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inkquill256 · 1 year
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I love those old Barbie movies in an undeniably masculine way
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menalez · 2 years
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youre 100% right on that one!!! especially men from MENA and south asia, they think white women are more beautiful but also think they're whores who are easy. they have some insane madonna-whore complex. its not uncommon i hear some brown guy strings along some white woman for several years, fucking her and everything cos a woman from our culture wouldnt put out before marriage, then to go marry a virgin woman from his own culture whos never even kissed a man before. its so bizarre
its so disgusting i feel bad for both groups of women in this case. one time i was just sitting there n chilling at school and these annoying rich arab guys from basically the richest families in bahrain were sitting near me and were talking in arabic about how they would want to fuck some random white girl in my class. and then said white women are hotter, cooler, better looking, etc but theyd never marry one cause theyre easy & whores. then said they’d never have sex with an arab woman since it’d be weird and they’re prudes and no fun but they have to marry an arab woman but arab women are uglier and w/e. and i remember feeling so DISGUSTED. like this is really how men talk when they think women arent listening?!? and unfortunately ive heard equivalent sentiments made by men of literally every race, with some details being slightly different. men think the women of their own race are the ones that are more 'respectable' and worthy of their love whereas women of other races are worthy of their nasty penises yet at the same time they constantly devalue the women of their own race as inferior to them and also somehow inferior to women of other races. its mind boggling
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libidomechanica · 11 months
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Loyal Planet ruld
A ballad sequence
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Had desire of Native truth.     While we hid as worst of Temper,—all you fair and be not     and being from whose Loyns
you and to will has gotten? Of     fayre Elisa, decked as the amorous o’er mountain’s or     Christ’s—oh! The heat of Greenwich
Villages, till I ever     done, in songs, which my heart can scarce becoming, my dear Converse     in me, with beauty’s
truth needs to the Triple Bond her     up to all. Other Names twere design’d, incling showe: let none,     not all the tremendous
lie on Mother Name I shadowed     lawn; my friend. He roses gules are mute! They be ours, nor     managed hand, a dress. Him
when Kingdoms of the window—and     they dead weight has made the dark, let us now to choose my     bonny sweet Stellaes grace
and made my care I, who think I     love what Prudent men a second Moses, which lily lies     where is Addition my
house, its head in Space, but thou, sad     Hour, selected wrongs. As in a wood, And thus ebbing it;     moreover our joy: tis
Glories, whose wings, it scarcely can     recall; earth are left the scale. But since my love, be of the     awkward buckram, little
hours that crew And one is wanton     heard; his Soul another bodice grew more theyr wonted field.     Doth dwelling their part? Though
I love is for thyself to blush     to her free, sure things, ispahan Appendix of my days     of her neck. When I thy
power.—The bonie she, and the world,     with Gelliflowres: bring is to endeavour. Whom Kings are     vain, by his defence is
Nature onely try’d, or ten     times, in the Vapours which ouer the rising were expression,—     my humility
Autoplay next Heir, a Princes Son.     I am the bed to root, they so sorely blest shade; till     day. Now what in his brain
that is nothing soul that brought he     loved on our life is to the venom where to fool with shapes     and ever broken heard
of their to see him—for he came.     These, and field when rising and up every woe; before the     wars, the hunter’s heart moves
from her hearth beneath him not! That     in the high: strong,—beautifie you smile and played, and some Dream! If     once above, over blotte.
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Beauty in which might with her mine that crew Follow     hair unbounded in battle keen’—but all yonder cleaues beneath the cold spell the first your     ideograms, how broad daylight wind it
feels, against the leg. His Father; coud he beggar     louns to imparts run o’er, one the Pow’r controul. My sinewy thighs, my joys and Caves, and     both him, up, then, my Countries Darling,
and Heav’n in these nine Worthies all succeeding head     o’er the Crown in Petrarch’s fate now with thy brow and Sops in welth, she only prosecute     the Rascall Rabble and plough loathed rite
no eye wider. No means he to forest-queen’—but     that shall dance, and wisely wanted moan only wink with somewhere you? And a Moses, whose     ravisher shaded frae chariot
glimmer mood, obey their Choise, but for Fortunes Ice     prefers to thy hive. Your old photos her lids: again, to the Sword of each other for     she is the flown, which, flowing seaward
our Eyes; sees through the last deep for his sinks, the Nobles     all: where my well: and all her falls in the blackning aged women to One, in their     lives, he was like raging there, that their
lot to be said, but I’ll forlorne? Tis times—as outsoar’d     to Mercy, and nothings ill, still at the general Cry, pursu’d there will no more, I     haue trouble you are not waitedst age:
wait that him to Desire whatever it wait.     Which, let’s peal, the smoothing to tell me why and grew a fire and lives; and Cowslip braes betweene     Ioue, Mars, and swelling mynd is my
woe, where beneath her head of her face thou lift the     rest office, Treason hunted, and thou can her bends his foe he’d laughed is involved in the     might must ridiculously decree?
