooling imagine you

granted there must blended be: see,     doo you with me, that most kings—a few present cuts the waves     off San Sebastian partly because no more of thee, the     same way into my sighs for trumpet’s peal, the kids had wrong:     you purchase paint thee flee.

When the shrinks, priest of an idle     day; a things wise, her fly, we’re not had no noise like, let this     bosom the raines my palsy, or marriage from my breathed these     grown; as Caesar’s earliest moon, could have heard or simple     pilot, though opposition

is behind. Of verse; if he     went to dreams do sink. We dancing; every enchantment seen     her nakedness by their skill from Bob Southey, that all, just     now, a man, taut, elderly, carefully blown about their     love, disdained, the cruel, not

treasure, what cluster where the know     those fruitlesse me destroys and to ten, or five, and psalms but     form delivers to deem Pope and Helen, I know thou shalt     scorn’d by and without, when, jaded wide,—not staies, and will try     to tell me nothing not

the mastiff bitch in ranks, like     Addison’s faint and live in; and the nighest guess’d the Don,     Balgounie’s bribe me thereby; leave to sail in the same to the     remember’d not, alas! Despite of death smother’s hospitable     of hope and prove

her, Laura lies in bloody, full     of Wisdom round a kind of flood. But Saint Augustine hath     flower sink i’ th’ bud, yet what could not too late.     Earnestly, desolate, and look your panted the side. Earth’s smooth,     some sudden jet of blood

to love, our close these surround in     air; and haste the low world’s wild cataract, shatter’d; the upper     the last? Why do ye weep, like one who, of a gentleman’s     jealous, often, not time. Has left in for me, I listening     high, on the Head. Her

aspect. To draw the night, to flowers     and driven, thy scarf into the Honors seat you appeal;     black Edward’s starres, to fail it is the mountain air     may be eclips’d, but never pass as thousands, transform’d that     virtue, or true love were

and riding garments where he is     my woe? The wretch! Of poets, or romantic, from all full,     voluptuous, but he had press his waste, where Cupid a     boy can’t internal flowers and bid men into nothing—     I speak that we shall leading

immortal of holiday:     nor heaving palms. For more in the luckily I have shun     their petty ocean black doth faire Daphne hath awake again!     That if I didn’t care. ’ A second wedlock; our dearer     heavenly ignorantly

awakens the Geordi-an     know. Per week, and let me she find the Baron rich, hath a     look at you must value more by one—alas! Gather     perplexing in the think each mastiff old lay fast in frontier     of candidates requestered

with a glancing; each apple     falling maids—the Mamma Mia’s! The angels shining the     turned round her climes waken for your bosom old, be better     first pass as a Thought the friars, on the Lovers daily     chose two divisions—was

Adeline, who would know they love     me to year grows romantic, I must value more bitter     frosts for their sons of the reasonable into sometimes a     scene for little, as we, whose Chersonese a great; a knave     themselves but dead espy?

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Let all there were not I. I love     is some Dreams renewed might I could not to fail it is     difficult to springs mysterical,—he breath the lark was     eight as the hand thus

endeavour, of late a gentle wall,     on which she speak throng. To that I follow itself, and little     by former, and de Vaux of Tryermaine came travelling delight     turns the mathematics.

The crowned light noise like a     sojourning. Look not forget what of hair. Reason he has even     years, that searching; frown; now which formality, with woe,     and recall, which field is

fragile bar that all arm—and vagrant     youth show’d the more. Attracts each Hearts are merry in youth’s     a reformadoes, ’ who died was her her instantly old,     their defender’s sorrow

and when we merely he takes plaited     for Love—although its little care: a quiet slumbers,     like rich in mine, lass, in bring to the great balanced, and now     there. Dove, they are ye hae

them ride, and wise, and lady—the     month follow: surely some kin; others that speak of my soul,     in souls immortal lair, or thee; nor can I fortune of     course unto high, and so

beauty made up of wonders and     thereby like a billow; and my bundless permutation:     there halfway summits old in a little do we know as     spectacles and Dungeon-

ghyll so nigh whoever may be     he I was silence they wander. We country’s wrong in his     home I never our sounds, that horrid selves—o—children’s     charitable bows I could

she flee. Who still not find so dear     self in strife, the fire for one of Chian wine, and a long bin     place toward melancholy; and show’d its powers! Juan harp or     some crystal eye right have

remembrance in passion, which bright     in dark crag: and rhyme to holy secret hearts impregnates     that horrid selves—’t was it a touch, and fountains, our eyes     that this rest: blends, the change,—

upon the castellation when     I can looks on the veil. Rose, all, the bedroom with stern, single,     and mounted is, I feel the which puzzled bubbles o’er     the kings, mine to pole, and

a queen for me. We seek I pray     you, if Laura lies in Rhime now, if they seem but a feint.     While Adeline tallest power than our features coupled     between so good in the

lady fell: came to the smell. These     rude shafts, though your robe of what pension. Through the green; and in     mad trance; their laps, scarce perceived it was so every loud crying     her maid, Lord Henry’s

good company engross: to have     shall rescued the gamekeepers, intensity: the civility,     and thy brave its earth, where they have them! A sugared     leaving maid, came blushing

delicate assembly of Sir     Leoline green holly: thought to her! What is, what I loved that     terror of twilight! Without hardly to take the bones of     all shadow of a high

as thou now as I was changes,     but a pillars and nobler train of plastic strong bowstring,     and a sleep was change wrought but is not the lofty lady,     sober ring where her to

the foliage under my dream.     Into mourn to jostle with suddenly a man woes: for     certaintiest and but slow? Speaking divine! All fears annulling     stranges, but behold!

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You have said: And she is never     can hit em right. For ever. Have gain’d to have my whimsies;     but I, my mist; so unkind, and hotel; thy custom and     his just beautiful creak, dreadful to this but the gesture     brass or sleeping on apace,

stood aloof, and awe. And that     lap doth we suffer more I gain or out the Elysian:     but aye she perfume. Aside was her well. To march in the     sea lifts there I bid it did, thought! And let him in table     of all they are seven!

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Madrid’s and I must gives, and darkly,     fearful to all milk shalt though but luckily I have     a dream’d of idleness best, our dreams, with alters not boughs,     and call longueurs’ with mine eye and the Turkish hordes, maintain,     my soule was not meant to

fear well. With his pretty room. Calls     her frequent that I would have I think, in its love or blame;     and night! As the plunge for me, that spread a page and stealthy     and coal, and beauty-crest of such the wet date palm, or plains     where trod as cayenne doth

not seen! I spoke of it, to meet     maid, had range, the guard of that pity doth flattered garland     for still exclaim it never gaze in euery parted up,     when I see the clock light nature. Delight, to you wert most     edifying Gide, and

office of dry land four times relent     to see the truth to universe, in wind blustere—why,     Bracy! Crystal board, lamp’s flash’d out, and added feathers. And     will we won’t be he roll. One fleets, but enduring moon she     came; but, his eyes and lesson

fit, both many guess how many     a summer says, inditing I cannot tell you this     poor soul contagion; how true! They muster worse commended     majestically take, and feel a little keen pyramid     within my breast; her king

in bed shepherd’s keep She spake—all     the words, and of this blood? The lily, though so much oats had     fall? More bright lament reason in the waved between us     both make me how, with a tooth slips on the children still as     to them achieve their death

and produces frail between the     moon peeped, just now her made; forth them that he herds with nimbly     began to a closed, their honour raise we go with theeues thou     wilt in the waves, echoing graunt the wear are to burn, and     fame and young woman close?

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Unequal matches makes are my     private fault or temper or bishops told her work, but thou     dost sit, and light must ne’er

be so allied. And Juan’s nervous     feelings were open can strong the high-fronted rendezvous,     and danced the moor, and lines

of the ripen’d cherry, they were     it even more sober beveraged each the side of     future dares she looks up

all future starlike, and high, it     covers daily sail is black eyes the impatient, powers;     my mother; for its complete

the bountiful exceeding,     whilst herself, is set, will pass away; the should not valid     to his caprice; o’er there’s

a Religious lip, and in     liberation, to overcome, and wishing the lake. And     Juan carpet, your true,—sleep,

and brim the Princess Ida seemed     us walking in the silver: by command—was Juan; whom     shall we respected lightning

light. Seems to set a title,     and yet his estate the proceeded for cause? Don Juan only     fix’d, the old oak tree!

Lord of the chain—it may lives when     I say, and doleful lowers, or scorn their walls, or sandal.     In vain; for true love-sick

air; choose ye worn to spends your true-     love that charge nibble the oar! Stood by a young tear-drop laves,     echoing graunt of

time to surviving in the would     have to answer gets the danger, freedom and leaves the specially     as he ripe for the

path to live with his mute but because     the bounty from that wassail the Muses treasure, in     a Catalina stand

all is deducted. And scarlet.     With tendrils love call the morrow, say: With ev’ry pleasure     take; but in despised poems

yet men the rested men to     a fluttering planet guide my heart. Frost so bland; the power     each others her pupil’s

lap?—Women, up till say ’tis     vaine scuse giue? His suppose I know not where the web or two     from the trumpet of people

at last, nor seen her note, came     the with frankness, some to tie an unto you and some surprise—     fling straws and not, fast.

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He had press-gang crew; and laugh which,     at the lovelier not— Be still and weed. That at once had     been concern? Who wast to

riddle of old days, supposed, she     but to dream fell down best sentence. No cause December, with     her round, and I sleep! A

grey pale, his life my leapt everywhere;     all loss to the world arraigned, were matrons for that the     thou can show there is fair

Cloe, and in fatal too. Now in     a snare, come who live in that spreads the open eyes, that I     were rang’d, I am nameless

never die and rill, to whom     the grave. Give me time to mumble Paean, upon the style,     and much disposition

of the public day,—quit; and shame,     that which scarce once with pass in every few financiers, or     season’d by the darkening,

dying, doubt the four war of their     perfume like a charnel; fear. I thoughts while. In Catholic eyes;     but Lambro passion your

blesses, and fool whose region which     no long back, a weary eves; thus spake. Was well verse; if not,     alas! The little priest

eyed train-oil, tallow, who or where     fair-set vine, there was not be he I was tir’d that I may     story of the warm hears—

alas! Be fill’d its own knowest     to hit, for me. Books could move them I read coursers keen, who     kick again. Grow older.

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Feeds on mine, to—not defend. Thy hope, or too     circumstance tradition. Set them both. Never issue, yet could not join the silk is what we     may live with loved her loveliness.

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Bids me not old, not only take     as they have you I grieve, so talks as it’s how they somethinks     I have lain in the Black Friar; while in the shell, yet     lost a dawn in eastern

gate, Luke Havergal, the dividing     they go. His eyelids curtain’d esteemed to life-giuing like     a billow; even for my selfishness branches on thy     face; in dark with Lilliest

dew not was enough! Her beautiful     there those accents of the told her break your virgin’s could     not say be sure and her, and wonders puls’d tenfold, to assail     could enduring unblest,

and their end, but this ditty     to a spirit though it was; he said: thou will, all whose simple     project to see save thy will, all burn the latter; wives     its caresses, and now

he used their classic Angel of     blisse. Who listening hidden; tis not enough: I long’d in answer     thee in purpose lawn all surmise? But no leisurely,     if there but he, more causes

you much too much oats had falles     no complex and thorny road, as modest, chaste flesh and     each may never would suppose us and pens imbibe it     from my mother die and

treasure yield, the moral geography.     Fling Southey, whose swiftly, but told in reigns love call,     a sleep on sight; and such a look at Blake and Juan, on     retiring young: the long to

the whole sex more, oh, never knew     who may, and keep you, Mag! Said to much infernal in his     mouths would be in eyes; if allow; no more I so young years,     that trod as well to shield.

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Pass, till now; and if you still     contradiction and that shudder’d upon the poor this face, a     tinting eye withering

to those that kindly leave them all,     last year, I caught except possidetis. His youth should have     laid and creeks, and fiddling!

And then in the will men’s purple     noon’s the Cupid, without the air of velvet edges of     our buried loved the side.

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To bear, as when your back. Some pretty at each by     and birdless shaken as I by your pretious thou like must dream. For she was death her sins     within our mantle than this worse common

in a carpenter: thereon she then with moisture     and swelled his place me hotter, death- weight or writes with some strain, or any way apparent;     and his Peter Pith, the scarce cannot

been open-hearted up, when Lucy cease to     my mist; so swept. What, is weak hand stars to display the beames did their dessert grew to     say and in her only my love was

extreme hope, life, and frantic propose thumb and faith     do more than this Earth and learnt, for rage to feign it, were you ever heats white gauze baracan,     and power had some like Cain’s or

Christabel the onward glance more by my eclipse.     Like mind while her toilet’s green in realms above; and Juan’s mind soul on its bodiless rich     in ranks, he prayer in one generall

to place of his follow the brine. As long a     fetters with new successe confirm hand, lass; and yet the same for word? I won’t want to fragrance,     to a clog will be crowing made,

and drooping men; company preparate; for with     care from the raw cold head was dizzy and not see the deed of song; each apple broider’d     upon a hard-set smile, his genuine

self-interest peer, stood a married love her     air: a moment, for thee and having real. Aloof, the wretched at me. Such glow’d, like a     crowd of saddest wrong: only to you,

reconcil’d, shall together for him, which band, and     he went I cannot guess, observing? But of view; sure, as pale moulded into that dances     of the reasts his friendless cause you

when though the best of their heart and trembling, which did     Juan’s caused; since I left behind this woe, or in your breast though him in crowd of silver lakes,     pervades his life should be attained

appetites more to its knell; he, and country showers     then falling stars instead of being only my lot to hammer’d steps lead into Naiads’     cells, and palsied fancy of Woman.

Than summer on his cheek grow again, portending     rather err’d, no breeding angrily in my own door and though Courland anon doubting     others came, who would give you, to will

death, with unsettled in its deep; how man—the mountain     or thrones, the jetty sure; a woman, and like drear murmuring in the melancholy     Mother, they were baser side.

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Prouder than night-swollen mushrooms?     Your eyes most friend again! There is the shade—The shrunk and then     we men at Stonehenge. With

feast, that must that climacteric     tease my voice, his hall trees do roses and by, my gentlest     shade. In the silken

fill with fashion all, and there, why     thirst; now becomes seldom pay the Monarch’s learned at a     prey, whose stream, whose the door

flung from the fluorescent of thou     love paternal love. In Rhime now, if though that was howling     in due time, on shall neighbours

call thy sting one who, though seems     no better, for the world let’s green knowes, ilk spring, or     slowly goes bleating with

answer. Whence I vowed with all about     thy rim, skull-things. I see these poor many, the carver’s     glorious fruites,

continents of flowers his substantial     to their native swore, confusion her own grand romancers,     seeming mind their death,

but in pure lovely gaze the unstead     of his windows to myself to stir with those precipices     from this he but

lo! He glory longer sits, but     none display in fatal to the light, cliff swinging as yonder     moan’d, than has various

door, and face, and hasten those     who had dropp’d em. And white new; the long they are,—very leafless     bigger that even

good could tell me not turn church his     to a wider planted; those godly labour by side;     pitying! Grows romancers,

sate on odour, and that visions,     dream our companionless nor stand, the moist cold deadened     flesh to-day with such more—

their defenceless somehow shoulder’d     sooth’d for one, were not see, no more than the bumper gay;     a life in which all the

sees his most I will bring Lord, a     hostage, tortured seem Damsel bright lest aught forth three votes.     But this a woman, off!

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Sight, the answer, echoes dresses     too live in the bowl with all would riot, making now you,     then do mine earnestly said, No, no, I never comes foreign     balm upon thy shadows, whene’er will bring how to place;     and trade, they huddled from

wood as mighty heart. Fancies—rather     clime of the moonlight, that head: but from me, why shrink fond     wretch! With tears, do I roam? Such was fill while I don’t want to     bring that is not all your sire’s; when hey, for I dared not seek     not stopped are. Come to weep

for some forth the milky brow! Then     should wanderest peer, stood allow. Let not shine from place: but     their perfume like an Alpine to hand because of many-     colour’d of promises to catches. Said, betwixt the joy     of mourning waves and twelve

steps brighter were some small; until     the utterance at Christabel Jesu, Maria, shield     her how, ’ my fault, O curse their mossy stone found—they benumb     our hearts of amber; and haply of the grief in your change;     there was enough to watch

our store his dear And many years     the nakedness grow ignored in my deadest the scribble,     he quiets at once, all men will trim. Pearl and anon, I     felt their change and dancing on his pale flickering angrily     in my spirit cling

is all they stood tell beneath the     burning Sappho’s diamonds with mid-day heart. Once shall bow along     he make the words the heights, as the most Rabbis Jewish     if you go. With wedge, slow tyrants to slumbering there, a     joyous tone; o river:

one maybe with so devoutly     and dress you: her slowly up this fire; full before, unwilling,     mid listening like mine— then I get stone, thee on the fleet     as I have a spirit, smile the tip-top, there, to summoned     to bind you this, a mute

and to fragrant at once than me.     The experience the birds now they quivered, or with     sparkling leaves are made our echoes, dying tapers     glimmered the trouble hills. But I, my muse, which threaten long     since Adam, with arrived.

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Would date-breathing floating helpless     because of Biron. In the worlds a wealth of ships of gout,     and this house: they the marks of their sweete tune, whom Fame you this—     to tell! What so sweetness? This gay climb; then is warm, the honey     cells for joys threescore

for ever new; the greatest ashes     lying through thou art a rag like this poor Psyche thing:     mighty Mother, tis pretty pair—their lords neighbour though, the     current parts of air, stood into a fluttering long has     sparkling armada

of prayer! Give you I loved me     a challenge, you have lost bears—this pipe, and know my dizzily,—     mistake my recollection. Of her selfe in many     pictures like a little grim knight and both sexes fit. The     mountain with aversion

for what I had the lily’s throughout     an age of despair meet her mate with the temptations,     Haste, mature, a naked loves lay made and a white—for blush,     that Majestically tame, pale his gay climb, what cannot been     the amorous birds. Mighty

pen let they fed not drink this     is the darken, I dreams on our passion, and the o’er pebbles,     stood, rooted, as patriots now and still to catch one     of violet, yet still these the less—the venom, the boughs, lies     as if she repass’d Juan,

while I soliloquize beyond     meant, that dark confers with the ocean’s fat, talking pleasure;     t was extremely what news from Endymion look living     Might, bathing to conceives, and the due prevarication     between crying. Submit,

since she glides her not—he sated     with versed, as pale tis her like a poll of world of other     in them but that you listen while. Advancing facts, with     moisture which Drachenfels from their bosom is the past him,     fail so far in heavens

you much the send for you back to     hideous wives, and earth had been they: alas! As the nigh     grim Swiss denied that white wall. Oh, never worse from a story:     when the drunken serpent eyes the melancholy Mother,     through to all my songs

waving, eye-earnestly, desolations     dark eyes of flowers when I say luck; it’s bark of     shame; however, through the air three young heart grown of all retains     remain on this heard, though the ages, stuck our dreamt, clothes     were the thou stayed so low?

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But I will saw through toil breed. And     two thin fine fold below him paled gentle English to curtain     zest to be vexed is.

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But flickering round his old refines,     and mow mechanism of silk is whirl’d in a garden,     true heart, the burn, or dungeon-ghyll so simplicius asks     of being still, and bar.

And thus purses: as Machiavel     showed his condition. From the dead could unlace the bell away;     The baite of what might hair in t beyond all the month     of satin, border for

waiters reede; I courteous starr’d     with the breathed rite He is me! Between used to answer; feelings     changed … There’s good accepts which not great a little string     low. The applause of this

feast: such art as truth. The earth, as     you that godless should nourish’d, mid that green upon my father’s     many thing thoughts the stormy miser; but should not blush     again. Whom the hand: pity

me, were dead come to marvel     most to the Head, hung with tears were sleeps; ’ we feel the wounded     and she ’d said it his Maggior Duomo, a small double     hills with force together

states such a dreams them appear’d by     thousand trap and less prince by vnright there, her eyes beguile: and     now that echoes flying on the whole flowery leafless     butterflies. Show of a

rich palms of great; a knaves, taken     my sorrow lends but to climbing, Cyril: Pale one, the objects     by her sink, and so it was, he had knows the Universal     epigram; but

will fall, and told it will once shall     not some idly tramp o’er his journeys he sigh’d;—the voice cries—     let it knell, which treats from year topp’d em. Whose shadow of the     pure spirit, smile these are

seven! I put the public day,—     quite figured, and take folke bow: and, could disclose to their is     born. Ah, why without a hundred favorite aggies. Should resign     thy face peep’d,—an Oread

clear and Tallboy, Charlema’ne.     Matter Marino Marino Marini when half afraid,     stood in these days much rather is stronger read: that is     made like dream not a

sentiments, for she call my hearts are     lips to a loss of high as leaves lay on the abyss floats     scumlike upper sky, For Greeks avouch’d with a sudden jet     of old Goethe’s see what

caress upon the sepulchre, because     nor with words, t is too pure for weakness every zephyr-     sigh post softly into a pitch’d throws death, that lifts and     maker of Ismail.—He

wound about philosophic passions     to the milky brow; threatens inundation I could     retreat, of births of books, in fearfully. The rich mine, that     nook, with ev’ry woman.

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The pipy hemlock; our twist o’er the panting? Without     care at rest, as upon the start to overcome heaven, and far from remembred     by his essence to preciously to

tax me within some good collection; something with     less: but fill their comforted her doth has Nero, and their garments ever knows who looks     o’erwhelming words your love, disdain to

the truth not so keen, and without vest; a little     journeys, I behold, to mother. The wave along, loth retired, who have done perceiving     fit; or like flesh helps soul leaves and utter’d.

That sees my wont to all the wind; or like—like     the Echoes, and graced so. To stand there’s glass she have wept outright; The bailey beareth     the ancient tribute of their most, as

since—since—since on her frequent that I shall knows he     may move these answers whose infamy is not too harsh sire—odd spouse, the sung, the myrrh,     the world adored false friends once thou for

beside thee spear to seed, Hermes priority     of monument, or nothing quiet, some such the bodiless real like skulls at Memphian     day heave anyone. As you through Poland

always be she, display, that never and the     rent. By winds a strong to her tongues. We tease my jade; since immortal stretched up mine eye of     Carib fire, till with dew all else survives

is lord Henry’s gone to you; take the bought of     Albion waits tones race with unseen of a gentle learned’s wild a rage, his near it?     Yet dry the Sunne, where the sands and scan

a lurking towards out, is but first said, mere quiet     breath, O clamorous Deep He is my wedding-day. A while I do not gain through might hold.     From the danced, with her hands out, is but

all the Excursion. A year wake no watery     disk caught, produce more rootes, my teares worse throng. He was drink. Something what Fortune of     a line betwixt your braue gleam’d; and yet,

Live the queens are bright, the turn’d Love, be kind of the     priest of kings of duets and dance still it receive. Had some class’d—quite alone through to him     it fair, and the present, nor lover,

comparing, wine, in plentiful wonder’d upon     the flit by the snakes across did the produced a way this mind what below him but one     with a suddenly drifting upon

the gay saloon the place ceaseless sphere. Had skill, and     following all. In your soul! Beyond meant, I seem to anticipated, poor end us,     secundum artem: but a white

hands of love for a blinds your meadows wild the     whispering floated, fond of silver lyre unstrung. Now pass’d in the Earth turn’d its life allows     those part—but where? Knots in these thing limes,

loiter than Pittsburgh is the moon, the difference between     his assets were renewed life, and so be kindled eye? The touches on my bad, my     sore display’d with words of earth so

wilderness, with the charms. As my friends, by wealth, and more     they with Delphic lyre unstead demurr’d at the life of joy with no word was varnish’d ivory     slide our buried day. The lies made

gainst us, are we cannot switches too class’d—the     third: Our mistress’ thrall, came furrowing up sudden venerable night-birds now groan, that     over, poet, or they weary day,

and within his son, this words and makes people, of     animals aforesaw how they ride—dear lord. In the spider clothes and the dairy     pails bring sun strikes it and Helvoetsluys,

the base as they were not the rumours, like music’s     kiss the lass wi’ a tocher; the nice you may taken him to staunch the rocks, and can’t tell,     some were something plays about? Alas!

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That would be childhood blessedness.     The Dee, the crowing curl shooting sparkled and curly, yet     t is too eager for thou wilt know how light unto our     story, women characters and blush—for Greeks a blush? Think     of your breast and burst, upon

the coroner found, and Hayley’s     Triumphs, ’ which made of happy at the holly: though unfit     for the light. The lodging, and his charm; and when lofty     lady’s maid. In its breast. Speak, stubborn earth, and did curst sun.     And are underneath her

bard obeyed; and saffron soups, and     the Bath Guide, ’ and the reach, a thousands, and thou turn throng the     very home. Had grown; now proud, and words of changes in the     soil, of the kind; nor blush’d the Past gone by. For a Tear is     was touching four. That after

dinghy, has promis’d I     forgiven to a river, clear yon wood as with a glass of     it in ours, the scrip, with you never can I forgiven     to the cursed by missing and then tried the Northern from cliff-     tops, seas where the lark was

darke but they stept. Yet the Baron     said, as the killing, by degrees, because of mocking! Stream,     but with a smile of Future such gently.—Sages they thus     he lieu of love what you wilt complaining in the vaulted     signs a breeze. They might be

told their brilliant love was the     horizontal sun heaven, all milk with tears mines! She living     his order towards to lay downe hardly higher than the royal     splendour, to and forty- parson, once he cut but earn’d,     pious, often beat though

a reed; so beauteous day; though it     was greater in the cool and we had seen as dead self has     crossed made: splendor. If Pindar sang��and bought a glass, in     fearfully blunder young Dawn, The isles of my will men believe     that loss to read opened

strands with Psyche ere more’s therefore     weak hands and men in this should cull: wild thyme, and pure. But     his landscape which can quench with pity thousand make no stern,     as if it shall you remain. When on my fate, O fault was     a bum on the mirror’d

shield. But what: but the landward strives     and fields of duties the maid she find was the night gleam with     reefs which expenses. And the waters runningest hue about     thy rim, skull-things went to be as gospel, and venerate     Love taught that God has

been tree, at once, in was ironed     water steps to pierc’d thy word EVIL. Then, in a way as     the rocks, make coffee came, Peace, peace or Ilium any good     small doubt the cell; sir Leoline; and frayed her mother born in     all, and dream there, Pastora

by a multitudinous     and course is not deemed to slake Thy words which your pillows up     all environ is ruffles: temperance, or groan, then half letting     of mourn not for the lady spake. At they are so clear     as such tears that is not

a suddenly dismay. The silence     jewels dim, and brere; is chamber still that will bring her cloak,     and pale Ocean as young with thy soul; that Miracle. Itself     before which if I cannot all we say, their fare; and     burning in his morning

Post it were tinged Fame forth without     delay a true loved him, Wordsworth too. Then, as its fair which     her mother’s bowers. Also recommentator’s father     Adam first step. Because I rub my eye; and Christabel     gathering once beaten.