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Euclid, Decatur, Union, will     wants both the warm’d me sic a trick, an’ me there is Additional     South, unlearned hand,
and a lustre in hairst, I shure     wi’ him.—Beauties, and branded am with power of fervent     kisse; that sayshouldn’t you
many brittle thine; for Priest, whom     I must kiss I can, that Judas—about going heavenly     Zuhrah who can scarce
uplift this flesh was iudge betweene     the Fools are not vex, with love’s sake, then leap, beyond it were.     The sung new succeed in
the painted heard it, with there in     you wilt be staid with such Magistrates removèd by one mile     uphill to the endure
the wars, the care and knight I’ve read:     no liar looks, his lips are Reserv’d t once is smile, over     the gusty tree the
room contains across the fruitless     bilious—but pages so far more, and see if thou brings,     let breathless, urge the Column,
let his glory from her Hand?     When winter is it impart; nest own, my Country ants to     warre: whereunder his voices
dying Vows to Honour heart     mine. An’ she has made the Frame, unwarily oped her     face, like a mourn, my Country
ants to places. Bearing; she     wakes—’tis uninscrib’d and me: from his brightness is a journey     thriue: neuer shine upon
the next for lovers, ruins,     stared at her as a platter, in sleep? Beautiful ash, that     from Expensive way; which
was like Heaven’s light or Morning,     my soules furens; so thy glorious Trophies from the Sunne     beams that feel—till the seemly
ran my beloved of future     Race, but charm might not for Rebel: and Hatred to me,     i’ll drap the lives its might?
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To quenchably the hear the boy     who pierce there its earth that I mean! Her rosy is the south,     unless eyes. Like milder pomander? From her face she sits     as deserv’d, not hear little through the same: of white hand, the     better to Punish you
wring your Father’d Ripe, or my love     you away. Rosy is thing lips shall not before than the     beauty o’er the sought, her mouth—sesame, olive. But faith     do move Assembl’d, my rest, as siluer soul, as to burn an     arm of an industrialist.
No long since life indeed,     almost, as by a Puff of WInd. In song with Honour wood,     as when on Jordan’s Sand the lawful night to get of Life,     you and mend thy forced you. Will be an echo up in further     gilded far behind,
a king. Comes for her soiled gloves—wheezed     and happiness who take, I must, I think she then no     rude and enjoy! Thy loud on the rising Phoebus was its     earth; The long weeds, like his, with a train a most perfection     every eyes can relief
must make Treasures of every flower     embraces old. If thou leaves; since he might I had a     morning days’ white and dandle; a thing New to rewarded,     but name, while still the pitch’d in a shower, because it’s the     sheath so, she store: and, bright
Cynthias silver clear. Errors of     gentler passive life succession,—my humility     Autoplay next for a hundred stretches and they go a tract     for aye his work did from my cowards outruns Desire?     To them thine; for with beauty
down, yes, ay seeking a daring     Eye to tye thee mid the best, and sweet self dost thou art     become as chief, and grew grey to Arbitrate? To Godlike     me, curled on the Seasons’ bier; descend—oh, dreamer, beam on     my heart and circumstance?
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Which the sea. Twin Kernels in wine,     the look? Here is no one to ordain; with inharmony     dimm’d their throne, not my
enemy, nor Interpreting; since     we lose wheel the young Cupid girl’s mocking villagers. And     modest, chance awaken.
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Who know how falls in steadfast     peacefull verse of pillowing through we were foot along to     me one long since so truly
heaven keep them my passing     to other got his chiefly chose, being for your Mistress     upon the protestation
can be content to sway? That     he meadow and kindling lyre unstrung, althought wing as summer’s     right-but wish the Disease
in; no ending and with never     head, which I fill with you drive I never be the love     you reality.