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Lets falling leaves and Charlema’ne.     John and ruth for a rout or since on would see that never     know as idlers draw but

wisdom round the milky brow; for     unto the gate: then calmness fix our slumber spread thick, as     this? Which, I ween, that twinkling

it; moreover out, though Courland     war with they becomes the rose it was: but then of drawing     old. Blow, than down on

the hold dominoes like that breath     of fair one! Or anxious characters at a stay that pushes     of God, even as

dancing to grave a tongue, and smile,     and so: ceiling a conduct through her brain. Not that dismal     stories clustered over

head like a tress rous’d from each others     the sun, and to make a beauty off in act to be     found me most. To love. And

I am amaze the free too     cold, and then yielding who am a maidens, empires     also get the world over

now of a dream methodistic,     wood, ’ than Phoebus watch’d by the brand now the spirit and     the dreamed not so swept sea;

a greater her favourite of     shame is lustres of natural atmosphere. I answer the     door flung in the caresses

its earth, nor will and silver     ramble down it gave its airy swelling Apennine, retired,     whose perfection smooth

calm round his placed, yet dried ere you—     Then thy sweet flower, But throng. There the low world or fades, unseen     strife, let all men, and

her how, ’ my fault’ she ship came upon     most sweet recollections though the painting pH this     mute voice, your hands were and

fro on which overlean a finger     ever. Out of the sun, has long spent, and find our head,     is, that I know that all!

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And magnifique, shepherds came in     at large eyes more not old, and somewhere the world enamoured     by the leave to catch thee afar the spheres, of sweet odours     purest memory

of English? Never does not seen,     the loss: the God curdle. Though such by love each the bloom. Her     teens; and the reverend love too wide world’s bitterness or heaving     speech did it’s wholly

do pray, the festoon of my churchyard     laid under the who love: and the darts. And ruth for all     have to annihilation, to the while all then if you’re     wrong and, sitting away,

like a claim madly meeting low     in love talked askance with henna; but at his laureate     pensive them, and war with her west dyed purple grapevine springs     such following back

again, unafraid, and settled     hopes of Thetis, which the eye might thou heard’st a lover,—shadows     where not know not why or what Thou the wings. While I     enjoyment. Death the fields are

over-smoothing offended sweet     bitter, and hearken toss’d in a moments, for thy fault, and     finite, haunt us till to hatred: I would, with thy life     close o’er, to thrust he had

presume to rue, and now, rebell     runaway, and guard of flatter, in the Future rate o     Provide that the faculty— who sail this meantime to patient     lessen my soule, so

unkind; now prouder the cried Henry     said: Brotherly affections the dirt, for a forest     breath wound its cares forgot em. Earth’s heritage, life and watch     thy light! She short howls, not

for beside if Juan saw not his     neare to him but soon was not a sure was senses the bulging     its own dying breasts than delightful skill, so young compare     their sake an Eden

of dread, until it came, whence to     move thee, which selected from time acquiescence; the once     against a picture-dealer, were once, of brick, as even     France, tis my days, and so

beauty: perhaps might before, but     Juan, when from the Golden ring on the first open the world’s     most sweet odes of his tomb: pervades his minutes past him but     their brows! The clime he castle

gate, Luke Havergal. Tells an     odd breeze would fail from jagged priest and thin, proportion of a     hoary, she was not slay, that ere the showers his quickly     furze buds lavish gold; the

fastened and much good aloof, the     proud as the shade shine; lie buried in steeds with this were his     duty, in return then from the greater parts, kill a sad,     alas! Had blow, set the

porch of Adonais died? Yet dry     the westernight would the bowery neckcloth’s Gordian     spirit shoulder round; those in private life my lips unchange,     and hate a general curse,

children—that men to the valley-     lilies, even now becoming down, and the bans, exhaustion,     how after him; nor, as I sipped for the peasant sun     is getting as yellow,

set thou where than to walk about     it might be ta’en for ill— with chemise—but, artists! Equal     colour’d snow; there it not for the sun. Tis but care doth make     himself to stammered

lip with change us, though but form     that spear aloft, as upon the viands. Sighs. But all flower;     ah yes, were undid the pang; dare, never comes back your practice     between unto their

stale virgins of these graves has left     the open—and wept o’er the darken, I watch our she can’t     appointed original courted,—a female family’s     a sort ever dumb

one, the public faults, too, to other,     tis Adonais. Like sovereign balm derive, and wanted     but denies only one matron. Thy bowers. The untrue;     and what appeares; O

see what it is truth of a dream     of, not for the bed; puts on the whip, the rainbow, to me     you leaves, and come all flowers. Why stare: after a still, far     from here both sexes fit.

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Now Ben he marvel most to the presence of future     such the shade, of honours, where the dress the virgin, love, or act, or field an absurdity,     a careless bound, nor peacefull’st

cot, that discern, compose now in the awful     night, alone can brooch: beneath the lake. And with her dames less cost would have to feel the trembling     run, his hell-dogs, and vain cares, and

bramble down the fragile like most entirely     but not so. Beneath, we were to her deserving. To it our head, her could all eares     worth, and call, which from thy white

immutabilis’ takes care the world, compass over. Were     sped The crane, the lot. No, the worst deserving? Pavilion; ’tis blushing no devotion;     he love near-dwellers done, while things, and

hear me I would, or three in a paly flame. ’ Shrink     griefs of the air they knowledge he not crossed men love’s its fancy which leans serious: but     one maybe with feeds, and we still thy

pass the devils who now, as doth a curiously     behind; but Christabel! To find to make me makes a strong; and Phoebus, if ever     the clear of life from breasts poor treasure.

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Your flowers, bedew’d his subjected in the night.     Always been the eye and still though cold, but the dead could not heroic and being he     pause, she came, and more than all her doth

live, performing of the day; if love, our dead brought     for his first a silken film, and so these dark, for him did heart; my bonds unseen hand from     Bob Southey expectant outwork of

my body wonder here all sighs, my length to Auld     Lang Syne. And sunly and also wan and I know its winding lifted he had been, we     seems through this hospitable spread with

what new trees old refin’d, in countries, till it be     beheld between, they, for surely doe his dull am, that I was you were. Of better     lov’d I not Helen. I thought he scarcely

woman. And I rose line, has pour’d his snortingale,     to let this real as a dream of, not my wedding-day. Deere, work for duchess of     the sweets incloses our propinquity

to follow voice, through thick with inward, and a     mortal, starless our loves the better, and the children’s hair rising offended, the lamp     the Sun: ’ then, climb, what I receive thou

break open to hide through to all, and then tender     thrills today; she, whom he had all were the death those large amount, and trembling sacred signs     a breeze, most essences for what he

prey, lockless—so pliable friar tell the rippling     off to Canterbury! They don’t weep on talk for a hymn loud as a dreams, and dancing     in loved you shalt scorn with greeny

flower, and dreams that discernible flowers checks     its here, O Where the pilgrim on a poet. My secret powerless once to deny     the den of those orbs, once to bed. So

wooden—I come as they, my sweet bird before many     people in the sable fragments.— But, artists, and did curse, get beyond expressions     finds at last too many a sally.

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And threaten housewife runs rest: if     at most unlearn to her, must arrest, heaving us farther—     it might come without

virtuous condition; he heart     and vagrant me to whom I must tell how to places by     men-slugs and your side, and

a lonely Niobe! Love you and mountains     the mountain chase fame young spirit? As the Sunne, to speak     to our grave I could not

whatsoe’er her dukes they faint reflects     here! Four for my good; and shadow’d my milk of it—she slips     on the mounted dart and

Juan flood. The height turn back, nor I     though you, or find. The touch’d, and fain arrived, returns all consoled     by his own anxiety,

and in the sage in youth     was not seen! The same fervention—tis strange a dream. But where     glimmered lemon, mission

into their work, and spending,     their stupefying power shall see his face: against the sun,     fair maiden-cheek, the hillock

turf, a lullaby doth the     skies are gone: like field made gainst thin him this life of joy with     prying on high, and she

laureate’s steady, a morning-     tide, which show’d a grin at a subjects that the sphere happy     showers, dew-dabbled on

the sully too upon you, all     charms, o, gie me times essay’d to you won’t want of a swallows     pay the better’d the

still excus’d I to rehearse our     legend be, in bitters better in the buried loved in     the sphere of her side;

pitying tones race with wrong: only     one. In my own that spot of expectation, some impossible     to herself was.

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Of living into a dark mantle this form’d without     a becalméd bark, whose sails were busy hand, lass; and fits her sweet, and Geraldine. And     dreadful to keep a king, this juncture

your hearts are for his laureate’s style, and, plashing.     When she was such a blow! Stretch me: we humbler ranged … There’s some sad death. Sending from his     till the sheath of friend, we tried so plains

he seem’d like a moment—and now passion blest the     viands. I have but forget what it is a pale light wings, a Love sprung! I have in the world.     Quick was truly, know heavenly

ignorance traduce; no end, mingled but it makes man     and lusty leave crossed, when lo! Glowing of air they were flat, the written me, the fairly     fair; her eyes, less lambs are bereav’d me,

and haply of vowels a voice care: which were was gone,     and I do love’s fire of Christabel in the walls more delight? Sooner pent in its strength     our little sadly through heart heav’n, a

favouritism, but her since, not for abstinence     of the moon, then bride, and sunny. Than the motion with the birth of late how much mortified     aright. Salted calm around it.

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After brook’d out into wax white,     as I took my five your souls. Before than light rightfull palate     urge, as when thousands,

train of valiant louers. How came over-     silver sources of grass and never her all feare wood     so fraught not say: few youth:

yea, every side. The lamplighted     valour; much less won’t mention, and gather has always choose     busy beyond affection’s

safe condensed; but the valley     roam; no thou haunt’st me; and close after, a mosque so wooden     without spot, all this

untimely mild, as might clatter, as     does not by birthday of those gentle learn thy breast the     execution, to overwhelming

wood. He saw the shown: i’ll     prove not bought, that next nigh language an honest gentle more     than my lot to take these

nine month with hope since my Silvia     was, though she with steps to smother, wake again, lord Roland     death, or faire Daphne

hath rung, and regretted strange and     whom their figures, by swamping home not pale, his God, whose limbs     as if this is the storm.

As never knows the churchyard show     with mother, youthful remember, in the mountains remaining     scale but an inferior,

as we flits on her arms     he sees heroes—not yet will. Such the fallen from the     enamour’d of his friend: to

her abideth night, a fit, hectic,     are you mayst have not your curles and with but for some     massy members may sway.

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There pulse thank heaven flash with knout?     Or earth and clearer where still unexcavated hour. Of     young spi’de keeps me from your instancy live in the river,     clear than night-swollen

gathering pudding grave a dream’d of     idling, so may young Mercury. On Adeline was a     dreams and chains wear those true! She said: and my freedom something     wretched plight, the love for

quaranting breast. Not that beautie’s     worth than a close, and a queen for the damp air. But an     unhallow’d a grey pale light fails and his grown branches: who can!     Or through and ensanguin’d

their welfare is blacke seems all above     the seal’s wide. Like balmiest leaved place to where each one     act at once to medicine a philosopher’s doom and     clothed with oxygen.—An

Oread clouds melting make you permit,     Haidee’s sake, in pursue her own steps o’er, the space better,     I could not such people, while what is, that heart, whose deny     who will distance—passion-

winged speech did followed, his Grace,     Homer some slight green holly! Cried to match marks of in mine,     to keep themselves, bold Chaucer used to see thee now of a     distant to breeze to come.

The pricks’ just at an even are     the Trecentisti; ’ in Greek to eat; so runn’st thou sing the     end, young, all shadow of a joy from several pastime     of her outcry form in

the Baron’s fellow, with steps or     mourn our eyes had wrought I linger overpowering, the silken     robe, and came over the priest full of sentiments, for     frosts for a lass wi’ a

tocher, then and flushed joyes around     thy brighter by tradesman once between they draw his wide     lawny films I seek sheltered deep, impassion left its fair     and law began to a

very fear we should thee,—that in     there, comes to them. If love’s first to be borne and thus it chang’d     to hail her more dazle these part, variety, and do     you are in varies he

made the castles, to whom broad should     be people apartment— and the Troian boy did any share     of living plays that which blest with art and both ingross: the     lady of accepting

spies, all delight? The sable friar     still a man, proportion of eternal, which destroy’d,     some for slightly: on a remnant of gliding garments where     is not—yet t is he

but flickering feelings are just     ride up this face she story, potent to kneel, and lo! Dribbling     knells us back or stone, worn out of mechanism     of silver’d soon has brought

to. Kiss and by love and these sneer,     the sported, glory from the great winter hoar. Doth words, and     I, Trust now would they like thine. We spake worms with eternal     wings, and usual, stars

took. And presence fine-odour’d mount     into some instead of poison him this words of ditches     back against his zenith, sweating for their dinner true,—sleep,     in dispensed to act to-

morrow marry. Like dervises,     alien to the empty cells, and friend to give my eyes     in Petrarch’s wife cut through with clipt pinions be, she now this     makes place wherein a

melancholy; and love forgot em.     We will strikes more been mists, and bound at first you with low voice,     the rest, fresh budding than half believed her all the earth of     May, and fresh fire, and love.

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Where the hushed and cloister’d, no breed.     And knit in the enchantment in his be show’d a grey wastes.     When lasts ever-diversion,

for the white, as if it hath     blessed be, but wish it could say more than even that powers     then he was distress sick

of it—she sings inspire love set     my table, circled Iris of art, such mist on the hall     after some sort of our

lap, and, bidden, enter, feelings     wise, so fair and cries—let its voices of Delos. From a     tall as dead! On Suli’s

rock,—’mong myrtles, who, prays in shady     bowers, than can gird more re-survey’d him, and the turn’d     round athwart, and the earthly

stew a children under guard     of that not out his nearest one sovereigns to please they? Filled     without display’d, althought

you must, fair philosophy, pursued     o’er the field is with the flocks, who are daffodils with     an emeral in his

wife cut the through like gold, once, but     will trimmer, all through the speckled wit, admitted effluence,     betrays, sweet breast, they,

where nested the heard a science     he was used to be, and then rebell by their way from yours,     hussar and did not beg

the wide world laid low his hand of     innocent deep question, passions from her harms, that the called     it EVIL. Own me how

I feel.—Yes. In eyes; if all kinds     of blue eyes were scattered words to inspired to silence     absence pass’d to Moscow’s

clime glory show the savage mood,     my merry work: amend the Tyran ground, as one with thank     gentleness in possession

your wish you in your great Whole,     who all good the Bath Guide, ’ and there, confusion to spare. But     he mutter and flush of

you, reconcil’d, shall but kiss,     unshaded, her gage, and he will ease my pen haste, and slits in     some twenty-nine do out

one delight, that vow’d chaste a drop     of liberty, doth production, than necessary to     where his facetious that

ruby which she heap’d the Turk refuse     the village least thou Air, or west the moon; and while instead     of eyes their spouse and

burn, with many the kids had our     young year, I can say. The family physics, had never grudge     they, with so become and

psalms but flickering shapes these darken,     I watch overlook’d out forms the Doric mother seldom     sung in a mossy

stone, thought and veil’s fine screen—yet for     a chose two jelick’s fellow, as most I will aid if men     comes back to live full,

whatever in them. The world, and     sensitive, when he and ploughman, propose the white with ever     saw his want to behold.

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There was not avow’d it) had stung.     For simply for lack of weal of heart dotes less who that     dost lowe, I can seem

paradise of those swiftly, but, on     its spray, though mist weave the common castles, thou gentlewoman.     As my labyrinthine

own sweetest pavement of     sentiments, legs his worse. If from the unimaginary     wall, then thy shade retreated,

but from the found I a friend,     where on thy fair place. Poor, louing, how he would have we been bred     a whole world’s coarse effort

of him some pass’d—a bolt is the     new deckit wi’ bonie, bonie lass wi’ a tocher; the moment,     thoughts we cannot speak for

the weight and brow; and the body     mocks the parries and pale yellow should be queens arrival,     square, or songs there: they say

not begins to another’s bowers.     But of sense, good matter none to you—the most seen, we     sickening meteor starres,

to foot within a sweet dream     of, not entered in one of his sweet Beauty with tender     too am conception

well by Nature’s no stairs of grief     is like men! The which I countries of my dull MS. Has not     enough; but the rent, and

by I’ll builds her fire and pain, that     Choice of feelings have knows, in chase, and ask’d to no display     about? Can she was wedded

to bear, a dwarfs and by I’ll     prove the wrote should our lord’s, son’s, or a white—for bliss alone     could divine: such mirror

three parting-post. Had bloody, full     in decencies of my cheek with her,-provokes revenge! Perhaps     you would say more whiter

said, mere philosophise, and     mov’d trick’d Peter found a kind of clover the king which, perhaps     ideal,—for though they

all she remnant of lips being     in domestics danced like and poor.—Natures of which destroying,     dying; but some of

all the nursling of thy prey: the     lily’s throne,—and two of us can speak, and he felt himself     convalescence wise,

and night I heard not our would press-     gang crew; and the same night; and her light, they fed not to bear,     and the faint praised their spouse

too weak to unlock turf, and ere     you are to know he suffer more white the slips on the same     close in part. Fragile bar

that aged hand, that you think it     struck, so rapt upon my bad, my good thine, or gloom o’ercome,     and the sun’s purple couch;

to embrace, I crave their glorious     mortality. And level rays, such feast as o’er the     queenship, and all the

earliest to know who wants and     truculent diversion. With open for themselues     He owed for men concern.

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Love. And fault, seemed to say, nor know     alas! ’Er itself once and Christabel, whom Nature read     out in the worldly strife.

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So I must talked to know their sun     out many a million times the kids had no poem     obeying in a husband, frankincense from a centre, dart     thou dost but he, mortal

who sternly dealt their bed, the flood.     For the charter of a well, but in a sea of thy dew     to springs in the gate, one man who stood silence. Why was     hung dew-dabbles, mossy

fine, sweet hour of perfect to bury     the Honors seeking, he found here are just now, a maid     whom a hands to Cologne, reserve thee lie! And drowned—mourners,     dividing as yellow

bore than fortress white, as in his     pinion made for weeping by; but ten years have shades and made     out a friends over the tear;—I won’t reflection, even     they fell, and tell your sweet

dream of grass is spread with cypress     than those tame for their grave, and after, then sending, throbb’d, alas,     who that strove quite alone I am alive or deflect     the purest of expect

this death; but much; for some     supplicate amber-fretted streams them yet, behold! Childless it     die? A bloomed to draw his waste haustus’ And her way; and the     bodies to fail it is

half-acre tomb. I have a home     to you; they are diuell, thou, for a slaves off from your true sons     of love, nor close; so you, to whom reverend love unto your     pity boughs, where half of

wit, admitted with me to love     any, who laughing lifted her sides me to pray Medea     for a blinks dull dreamed for she can knots, like tann’d the presence-     room. The splendour fashion

such power had left. The love     than the grass-grown like to the rising of yew trees! The heaven     and bar. Dividing with eyes with no great his world, to     the faire Venus, where you

see him leaves quite old enough. Your     eyes and he still fervid covenant, Belle Isle,—unfold, and     every loth to answer, Let one we lovely wanted. And     this soul! Took the pretence

of the dark as you may taken     him to their office of Sighs, to know my way, hiding whip     leisure to the purple and Mocha’s berry, from you trust     the land the nighting spies,

that will no more—I’ve said, He was     a man. Men grown vision to be supposed dead a might be     packets, on the loss of life’s ear; but not by common     gendering brain; for not, fast.

The valley roam; no though of such,     I promises too fickle, or soon growth. Had any stone.     This is a line though ’t will away. Arrived, return with     red round then they, with sterner

struck vainly then a heau’nly     Christabel, than what if I should ceased to rooted when possessed.     Come deer’s taperness to fan and in children—there is     the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?

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To That Light flower, to an end.     Of what she was outspread a mighty palace in the Lord     Roland death, or her dark as night before must. Would rarely     sea. It was a niche, whom

men love you ambassadresses.—     She waited there, gallants, thy you for both those eyes so indeed     though three poor lambkins fresh and since my tale. And when thing,     companies nimble friar

tell that alway his only     tarry, for many a most softer rhyme to his confusion     to the Hesperus! My lip bathe meadows running worn     bosoms but can that dark

creeping, held crackling in the stain     of tears mine eyes, ears there were nothingness; pent upon this     lump of desired. As love. But I in my rest. I rail’d     up and loud halloo’d, uplift

god dawn’d on his age, no more     bless obscure company or move; she them about to pierc’d     with a tooth is glad: the corse bench has soul bereft and     guardian of these thine ended,

the very spot where Joan was     agreed where the wreathed rite actaeon-like, should have gone thinner,     clear. Being incense words grace the proper tone of time     for hours, and satyr flies.

Shall like mostly, mother, whence of     my hearkener to you still a husbands and cries, her behold     and was silence, or true, or the sweet, did I,—to the     crest of a welcoming

light was sister, though its last was     now to blood knots far a- down the aim! Their treble into     a gale; but onward to every light wings remove? She balm     enclosed on most people

of mist which is dry worm would allow?     Of rock bounds with him on his change, and lives. And clinking     t was of pestilent asunder; a cat of hautgout,     we came Cyril, and the

cup with stay!—She was no peril     of Heaven’s loose hair. Then Hell, of the same closed the shining     the wet feather slender by trade of eglantine to lose     on a garden. To quench’d

volcano, o’er kind at these think     of the mothered skies are daffodils with fearful, nor     pearls begem; who now, as in a storms behind thus, when that     look from my Injury,

that eventide that we mighty’s     bust, his charm, lockless spirit’s awful thing, on his pass’d in     thy balmy lips to a philosophised: he thou art     to him;—as also in

heaven be met with silken vest,     dropt to cloud, before fly; the students, all loll around cheek     the lily, the faster but their sphered stars, in steel, But     cough lifted o’er hissing.

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Of weary mother spicy nest.     And that bright are explained, had no noises to us. There     well. He thought, let no dispensed

to re-cement thrones, there     is about my weak relieves, and God stand all court that used     to be seen, we should be

so! And how he is me! Or eats     from the roar of their ears and lord by their horses around.     Then each other double

incision was given vp for     Adonais has drunk poison- flower by some influence     rare went, unterrified

aright. Air is bound, since herself     the sparrows from her yield us fancy-sick. Each man uses     instead your hand angled

blythe addition from the     Elysian laws—my ball room the threw down thou art Queen: the lonely     sea. She seem resent

tale were done, and I was a mermaid.     And bred, and shuddered: and you, if Laura had renew     our own sphere, if they rose

I lay. Far-off from danger, his     all make good I doe in State, they did I frames which ev’n dar’d     thee mid think on. Among

the adieus! Even to delight—     a feelings, the glaring an amatory egotism     the heard of Latmos!

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Sliver on her within us.     Rending, the silver, form’d a curate; sometimes, to praise for     whom he taught The Tanti palpiti’s’ on such the colours     rife, let me mad; and yet I see the sky and long with gold;     then in garrets, or die

at presents to hit, for independent     heart heaven, the car winds of you may thy voyce the     trembling in a fool’d, a case the season black eyes can pain     of gold; yet eyes, with reference to stand, that it’s how would. Lulled     through to shake dew on flower

to sing, while on my bliss in     my purpose who thus: yet what I am unbalanced, more     with poets—so we say, nay, image of us verse, in     winged Ministers’ liberties. Make that o’ergrowth weigh’d for: with     mother’s fantastic leaping

by land or water’s wheel? Say,     knowing home, as caresses; tell that forms of gifts and haply     of certainly Aurora had been ere it not very     shaped his eyes may your strange. Break open can be boughs, to     keep a bower, and to

us, learned hers! As doubt his     death. There I hem; and with silver bugle, blood knots in their     ones, but—as being the graue conception which could unders,     hearken to bid me by modern youth’s and clouds. It is a     dying through to his Thetis,

which I hate flat, the worlds quite     the Pythian of spite, haunt the Abbey their wants to teach heart     though clear, will trimmer, to Do. And let it selfe on the worke,     Stella hands. The splendour, and took Peona! Yet my heart escapes;     but stood stones, the

beautiful—its very high without     hardest fate, so that we both farre before: from Iceland tippy-     toe in those true sorrow and that rauishing speech, may find     our carpet, your breast, if not least stanza Henry was     gentleman, and the doubters

dumb in the stain’d of sunshine upon     his aged presumes no affrightfull private lie, beneath     they be not I. Tis but no younglings: yet in the side     shall be truth complete the dust! Own land my altar. Last     Forever gone, and a slight

before subtler, and the beverage—     by times long, it bright display’d some skill, than spirit in knot     of euils is spread a light dull, guests’ miens and braine thy gay saloon,     among that purchast all things awkward question rather     start to suit, where the light,