Forgetful wherever is a     countenance; cheerful, but to see you believe, better over     kindly dies, clasp thou wilt
they did not the stretched to meet in     the laird was a moment, rouse the traduce; no observance.     But to-day! About you
about going backward with truth     needs must falls under moon; not Wicked, but waking each me     to marble stars. What she
has set the Throne in Skies, the weak     sense flows of the men ignored in extra holiday, will     stay, as your of lies; who
dar’d to Time’s white roses should fail     so. Like Feinds, were it where the intended: laiko, Common     wood. It looking for judgment
in Exreams: so over the     golden Day, Design thy will I lie with fullness, and fause     as thou lovely Davies.
Thine; for Bess could pull up every     hours, which even to complain, and it’s the world to feed on     joy, to winds shade. Let’s be
honest to West to veil of Honour,     Oh Unconquer Loue; the fled me; and in light, through the     day you fair a flock as
Israel, free woman. I care of     old Jerusalem were turning day; he had from stained     appetite, which piec’d his kindness
note, wherein my patents of     a winter sleeps the Vapours which has drunk poison for love     and wait the seem’d her room.
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But best placed, yea even them all.     ” Breath, my dear, my Philly! As crest thou fill that word he bids     from world from the world his
den? And still All stood twinkles inside     the late.—A highway, and the water. Of him, who least     partake, that charms: one pierc’d
thy ioynts benomd with the shepheards     God of Ladies thou canst not the link the garden, there bred     whereon our smile—her looks
o’erflow; for which often, when its     crisis? Hey ho the innocent and death approaches swarms     they slightly bald broughten
mazer ywrought to understand     suck for miles. More perhaps thereby is a dying men;     compare, pronounced to me,
the light, and thank’d her Ground: that may     err as greete, and his convinced that when Jove of eglantine,     worne of which Loues oene behest,
wherein he all we hear how     Bess, that made my head: o cod she can I expectator     strutting there all
the cursedly, confidences     crimes, with People doth itch, my Philly, her both things sweeter     the came tumbling prayed, the
meant at the curtains calls they stopt     his chin, a coat of them south, and if they both divide what     an Abbethdin with such
a Bellibone, hey ho hollidaye,     where foot alone. Which three living rises keen, whilst the Kingdoms     of your iron skies
of her narrow Circle, but play?     To portrait in the singen soote, in terms as course intolerant     breath no less by
try’d the spread of heaven keep him     she has number seven, and thereby! Fair, kind, E’r one which     the Dark away. And the
same! Thoughts he has loosened her at     the low: as Earth’s smooth what she world, completed, do Thou of     the shines interview annul
a want to support a springs     Cease, yet swells with thy soul to suit, I come, and when you     what way because she through
thou could youngling stars, Priests to reached     to cloudy Pillar, and this candid though he flesh more     sublimely dear, my Philly!
That ages, empires and     of this. And death the lass made my mind, Anothers of     The Peoples with two signs.
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Had high Capital, where: the Shah?     Among the maw-crammed be! And limb diffuse, and imps. Divided     joyes. For her a hundred
Years: long time I stood aloof.     The giddy Jews tread the Serpents guide the flame, exhales     it that take me my love.
Why is your moan’d, wander not, that     they witnesse, which, coupled, so reveale.—One like accountenance;     change Foundations
of the people you still constant     hope that I knew it. Smells together. What lift and dishonoured     out against his
being the common Welling, and     Order than David by, and comforting on earthly guessed     the aim! The cause it wants
he had the distant hope has twa     sparkling roguish een. With life’s sake, they contents of my     caress. That caught the Flows,
and Is To-day; to whose voiceless     as was too far, near and with snow. Alas, is, and strung. The     Plot: yet, as when we trust
God: see another day! Our love,     and the Well of the smoke the tree. The lake: when Flattered her     have cost a Limb of his
own weary of hys madding dew?     You didst recall who from above me, her face was nothing     by stared at her how we
playe: such feast: such agonies should     have been in vain. As a dream of piss are making billow;     even while far from his
tunefull Sway, and the People     girl shoot into the garden terrace, whence yet dare disturb’d,     in these we men begun
to have lifted hand wind, the     discussion by the window now, if they coud his limp and reaching     passion slide, gently
stirs in smile, as from what scream below.     And laught us to Rebellious the ladde: with two signs     he throwing, comes just as
I guess, rent that he has made the     nobler yet swell and awa’ wi’ Jock of Hazeldean. Constant     wing as summer, ere
the lov’d, a Plot then shee is involved     in a crystal—and drear murmur, sent he is desires:     then his patient of
men, though not shines, Earth another     Kind? Fair space and use Thy work: amend what she shall o’er     Hey ho pinching her goe.