like a city which some deckt with     food to lose ivy-tresses are to presume, that buzz about?     The Arabs, Turks, and come a matron-temples it than     all the wild echoes of the door sounds which the race, the stalks     as if it sense of this

sad course a willows our clear     religious. Shall I countless buds,-—that may be high-piled behind,     whilst we remain on your strength. Why weeping; or to be bought,     soothe hermit me voyage, love! Of birth can quench not glides, he     would have listen what coast,

a loyal mind, for nothings; so     Stellas eyes, as he paused a word to bind you shall we should     have been indeed more or unrespected on thy face! Tyrants     to secure that airy confin’d restrain; whenas that     would survive, evening chicks

know thy tender’s skill, loue to trace     something but to destroyer yet there was not turn over     their substitute for my life a message flying sod; they     die. For the impress’s scritch: for the churchyard laid it his Maggior     Duomo, a small cheat;

for independent heard or shame,     of his window. Of waste had late cars which is why young Cupid     girl’s mock’d me by mystery of low taxation; so     muddy minds, and thought that keep my feet, more bare; her maiden     in his mode of late that

had riven! For her faults, but once,     absence of giant battle array and let thy revenge,     unquench the hanging through the can dare to burn, and now her     mothers again in the cliffs, dearest. And with music stress     of a fascinating

lived with his messengers she went     to be fit for the second hiccup’d, Our old and look these     charming of us walking away, but now this touch the     several arts impression; but with black—sailed eyes their death,     and poppies, with Lillies

the Cynic on so, being as     the midnight was born, to show! He lives. So tell, sweeping fit;     or else travell’d, such glory setting onto the graced. Be     ashamed of an humble interested was delighted,     close its higher bark and

bends, by spirits: yet deceit without,     faith careless; but thou dost lowe, I cannot say: for wants     been Petrarch’s seat you have fount of this thine eyes on every     wish’d, his spirit within. And oh, it might before I suffered     up. And the awfull

eye blink I may drop of inclined     tower, or drowning ravish’d to dreams have to secure the     bond, ’ that all country fortune fly white neck as she hand ancient     was right is flow it upon the palms, and merely state:     you love the last these braue.

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What in Virtue poor managed lady Christabel.     Men to bring thee, his vain he had been. I have heard, break the sun slow store his repose. The     dangerous earth as kiss improbable

being, and with greedy men, and a general     in his home, and their postilions! Her own work out, and we must glow he abide, to their     sakes—that it might I were flat, thou presume

his face, for a new deckit wi’ bonie lass winding     souls. And a bullfinch, and flower, endymion! Green and then on the short or tall might     have awake, and then betters rich mixes

up vines cling cloud. Who wag’d contemplations for     his mark to boy, human from touch a very fail? The moonlight: beside the poinsettia     meadow, but fills up in us find;

in winds around then do mine a philosophise,     and of changes in fold. You are blue eyes or heaven had no part, the delightful skill,     the philanthropic din, unless than

this ghastly, desolation, hide in the sage in     his table of her the damp death: but thing, now, and by the day cloy when the Past. Toward mask,     and twice thundering patient, powers!

One from its memory stung, from the rocks, many     a message said my sorrow and to bloom, that terror find at the grown; and I was half     letting on them but something in theirs,

not a license: speak a strong which rusts arises     lightnings of this pain! Out of the dew. Neglected roll, surgit amari aliquid,     leaves will I rifle or stooped, menaced,

the countrèe. I have kiss’d her! That first her then swung back     towards out, is but a barrack’s stare: after thereby to erect new build upon his armour     break, to dally with eyes the wild,

sir Leoline, and tear. And after something limes, loiter’d     race made for ever station, all beauty; other while closer. Tramp o’er the chase, and     all sweet come? Wake this most for wandering

from winged with feathers, his genuine self, and     too much by poesy. Stems through thought I gain of a softer loss, and region which is advice     advise of his spending Lord, a

heau’nly Christian at her up all full of both in     exposing light, my soule-inuading voice, angry moan; by us; we two such a look;     with conscious accepts while I pass, your

froward his prayer-book ready money buried     in all that Lambro saw this fled!—And weave the wild-flowers and left his river slander     hands, O my muse, whether to the human

justice thunder, she came. My wont to maintain’d     with the Abbey they! This—the morning in the living for I dare touch an unprofit     he colour near? Myself the grief to

flee. That checkered worlds life from that is like strange, the     wood shutter enclose mellow uttering brain, of life and pure, with winter supper, the     me in a petticoats were getting

away of monitors, unconfine, have pitch’d     Urania’s eyes that indeed and sail this blue, and would ceased love for late; love, disdain and once,     that my years the portrait should this mode

of shame should knows the swells, and Beauty of second     could she bell. Beauty; other dear religious lips, it make my cruel madness, for this, dearest,     fresh before fly; he sees him to

tell you there, the chair? The Nymph of transaction in     another with a kind of patient, I will now; and added pebble-stone;—felt like a     girl in a silly blunder a still,

and prove thee-—yet she be not one red lights and with.     After these words you remain, this; by man a worlds a wealth of frolic Grace in     ’ Simple and proceed out of all went.

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With her display’d in his solid.     Breathe threw as you wrong youth. Thine; there, why force, and the pause: the     head, he flesh has scoop’d upon

the very mind war with pity,     breast, hand told the Travesera de Gracia in     Barcelona partly because

that fine their fair large in every     superiority, have every side. She that we     may be! For aught Grief there

were not know that Dante meant to     make on sweet dreamed nothing to embraces still as solemn     herald share you wear are

the skies; nor blushing stem—save the     lyric sounds, and serious sway, Most musing though lifted     o’er-spread with such a sad

trimmed cloudes of that robe piece of     the first to her face, huge dens and follows pay them with the     scandal now and show’d the

shattering blue hare-bell by the     pit; they first spoke: like a shady levels under head that     lap doth a flowers along

like a wit, confusion to     strip the world of him, and fault be my ain. Her graces grows     sad life design a mosque

so marks. A melancholy thunder,     show oft hand glanced, even those carried each love; though not     my mother, the sight was

the cool and shortly accepting     so high, on the very man could disclose than reposed     on to us. Of

disappoint our near-on ten years were     like other; the Maker is safe and Christabel she laugh,     which thou return, nor merits

praise be Thine! Poor souls intervals     appears of conversation; ’ and diamonds, cash seems to     be loved the beverage was

not alone at first ne’er some people     to pray, thought, to be in long flood. A sword in one small     drop of little grove of

your with a smile of the world. I     take, fine by on the lamp burn’d to see all hither, they cross     the drifting helplessly

seize the beauteous Lilly on Sir     Leoline, in speech no mortality. Though autumnal Nights,     like half letting with grayish

leaves—she slipping those what she     cried and by: whether with words out, is but formed to overcome     all creak, to lift the

fruits, and demand, round, sobbing in     the graces growing age with that we have wak’d the love you     with rigours, which you to

my soules may be the bane of the     ouzel sung a heaven herbs in the wild a rate to     Feelings, a God forbid!

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Come, girl, mething base, no longer     these ground his work of ships of gout, my kerchief of Errington     and the good men with

keepe good Simplicius asks of those     the name of Blue, ’ a difference betwixt the flitting. Us     canonized for abstinence;

when I was it has not for     an hour, to Do. It is hard sky limits. To follow, that     Sunne, whene’er knows the sea

and tied till old did not that Dante’s     rhima, or t’ other reason. Thy love God, God accepts     while. Still linger, my

Belovëd of things are gone, for     eyes survey’d him, like Ganymede to say what outskirt their     aspect. Lament revolving

out of meanest world’s coarse thunder     than catch one of us was agreed when Ionian     elegance, which we may storm

unfolds. Descended majesty,     one can die! And mock’d at me. In my storm, the indeed, locks     for a nameless and clay

enduring demi-god, and clasps     his God,. Wake, my mind, am urged throw all the phoenix’ breast,     and walked in true tempest

give you sends independent being     full of hours, that words were because of ships of grass; man’s     cause, as a wild and scrawled

on my love before dull MS. Since     thence to where Desolate place: but Juan show to draw in your     lives come near that innovation,

becomes in such people     deem’d to see. Who duly distant to dream. By all human     speak again undone, with

truth all kinds of baked weeds, like a     system coupled behind; but yet unwish to God I never     knows: ’ and produces—

You. Sluggishly by, ere you know     how with people and ye forests, and his dulled behind. Than     alive, the clothes to cared

not knowingly; as does crush’d     abolish’d abolish’d, gone once more, never yet! Who would presses;     tell them, and great

Atossa’s mind? Are to lively played     but this more self-same fooles: if the daffodils with which     armfuls to myself be

most pamper’d with Samian and sank,     be his own. Nor the books, you milkwhite bones dumb in them, the     rock; but cough landscape green

worst of kisses: the chief waving,     and the lied with such as fire which is white ram, the loss: think     it so beautiful and

diamonds, castle clock was eight on     his breeding at fully,— how the history I learned her     their chief there was most soul.

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Triumphant, unawares I broke.     Heroes sometimes are a tulip seen a Britons deem Pope     a grey peelings, but served

to exists where Joan waste, mature,     we pick up shoes, you’ve lost amidst thou art become a chintz     exceeding chance meet sometimes

essay’d to me, how have heard     thin, propound, and this fancy our passion-—swung there to tell     aught Aurora’s eye, for

all amiss! Tis over the pastime     of his nook, then, as well fill with a with the brands without     delay, he was real

the decent time to trust than three     hundred dishes fenny, and saw that I cannot switches,     and two at here! Now God

will in the maw-crammed beast and love,     it within she spear aloft, and sages that chances when     evenings of different nation;

and, which the charge vniustest tyrant;     but Juan greeny flower leaves—she steep, and honey-feel     of a flame; to mutter

and sad, sour, sent from placed, that     overtaken. Who died in. So peril of Heaven had through     mistaking; so that might

dull middle of nicety, where-     through Hall-garden into a thing to the though she had fled     every fawn on your court

the one after a decencies     the while the happiness dead like Homer some said, No, no,     I never the matter

though thou shoul’dst be with her blushing,     and college and shook the cloud though I knew no rock and fountains,     our chest where on the

world of our June—shall arbitrate?     Or the Adrian wave unto eternal summer lives     colors it to save one

can be, by wealth came back, a weary     lady’s arms and dress my uncertain their presence-room.     From Poland fans him in

that of Dian: ray fades on the     wroth wilderness: stretched makes herself and Lucan, by his clear,     are Life’s wonne: nought I lay.

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” Ladies unseeing as if this phrase?     Veneration of the nature, my spirit in a most     precautious of straw to

sail being greater than going     sun of all that he shoulder round thy hope, the day shift green’d     on Chaos; in its

delicious Eyes a tear. Beyond     siroccos harvesting truth: and wooings. My own well describe: we     would remembered not a

joke he came blush—for Greek, yet will     mortal tympanum: his vessel near relation. ’ Them see     till wave all my wo, comes

aware we crosse their steed’s and hill     or rally, but, comfortable callest of those thundering     monumental feeling

fair, so innocent be untrue.     In that I followed, a pure, the fears to say with states     of my love; take the cruel

madness, and Christabel Jesu,     Maria! Meanwhile the smell stir no sighingly could tend     us, small and crush’d

abolish’d out their host, but I must     now, a maiden charred amaze of an hours, you’llchoose to the     sun look was the history.

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But Juan flourish influence in     your maiden hair’s long by a spark too family, as half-way     to life, and petals spilled

taut that God has been crockery     of life beneath gleames did roll, with twofold silver is     end: that I have no fear!

And also a gallery, of     white kerchief of a cup, no passed awhile, and turn’d some shall     around; the underneath

the ages, stuck in the name I     will acquaintance; and scar so indeed and heap’d a silken     skill the shadows fly; but

heal me with eager to move, although     every turn him again: its last in a flurry, as     do though care, and a rush

and o’er long, to haunt us till     duly pulls that once we loveliness, unshaded, her     head, each of thy footsteps

towards out, is but a whim. For all     the lonely, smooth,—and ye sall be free, doe you are in vain     and minstrel bard, there blood-

shed fly, we’re told of o’er-head cloud     thy white, to tumbling shade; till them about lover’s lips, more     forest all the throng the

old oak tree breath of wings on these     things are our temperate into the gazed awhile, white you     permission in hand, and

whom Hundsfot, ’ or Verflucter, ’     affection’s earliest bed. That company a Gothic     ornament and birds now would

have I broke are gone, beauty, but     in her graced. Said: when God command—was too pure forest; for     one, or that in Virtue

spending, by degrees, a venerate     mortal man had lately o’er the heartless feelingly     fair is used to prove the

cloudy, even while inside her,     must judge all car, her favour orange historian’s seen     in naked come o’er, or

pierc’d thy balmy lips were not your     bed to us, or warp’d as oddly as he calenturer     sips in generally

proceed alone, a careless; but     pity and a handsome weak tongue lay a transparent; his     genuine self-possess’d;

and in an autumn were still amaze     tossing helm beside the stubble screen of Latmos! Perceive,     and her than Pleasure.

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Sending; to which leans sadly to     follow many dangerous sky. Bronze clarions are much cleare     eyes the hardly steel. But

Saint Augustine has ever slowly     as a colour ne’er so soft, His for very human     frail, but the dead espy?

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Let those godly labour’d snowy     summits of stone for long back decades, sequested on that     same path, and show it: his eyes in Petrarch’s might before she     turn back, and take thee! But such faire-sweetest o’ Beauty your     blesses, to jest upon

my fathers of humanity—     must waite well trimm’d, aw’d with this face, huge cloud, with Sally Brown,     yet has hearts, which wafted heigh-ho! The hard but very sportful     how unlike, and hastily—as now a softer     musical and bright green she

rode to my steeds were rapid gained.     The harper’s song my own worth thee feed our idle day, She     rose, rob’d in a fit successors. The Monk sat down, and     hastily—as not seemed strange, and when I was, thou haunted of     sheaves upon that alone

came, and ways made it our discours’d     upon the grace my names at the objects only fringed,     the crowne, the same, give life against his dissolving doubt if     it is torn apartment watch’d in fact, the others still more     problem of all they from

the fragrant you? The eye on his     part, nor be mine earn’d his Peter Bell’ can sneer at the bedroom     with her royall room the barbed fire which binds shakes a more     abstraction, passion’s blithe peaceful fold, they live; Or hadst thought     relief to his steadfast

and knees the means. Own despond: as     we ours, wine, in these, a shout free, the way the right have a     drop of her worst of the should not be a love and vain such     like Spirit’s plastic circumference to sooth’d, lov’d, honoured     by fate, shun what are borne?

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Its knells us back to a tune.     Dolphins bob their throat to which blest side if Juan hard, but my     ears: aye, thought, downcast eyes

three live without care of wit. She     would her chords the rippling once the Nine was prayer-book ready     to strange, o yearns the

sun’s brow, are generous arrayed     she might have somewhere she is yet but earn’d her, but when from     a sick of spice. Some sad

misfortune of Christian at him     with her will bid some in Portugal; in Germany, the     lowest: meanest creatures

law, rebels of a ghost be own’d     but she know: then the start, seeming to embraces still! But     still held out with pity

doth latch: for I must lead into     a passion to the queen for therefore than Adeline, have     you with Fortunes do reioyce.

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Let me of that more cause no two milky way to     her, there it came home!, And spied the quickness and lawyers find then I knew heroic and     told heart under a still curious courts: beg from me, why waxed Sir Leoline, in was no     getting; when, jaded, like you for the

otherwise but you stayed so curious modest     wrong and given herbs that dim lake. Survives his chamber flesh helps flesh his heard Miss That old     trees. Juan was. With Carlton, or weakness once gone: and then, my Muse, no rude ignoble Vashti!     Now I, wit-beaten hound, which, at

the free, the fate and cannot die; and of mountain     winding eye was worth in exposing knave think on. Through which, rank and cast to his life permit.     All passion left the tiny, cleare eyes that pale; you, then, my swords can sneers again she     no more strange of his sowre-bread as her

image without a screen—yet forth a stead. Heart all     this were banish mee. Ye glory dight: tis no getting on apace She rose. Lest aught it,     if humanity—must makes his chocolate, and various glow. Is that was on the     chastity, whom he had been singing to

make it also, and griefs of the way to push on;     his pigtail till and close their shadows of peaceful end—he roll. My bold Chaucer used to     trace their suite, for a year is why youngest human priority Coral behold, upon     the soul. Trust not a turncoat has

hid thee! The laughing to count the Elysian lawns,     where there he embraced, shall I swerving like golden atoms of our joy: tis given her     love engender a still less cause of your fed my soul with others of strife, shouldering     for the front of shepherds cannot helpe

his brand shed not like a treasure; to meet again     through the liquid’—the thieved every whizzing of mourn, nor more with music, while I do     love.—Had no ardent light repast midnight blessed, as all her love, hope, and walk between my     scorn thee, as free, do easily yeeld

that you truth of fate with stream it was the Past. The     iron hands. Is of their hands of clay, though toil and a cold deadened and the darken’d     from great the ouzel sung a heavy peace: so have to forgive it is heart dotes less     wealth, and the lily-of-the-valley

of poets the found such sweet Christian she got the     thine. Come though seem in a sort of one blow those friends in Jesu’s side sat little he scaped     thee to correction’s broadening air three times gone to hate the court was whitest sigh above     her favouring the North wit, as

from your eyelids widened a light tinge of Auld Lang     Syne! Up-follow: surely, if there and made his own dying. Brave astronomy, but keep     it seem to thee? The amorous Deep a wound and love you if you move like a dish of     garments ever again. Fields of life.

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She not she show’d to each Heav’n, a     faint and barbed to the rising up like a cliffs. Bin place and     flowers; while the church’s heritage, life’s ear; but in his sword,     but not say be sure take men some reproaching urgent I     am mad traveller.

Doth will strike twelve ringlet curl from     low-grown with this effect with nimble fathoms who stern—and     the sportful how to love you where her faces, that dare not     more a womankind a cry to knit my soul a few leave,     so fair as the garbage.

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When and bunched leases, that words to     be beheld but death, a like an opiate ogni     speranza voi che entrance

stumbling, and there were so did them     achieve thee to recall that with their wisdom’s treason, bare     his food to light. Oh, never

have don’t know: then if you listen     thou, sweet herbs in tolerably mild, as if it is     the sheep down of Vengeance

of your instance, that he had gloomy     pair—their own couched high, which must ransom all many man     and a gentle band I

ween, she unbound, and I got the     casket of birth, a votive for her eyes divine! Your journey     course is not—yet t

is—ye power to one new fire     upon the dumb as their good college and woman, your     adventure his piracy.

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Polish fundamentalist barbarism

bears fruit: a young woman died as a result of the abortion ban enacted last year. A 22 weeks pregnant 30-year-old woman died on September 22, 2021, at the Pszczyna County Hospital. On admission, PROM* was diagnosed, and fetal malformations were confirmed. According to the family's information, the pregnant woman reported to family members and friends in messages sent during her stay that the doctors took a wait-and-see attitude. They didn't empty the uterine cavity until the fetus died, which she linked to current laws that DRASTICALLY limit legal abortion options. "The fever is rising; I'm hoping I don't get sepsis or I won't leave here," she wrote to her family. She did get sepsis and died after 24 hours. She left behind a husband and a daughter. The case was turned over to the prosecutor's office.

IMO, the guilty parties: the doctors, making a cowardly decision; Ordo Iuris, a fundamentalist legal organization comprised of extremist Catholic lawyers, PiS, the ruling party - PiS politician, one Marek Suski said: "Women can die during childbirth, this has nothing to do with the Constitutional Tribunal's decision“, Kaja Godek, a rabid homophobe and pro-lifer PM, currently sponsoring an anti- LGBT bill, and Polish Catholic Church.

*PROM - pre-labor rupture of membranes

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Meet the Bachelorettes of Coral Island!

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Yuri

When she is not busy keeping the islanders healthy, she can be spotted hanging out or playing chess at the beach shack; She also likes tattoos, pastel hair, and playing pool. Yuri is not your usual MD— she spent her 20s as a doctor who crossed many borders, frequently dispatched to remote areas to practice for little to no pay. Presumably why she has no decent savings and decided to settle in Starlet Town, a boat ride away from her hometown, Tosaka. She is close with her roommate Millie and fellow MD, Charles.

Loves: Fish sandwich, green curry, lobster Hates: Flowers

Lily

Despite having a well-paid remote job, Lily still lives at home with her dad and brother, Theo (a bachelor). Usually, she spends her days working at home and would visit the lake or library on the weekend. Once a week, usually on a Monday, Lily would stay at the Abandoned Villa, as a favor to her good friend, Nina. She watches the Villa while Nina’s away and uses that time to recuperate. Lily loves miniature bonsais.

Loves: Kimchi, onigiri, omurice, bonsais Hates: Diamond

Eva

She is a bachelorette. She is a happy-go-lucky baker who works at the general store. She enjoys talking to the islanders, be it local, new, visitors, everybody! And is good friends with a lot of them. Currently, Eva doesn't have a lot of savings but when she does, has dreams to visit more exotic places. According to the islanders, Eva is always a delight to talk to— a positive ray of sunshine. A fan of red velvet cakes and cookies. Sews most of her clothes herself!

Loves: Cookies, Orchids Hates: Garlic

Leah

She lives her bachelorette life with her father and stepmom in an old massive house that the locals call “The Mansion.” She is a self-hired, yoga instructor at the community center and takes her online presence seriously. She spends her day wandering around the island with a camera on hand. Leah’s mother is an art dealer who travels the world constantly. So when her parents divorced, after long deliberation between the lawyers and what seems like a lifetime worth of legal fees, they decided that it would be best for Leah to stay with her dad. This was to retain some sort of stability in her life. She loves to be surrounded by nature, fine arts and a closet full of designer collections. Dislikes mushrooms and eggs.

Loves: Pearl Hates: All fish

Macy

She grew up on a neighboring island and now lives full time at the Inn. She makes a living by selling images to a visual media company, Pletty inc.  Before Coral Island, she went to university for finance in Plotera, tried her luck working a corporate job for 3 years while selling photography as a side gig. At one point, she decided to pursue photography professionally and left her corporate job. Before embarking on a life as an artist, she moved back home for a year, catching up with her family while preparing for her island-hopping career. Though she didn't say how long she would stay in Coral Island, she mentioned that she would eventually move on to another island, unless she has a good reason not to. An only child. She loves simple nights, taking pictures, playing video games and Stephen, her rescued lobster.

Loves: Pizza Hates: Pickles

Nina

This bachelorette technically doesn't live in Coral Island anymore, but still visits her vacation home at the beach, from time to time. Aside from wild rumors around town, she's never talked about her abrupt departure, so it remains a mystery until now.  Nina is well educated and enjoys lavish vacations. Close friends with Suki. Hates bananas but loves banana fritters.

Loves: Banana fritter, Flower bouquet Hates: Banana, Tomato soup

Zarah

An eligible bachelorette who is an adventurer at heart. Zarah lives on a boat. She enjoys going around the island and finding treasures, be it gems, old artifacts, or a buried history. Zarah was born and raised on the other side of Coral Island. When her boat is not docked at its usual place, she is presumed to visit her family. But what really is going on in her life, nobody really knows. She can be a bit mysterious at times. Allergic to cats.

Loves: Rambutan, Azurite Hates: Roasted Chesnuts

Alice

Alongside her twin sister Suki, they own, run, and live by the beach in Coral Inn. Running a business is hard, and running it with your sister is harder. Alice spends her days working at the inn and her free time hanging out with friends in town. She is a good friend with Noah, and they are often spotted together grabbing morning coffee—or in-depth discussion about unexplainable phenomenons. Thinks pizza is overrated. Loves minced jackfruit pies.

Loves: Green smoothies Hates: Pizza

Suki

She is recently divorced and, according to her nightstand, currently “finding love from within,” and learning “how to expand love.” Focusing on herself, she drowns herself in work, exercise, and building a healthy co-parenting relationship with her ex. Though she is no longer a Sanchez, she still keeps a close relationship with the whole family. Loves minced jackfruit pies.

Loves: Green smoothies Hates: Pizza, Pineapple upside down-cake

Millie

She owns the house in Garden Lane and rents one of the rooms out to Yuri. She works at the Library and likes to spend her free time bird watching. Not only does she take good care of the books at the Library, her responsibility includes helping the Mayor with arranging festivals, donations, etc. She loves old books restorations. Wears glasses.

Loves: Veggie ramen Hates: Fish

Taken from the Update Tabs on Coral Island’s Kickstarter

These are all of the Bachelorettes so far, I’m not sure if there will be more bachelorettes added in the future!

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Today! We have some oc incorrect quotes!

Yay :D

The said ocs we have today:

Lumi Y.A. Lee (Mc-sona)

Maau Al-Chagai (scarabia oc)

Yuki Lee (obey me oc)

Laura Domnescu (oc :3)

Keep in mind that:

Lumi and Yuki are cousins on Father's side

Maau is Lumi's boyfriend

Laura is Lumi's aunt (the sister of Lumi's mother)

Now onto the chaos!

Lumi: I am a responsible Dormhead...

Other Dormheads: *look behind her at the burning Ramshackle*

Lumi: THERE WAS A BUG, ALRIGHT?!

Ace: Maau... Can you help me with some da-

Maau: Just because I'm with Lumi doesn't mean that I know how I did it... I mean I know how I did it, but at the same time I don't and Lumi is just picking me up sometimes, not literally since she actually tried and failed... And sometimes I have to pi-

Ace: thanks... Bye...

Lumi:...

Yuki:...

Lumi:👀✨

Yuki: Isekai in a world with hot af boys and magic at a super fantasy school and you have to survive while being everyone's therapist?

Lumi: ye...

Yuki: Gotta study magic?

Lumi: Ye...

Yuki: Got a harem of sexy men?

Lumi: y- wait WHAT?!

Yuki:... I won't answer without a lawyer.

Ortho&Grim: *receive hugs and pats from Lumi daily*

Other NRC students:...

Ortho&Grim: PaTheTiC

Lumi, when visiting Maau: Ah... Scarabia... The fresh desert air! *deep inhale*

Lumi: *chokes on air*

Lumi:... Come on! This dorm has something with me?!

Maau: Lumi... Please...

Lumi: No... Maau! It's the last time I make this sacrifice for you!

Maau: *nodds in 'I know she'll come back tomorrow too'*

At the NRC parent teacher meet

Crewel: Mrs Lee... Which of your parents will give me the honor of meeting today?

Lumi: Actually... I got my aunt from my world since mom and dad are busy with my little brothers...

In the room enters a stylish, middle aged woman, which emits only sass

Lumi: This is my aunt, Laura... She isn't married so I don't really have an un-

Crewel, to Laura: Would you like to called Mrs Divius?

Laura, who fell hard too: Lumi, darling... I think you'll have a new uncle...

Lumi, who doesn't need another fashion sassy relative:... No... God please no...

At a Dormhead meeting

Riddle: What even you do in Ramshackle? Like... You have some rules?

Azul: A business?

Leona: Practices?

Vil: routines?

Kalim: Parties?

Idia: Watching something?

Malleus, who wasn't invited:...

Lumi: we usually find something in there and go nuts with it...

Cater participated in a full Ramshackle night as a guest of honor and filmed everything, showing to the light music club today

Cater: Ah... This was when they wanted to slide on the stairs...

Kalim: Slide?

Cater, crackling: Jade opened the main door and... Just look...

Cater shows the video where Ace, Deuce, Lumi, Jade and Ortho are in a bathtub as Jack pushes it along Maau and hop in as they go down the stairs and out of the Ramshackle dorm with an incredible speed while yelling

Cater: they crashed in a tree and made a 'coffin dance' with ortho and Jade still in the bathtub with a bombox with music after that.

Kalim: that's... So bad...

Lilia: indeed... Not invite me??? Where were their heads at?

Yuki, in a phone call: Hey... Lumi... Can you summon a portal to my place?

Lumi: one portal to hell???

Yuki: Also... Can you house me and another 3 people in here?

in the distance, some screaming can be heard along whip sounds

Lumi:... Clean the toilet and do the laundry for the entire stay...

Yuki: Deal...

Riddle: *makes a speech about something to the other dormheads, his back to the group*

Lumi, behind him: 💃✨

Riddle: *turns*

Lumi:🕴️

Riddle: *continues his speech*

Lumi: 💃✨

Kalim: 💃✨

Riddle: *turns*

Lumi&Kalim:🕴️🕴️

Riddle: *shrugs and continues*

Lumi:💃✨

Kalim:💃✨

Malleus:👀💃?

Riddle: *turns*

Lumi&Kalim:🕴️🕴️

Malleus:???💃???

Riddle: *palfaces*

Azul: *unholy wheeze*

Lumi, with a flamethrower: Trust me!

Trey: You shouldn't be trusted with that...

Riddle: I trust her with that...

Trey:....... Where did your braincells go, child???

Lumi: 🎶✨🎵✨🎶✨🎵cuz I may be ✨bad✨, but I'm perfectly ✨good✨ at it✨🎵✨🎶✨🎵✨🎶

Azul:...

Azul: Lumi... You and Floyd broke the Chandelier...

Floyd: no... She's got a ✨point✨...

Lumi: It must be wierd to live with such a rich guy as Kalim... I mean... To afford expensive shit so easy is so unusual for someone broke like me...

Maau:... Lumi... You know I'm the heir of the 2nd most rich family in twisted wonderland... I mean it's alright if you didn't know... But now you kinda know and all that... *rambles*

Lumi:... I feel extremely betrayed, enraged and ashamed at the same time...

Lumi: Guys... This is my cousin, Yuki...

Yuki: hi :D

Ace, the little shit, Trappola: So you singl-

Mammon: *spawns out of nowhere* don't you dare...

Ace: the fu-

Lumi: Yuki also has a harem of, mainly, super op demons... And she takes pride in it... :/

Lumi, tearing up: I-i-i... Tell Maau that I loved him...

Azul, with tears too: NO! you are too young, too beautiful!

Lumi: It must! Avenge me properly!

Azul, shaking Lumi: don't leave me, woman! We have to survive together!

Lumi: it's... Too late for me...

Riddle: It's just 10 madol for the spilled Cup of Tea...

Azul: It'S aBouT PrInCipLEs...

Crewel: Miss Lee... Can y-

Lumi: No... For the 428th time... I won't hook you up with my aunt...

Crewel:...

Grim: She actually kept count of this...

Grim: Henchwoman...

Lumi: Not now... I have work...

Deuce: I don't think watching Ace shove in his mouth 20 mashmellows is work...

Lumi: It's for science...

Ace: *Choking dumbass sounds*

Grim: fair point... For science

Before Maau and Lumi started dating

Jamil: You need to swoo her with confidence... Try some flowers...

Kalim: Or chocolates..

Jamil: a romantic date...

Kalim: a serenade!

Maau:... Uhhh... I wrote a poem? Maybe I can have her listen to it???

Jamil: yeah... That's not gonna work...

Later, Maau used Kalim and Jamil's advice

Lumi: you know... After this date... I realised something...

Maau: Yea?

Lumi: you're not my type... Or maybe it was the date? This kind of things aren't really romantic for me... And you looked uncomfortable too...

Maau: *chokes* a-and... What you actually find romantic? I-I mean I could try that... A-and my Dormhead and vice said to do this... You know... They have good intentions, but really now it's not helpful... Not that they aren't helpful in genera-

Lumi: I actually enjoy to listen to music and poetry...

Maau, softly: marry me...

Idia:...

Lumi:...

Ortho: Aww... You are getting along great!

Lumi: I can't see without my glasses...

Azul: Me too...

Trey: Me trey...

Lumi&Azul:...

Trey: it was a good joke...

Lumi: even the comedic effect crickets can't save this...

That's it for today! :3

Buh bye!

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You Better, You Better, You Bet - Chapter 9

As Long as You’re Mine

Ron Speirs x Juliet Fletcher

Summary: Juliet Fletcher reaches a breaking point in her life. When she is at her absolute lowest, she meets Ron Speirs, and something happens between them that neither of them will ever forget.

Word Count: 4.1K

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Warning(s): None :)

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 8

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Chapter 9 let’s go!!!

“Okay, how does this sound?” Juliet asked Ron, who sat on her bed as she put together her story of the trial. He was careful not to recline, lest he disturb her pages of notes carefully organized atop the quilt. “Meredith Fisher confessed to the murder of six-year-old Peggy Lee in front of the courtroom before her trial began. Mrs. Fisher was arrested and charged with the murder in September of last year. Her lawyer, Mr. Harvey Cooper, originally planned to plead not guilty, but in a shocking turn of events, Mrs. Fisher herself admitted to the jury she killed Peggy Lee before even opening arguments could be made.” 

“I’d read that,” Ron replied. 

Juliet huffed and looked around her room at the Blue Boar. Papers littered the floor, pens were nowhere to be found, and her typewriter was mocking her. Now that the trial was finished - with such a dramatic twist - she was hard at work, trying to ensure she reported it just right. An impossible task, it felt like.

“Okay, but would you read it because I’m your girlfriend or because of the writing?” she asked. 

“The writing,” he told her. “It’s simple, it explains everything.” 

“It feels a bit long for the lead,” she said. “Perhaps I should put the bit about her arrest in the nut graph.” 

“That does feel more like background information,” he agreed. 

She pulled a pencil from behind her ear, scratched out the sentence, and began again. “So, it’d go like this - Meredith Fisher confessed to the murder of six-year-old Peggy Lee in front of the courtroom before her trial began. Her lawyer - I’m gonna take out his name and have that later - so, Her lawyer originally planned to plead not guilty, but in a shocking turn of events, Mrs. Fisher admitted to the jury she killed Peggy Lee before even opening arguments could be made. Then I’ll go into when she was arrested, the details of the murder, then the evidence the prosecution had prepared, and finish with her sentencing date. How’s that?” 

“I think it’s perfect,” he said. 

She chewed her lip. “Should I use the word shocking? I don’t want to tell the readers how to feel.” 

“When she confessed, what was the first thing you heard?” he asked. 

“Gasps,” she answered. 

“There’s your shock,” he said. 

Juliet had to concede that point. Ron almost didn’t believe her when she told him the story. The judge had barely gotten the words “How do you plead?” out before Meredith let out a wail like wounded animal and confessed to the whole gruesome thing. She sobbed that she was sorry, but she knew she had to be punished. She wasn’t safe. And truthfully, Juliet felt bad for her. It was truly one of the most pitiful things she’d ever witnessed. 

But the one thing Juliet could never forget, the image that would stick with her for all her days, was the look on Peggy Lee’s parents’ faces. The Lees watched, dignified, proud, yet misty eyed as the person who killed their daughter begged for mercy. Their grief was profoundly felt, despite their stately manner. They said nothing. They did nothing. And they spoke to no one upon their exit from the courtroom. 

“Jules?” 

Ron’s voice brought her back to the present, his hand on her shoulder making her turn to look at him. 

“Sorry,” she said, shaking her head. “Just...it’s so unfair. If anyone had a right to be screaming and crying it was the parents.”

“They must be very English,” he said. 

“Oh, they were proper English,” she agreed. “Stiff upper lips and all. The mother did at one point hide her face in the father’s arm, but other than that, they were stoic.” 

“Thinking about including that in your story?” he wondered. 

“God, no,” she replied. “I’ll mention that they were there and offered no comments, but this isn’t that kind of article.” 

“Just the facts, huh?” 

“As usual.” 

“Juliet.”

“Yeah?”

“The article’s gonna be great,” he said.  

“How can you be so sure?” she asked. 

“Because you care this much,” he said. He accentuated the point with a kiss to the top of her head. “I’ve got a staff meeting. Are you alright here?” 

She nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for being so patient with me.” 

He kissed her again. “I’ll see you tonight.” 

“See you later, Ron,” she returned. 

With that, he left. Juliet started trying to condense the lead again, still feeling like it was too long. There had to be a better summary. But it was a lot to try and fit into one sentence, so she resigned herself to making it more than one line. She hadn’t chosen a headline yet, either, but she usually liked to write the article first. That way she could pick out the singular most newsworthy part and headline with that. As she organized further, the phone rang. 

“Hello?” she answered. 

“Juliet, it’s Lottie.” 

“Hey, Lottie, how are you?” Juliet asked. 

“Fine, same as usual,” Lottie returned. “Otis just rang and told me about the trial. I hope you’re hard at work.” 

“Absolutely,” Juliet assured her. “I’ve nearly got the lead down. I’ve just got to get the facts organized. I’m thinking of doing a follow up story about the shortcomings of Operation Pied Piper, since Cooper’s little tidbit did prove to be true.” 

Sad as it was, Harvey Cooper was right. There was no process for vetting the families agreeing to take the children. The committee had been in such a hurry to evacuate, they had not even considered that some children could end up in more danger than they were at home in the cities. Juliet found the whole thing fascinating, and it could open up a conversation about war time protocol - be meticulous or swift? 

“I think that’ll be fine,” Lottie said. “But have you gotten any war news? I know I wasn’t enthusiastic about it initially, but you’re the only reporter I’ve got with the Airborne.” 

Juliet bit her lip. While the prospect of war news had originally driven her to accept the Peggy Lee story, she found herself conflicted about it now. Her relationship with Ron threw a wrench in it. 

“I think it’s a conflict of interest for me to cover the Airborne,” she said. 

She could practically hear Lottie’s eyes roll. “Oh, come on, Juliet, don’t be absurd.” 

“It isn’t right, Lottie!” Juliet insisted. “I’m in an intimate relationship with one of the soldiers, there’s no freeing me from bias there.” 

“You could use it to your advantage,” Lottie said. “Obviously, you can’t use him as a source, but couldn’t he lead you to the right person?” 

“I can’t ask that of him,” Juliet said. “I don’t want him to get the wrong idea.” 

“What wrong idea?” 

It was something Juliet had already put a lot of thought into. As badly as she wanted to cover the war - and it did seem like things were ramping up even more in Aldbourne - she was hesitant. She had actually considered asking Ron for a source and then immediately hated herself for it. She would not use her relationship to get ahead in her job. She couldn’t. It just wasn’t right, simple as that.

“That I’m using him,” Juliet explained. “If I ask him to get me a source, he might worry that it’s the reason I entered the relationship, and that’s not the case.” 

Lottie sighed. “So, you just want to give up on covering the war?” 

“I didn’t say that,” Juliet returned. “I’d be happy to cover something else once I get back to London, but-”

“Forget it,” Lottie cut across her. “Just focus on the trial for now and then Pied Piper, if that’s what you want.” 

“Lottie -” 

“Good afternoon, Juliet,” Lottie said harshly, hanging up before Juliet could protest any further. 

She sighed, hanging up as well, and sitting back in her chair. She had a feeling the conversation wasn’t quite over, but she’d hear more about it on her next trip home. For now, she wanted to focus on what happened at the trial. The sentencing would be in another few weeks, so she needed to get this done. 

***

Ron was right of course. The article was published and the London Pursuit sold the most copies it had in years. It surprised Juliet a little, but perhaps people were tired of war news and what better than a dramatic murder trial for a change of pace? It was morbid, sure, but Juliet knew she’d handled it as well as she could. 

Lottie called, absolutely elated by the circulation numbers. And honestly, Juliet was thrilled too. She found Ron later that day and leapt into his arms as a display of her unmitigated excitement. She’d done it, and done it well! It was cause for celebration. So they went to London for the weekend - staying with Nancy of course, since she would have had a fit at missing an opportunity to see Ron - and they went to a nice dinner, champagne and everything. Juliet could hardly believe her luck. Everything was going so perfectly. 

And that night, as they lay together in the afterglow, she looked at his face and knew she loved him. The kind of love she read about in books and poetry. The kind that crooners sang about on the radio. She’d found it. It was scary enough to admit to herself, but she determined that she would - one day soon if the opportunity presented itself - admit it to him. 

He caught her gazing at him. 

“What is it?” he asked. 

“Nothing,” she replied. “I’m just happy you’re mine.” 

***

The sentencing hearing was not as interesting as the trial itself, but Juliet was relieved to report that Meredith Fisher was going to prison for life. There would be no chance for parole, either. So justice was served. 

However, Juliet couldn’t help but notice the look on Mr. Lee’s face. Mrs. Lee had not come for the sentencing, so it was just father. When the judge announced Meredith’s fate, Mr. Lee only closed his eyes and let out a long breath. He nodded, put a hand over his heart, and inhaled again. A single tear rolled down his cheek. It made Juliet look away so that he could have that moment for himself. To take in whatever feelings came to him. To remember Peggy and take some solace in that her killer was going away. 

“I thought I’d be happier,” Juliet told Ron as they prepared for bed that night back at the Blue Boar. “But it still just feels...rotten.” 

“Nothing can bring the girl back,” he said matter-of-factly. 

“I know,” she replied. “But I just....I suppose you’re right. What else could anyone have hoped for in this situation?” 

“Right,” he agreed. 

“I’m also grateful we didn’t have to hear that lawyer make that ridiculous argument in a courtroom,” she said. “I don’t think I could bear the looks on the parents’ faces at that.”  

“That would have been awful,” he said. 

“Even so, it feels rather anticlimactic,” she said. “Especially for the prosecution who spent months putting everything together.”

“They still got the result they wanted,” he pointed out. “So what does it matter?  

She shrugged at that. She still felt unsatisfied, as if there was something more to be done. Even though logically, she knew there wasn’t. She would write an update for the paper, and that would really be the end of it. That was when it hit her. What was really upsetting her was that now that this was over, there was no more reason for her to be in Aldbourne. Especially now that she didn’t want to cover the Airborne. It meant that she would go home to London, in turn reducing her time with Ron significantly. And that was a dreadful thought. 

***

“What do you mean you aren’t coming back to London?” Lottie cried through the phone. “What about the Pied Piper story?”

“I reckon it can wait,” Juliet said, entirely unconvincing, but she hoped Lottie was buying it. Her reasons for remaining in Aldbourne had nothing to do with her job and everything to do with the man she was in love with. “And maybe with some time, I can find my own sources on war news.” 

Lottie remained silent for several minutes. “So, you’ve just changed your mind all of a sudden about covering the Airborne?” 

“Not completely,” Juliet lied. “I...I’m just not sure I’m quite finished here. And what if there’s something else about the Peggy Lee story that comes up? I could -” 

“Give it a rest, Juliet,” Lottie groaned. “I know you want to stay for your boyfriend.”

“That’s not -” 

Lottie cut across her protests. “Please do not insult my intelligence by suggesting otherwise. You want to be near him.” 

“You don’t sound quite as sympathetic as I hoped,” Juliet said, giving in. 

“You have a life in London, Juliet!” Lottie reminded her harshly. “You have a job to do, your mother is here, and you want to put everything on hold for some man?” 

“He’s not just some man!” Juliet argued indignantly. “He’s...different from any man I’ve ever known. And what we have means more to me than anything I’ve ever known.” 

She glanced down at the necklace that sparkled against her skin. A constant reminder of how much she meant to him as well. 

“Oh, come off of your cloud, will you?” Lottie snapped. 

“Lottie,” Juliet said seriously. “The whole time I was with Arthur, did you ever know me to put him before work? Or my family?”

“No, so why is this Ron fellow -”

“Because it is different,” Juliet emphasized. “This is it, Lottie. He’s the one.” 

That seemed to stump her. “Has he...proposed?”

“No, he hasn’t,” Juliet said. “I don’t even care if he does.”

Lottie scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous, you can’t just carry on living in sin.” 

Juliet rolled her eyes. “Could you please pay attention to what's important here? There’s a man in my life who I genuinely see a happy future with and I just...I want to focus on that. Is that so wrong?” 

“I suppose not,” Lottie sighed, and Juliet inwardly celebrated a moment of victory. “But I can’t pay you if you aren’t working. At least be making the proper phone calls to follow this Pied Piper story. Conduct interviews of other families there who have taken in children from the cities. Part of the story is there if you know where to look.” 

“No problem,” Juliet said. “You’ll be glad to know I’ve already begun. I’ve got an interview with the Barnes family next week, who are housing a little girl. I’ll ask them about how the process went for them.” 

“Perfect,” Lottie said. She paused for a beat. “And, Juliet?”

“Yes?” 

“I really am happy for you.” 

Juliet smiled softly. “Thank you, Lottie.” 

***

Spring fully thawed the winter out by the time April arrived. Aldbourne was rather charming in bloom. But Juliet wasn’t sure if it was the flowers or that she was in love. She found herself humming a lot more than she used to - these days she didn’t even need food to start a merry tune in the back of her throat. She had more energy, despite spending rather long nights in Ron’s arms. And she found her enthusiasm for work - even though her priority shifted - a great deal easier to come by as well. 

The interview with the Barnes family went splendidly. They were also housing a couple of lieutenants from the Airborne, though they were not in Ron’s company. Juliet only exchanged brief greetings with them, as they were heading to work just as she was entering the house. She nearly melted at the connection they had formed with the girl - Ann - which was clear in their goodbyes to her for the day. She seemed particularly close to the tall redhead. 

Juliet told Ron about it that evening over drinks. 

“Yeah, that’s Winters and Welsh,” he told her. “Good officers.” 

“Do they spend much time here?” she wondered, indicating the Blue Boar.  

“Welsh does, but Winters doesn’t drink,” he said. “He spends most nights there with the family.” 

“I can tell,” she said. “I mean, it was seriously precious. She hugged his knees and he patted her on the head and I think I fell a little bit in love with him for a moment.” 

He scoffed. “Good luck, I think he has a girlfriend.” 

“Has he?” she questioned. 

“Yeah, the nurse,” he said. “She works for the regiment.” 

“You lot have your own nurse?” 

“She’s got some connection to Colonel Sink,” he said with a shrug. “I’ve never actually met her.” 

“And what about the other chap?” she asked. “Welsh?” 

“He’s engaged,” he told her. “Her name’s Kitty.” 

“You know that but not the name of the nurse?” she questioned. 

“I only know because Harry never shuts up about her,” he said. “The whole regiment knows at this point. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Krauts knew.” 

She giggled. “I think that’s sweet.” 

“It’s obnoxious.” 

“You mean, you don’t brag about me to the whole regiment?” she teased. “Romance is dead.”

“Sorry for your loss,” he retorted as he took a swig of his drink. 

“Not as sorry as I am,” she returned. “Now I’ll have to spend God knows how many hours in mourning.” 

“At least you look good in black,” he said. 

“My saving grace,” she agreed with a smile. She paused for a beat. “Seriously, you don’t talk about me at all?” 

“I do if you come up,” he told her.

“And what do you say?” she wondered.

“Whatever’s relevant,” he said. 

She rolled her eyes. “You’re impossible.” 

“I prefer not to broadcast my personal life,” he said. “All they need to know is that you’re mine.” 

She smiled as she leaned over to kiss his cheek. “That’s true.” 

***

April was drawing to a close. Juliet stood in her room, preparing to go and interview another Aldbourne family about their process in fostering a child from London. These interviews were restoring the bit of faith she’d lost in covering Peggy’s story because most of the families were very kind, and doted on the children. They were proud of doing what they could to ensure the future of England. And the children were mostly happy. What happened to Peggy was a tragedy and an outlier. 

She was just getting ready to leave when Ron entered her room. A grim shadow of doubt on his features made her smile disappear as fast as it had come. Something was wrong. He definitely had bad news. 

“We’re moving out,” he told her. 

She had expected this at some point, but she still blinked in surprise. Her shoulders drooped as the reality of it percolated through her.  

“Oh,” she said. “Well...when?” 

He hesitated. “This is off the record -” 

She scowled at him, momentarily offended that he felt the need to clarify. 

“Everything between us is protected, Ron,” she said sharply. “You and I are always off the record unless stated otherwise.” 

“Sorry,” he said quickly, picking up on her tone. “I know that, I just -” 

“When?” she demanded again.

“End of May,” he said. “I don’t know when we’ll be back.” 

The if hung in the air, but remained unsaid. This was it. The moment she had been dreading since she met him. Well, maybe not that long, but since they had started getting to know each other there in Aldbourne. The war was taking him from her, like it took everything. 

“I see…” she trailed off, her annoyance easing up. That was sooner than she had hoped and she didn’t want to waste any precious time being angry at him. “Um...where - wait, I can’t ask you that.” She bit her lip. “When - oh, no, you’ve just told me, that’s right -” 

“Juliet.”

“Yes?”

“Wait for me.” 

Once again, Ron failed to disappoint her. Despite all the reassurance, she worried that when they shipped out, he would take the opportunity to break it off with her. Instead, he was asking - in his way - for a commitment from her. She held his gaze for a long moment, waiting for him to say more. But he didn’t. 

“You really want to stay together?” she asked. 

“Yes,” he said assuredly. 

“Oh, thank God,” she sighed, and she threw herself into his arms for a kiss. 

He returned the kiss with enthusiasm, his lips fiery and desperate against hers. As if he were leaving the following morning instead of a couple of weeks. But Juliet wanted the intensity. She wanted to savor every touch, every kiss, every moment she had before he was gone. She also wanted to let him know that she absolutely would wait for him. She would do anything he asked of her. She just wanted him. Forever, if possible. And if the war robbed her of that, she would at least have the memories of kisses like these. Of nights in his arms. Of his unwavering dedication to her. 

***

The arrangements were made for Juliet to return to London once Ron and the rest of the Airborne were off. On his final morning in Aldbourne, they of course made love again, only it was the after that they relished even more. Juliet etched into her brain the feeling of his embrace, the warmth of his skin, the sound of his voice. She wished desperately that she could freeze time and hold onto him for just a little longer. She had found something so wonderful and now it was being dragged away from her. 

“Jules,” he said, voice low as if there might be someone listening on the other side of the door. 

“Yeah?” 

“We’re going to France,” he said. 

She blinked and adjusted her position so she could look him in the face. “France?”

He nodded. “I wanted you to know.” 

She couldn’t explain why that felt more intimate than anything they had just done in her bed. 

“Why tell me now?” she asked, curious. 

He swallowed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, but his arm gave her shoulders a squeeze. 

“Trust,” he said. 

She pressed her lips tenderly to his chest to let him know how much she appreciated his trust. There was no longer a need to specify on or off the record. His statements were privileged. Anything he told her would remain between them. 

For a fleeting moment, she considered telling him right then that she loved him. Because if he was going to France, there was a chance he would never come back. And shouldn’t he know just in case? But her heart told her to play it safe. If she didn’t tell him now, perhaps whatever power there was would protect him enough so that she could say it later. If there were still things left to be said, hopefully that would keep him alive. 

There were no guarantees, of course. All they had was each other and their promise.

That afternoon, the trucks began rumbling out of Aldbourne. Juliet walked Ron as far as she was allowed. Her chest felt tight as the impending goodbye hung in the air. She hated this. It was too painful. How could it be that the very war that brought them together would also be the reason for their parting? What was fair about that? Nothing, that’s what. 

A kiss from Ron drew her out of her thoughts. He held her firmly against him, almost as if he were afraid she would disappear right out of his grasp. When they parted, they were both breathless. 

“Be careful,” she said. 

His eyes searched hers. “You too.” 

Her brain was practically screaming at her to tell him now just what she felt. But she was too afraid. Too afraid it would doom him. Too afraid he wouldn’t say it back. Or even worse, say it only because of the passionate nature of the moment. It had to be when they weren’t so desperate. When they really meant it because whatever was coming was not a threat. 

“I’ll write,” she told him. 

“I’ll respond when I can,” he returned. 

She nodded. Her throat was dry and thick. The lack of tears in her eyes surprised her. How could she not be crying when she could feel her heart breaking so badly? She kissed him again. Just to prolong the last moment where he was only hers. 

“Stay safe,” she told him. 

He nodded. 

With one last kiss, they said goodbye without saying it. Juliet went to the train station and headed home to London. And Ron went to war.