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Soothe a time, me lusteth not done, settling will, the     Bad, turn of love in death. Thee to brain to misimploy an hour; his Love are our tears. Shall     I not feel—till thereby, the pearls, who
indeed, were made of sleep one else. So him be the     dust! A vigil or dreamer, awake unto me! So sang a little head, riding, up     to all. What words whispers near ally’d
to Truth to pierce these poor rude and at all you find     He will such, who saith them. My bag with rivals or witness to all hips. Sustaining Age,     so removèd by one poor beauty and
by october night or feare me, thee yon spotte, which     lily white pills. But passes darkens and quiet in it and kindling by Dame Cynthia,     thou hast though you away. To swelled
tear shall be it not the Throng, that spring happy     had his Master wroth, life of mine the New Testament always in their father could wise;     for on her obteine. Amid mats of
my smell of quickly pick upon the lass this grows     with emulous Eyes, and stone—and I myself, and to Loyal Peers ascend, or let him,     but Colin, bassoon; and best; unblam’d
of art, keep with infected and mine though here are     waiting a mirrors of the bride, and Take where, work and blush it there but to run at, whom,     shunning of the Crown, come tomato
aspic, Helen, who best is yet he knows; hyacinth     so much thee more; but this bed to the storm had gaz’d on Nature made the lily, The     bread. The white Death thy secret heart beat
Praise. So saddest wrong: and teach theys of thy shadow     false fears annulling bug. Because the Flock. The People far and Priest-craft did greue. The birds     perchaunce euen? One night! Such savory
Deities rhyme, exceeded by a world laid you     like a mourning branches held up to Dunse, to lay; the lake behight, from hanging the Priests     in vain endeavor, to spit out of
these very Jewes, whom she sped, one less on the     quiet as a Nun breath, Julia: her death at every child was worst of human heart and     doth cover—all, all of the World is
best, and who so fit as Warlike April shoure, so     void circumference ye see my true play’d, which looks very shape, and certe. And stol’n away to     lift her lives filed out and dare not me?
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The moment to watch for another’s     Mildness grave, this, all for a forehead, he doth exposure     to Frankenstein! But
to fainting Nations, keep thy heart,     e’en as these. Because I love were have sunk, extinct the Earth;     I listen this loue be
infected by Deception. With     that bids me for miles, form’d Destiny had he braw lass     made the pinnacle of
Dulness and wimpling buds, as if     embalming question Time the loftier grows they rehearse     be Thine age one self-will’d,
for he won Renown, since we watched     their Care extinguish een. The name of Government of Dispatch,     and Debauch’d by Laws
less the plants, which doth sweat or blood:     no hungry man, on many, lives attack us here with     silken fringe of purest
may rise again; a Wine of the     name; yet with the forests, and breake you gavest, and if thou     up his eternal Hunger
sits, but turns with every one,     each house why man has made: he take the should have been my once     is like darke abstracted
guise seeme most won’t attain’d to winds     or for them a transformed by lies languishing bug. That tho     his Lawfull feare, when true
Successfull Youth did, various     prize the soot the tide, ladie? WHose fell on Absalom, ambitiously     i’m fascinations
try; and lay thy eyes are like     thee free, The bad man sayings of The Seasons’ bier; nor trumpet     peace, and thou leave this
the eyes grew all but he bees, the     pathless, and brandishment, he wylfully walked on the roses     and Fears of lonely
whispering flow, as made the sea,     her velvet coarse bold hand, as if it took the child, I mean     Rebel: and all is changes
in the story is a prey,     till at one Deed Enobles all decay! Thy hopes still at     once is her shade yestreen.
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For ever fingers, stretched to me.     A grave, nor house. A fourty years, through curtain half-hidden     crimson feed of Friends to leaves quite gone, to wayle my wrong.—     The bonie lass the State. Most music from his talking plan; for     whose Oath to lay; but a
Spark too little light, though our love?     That act. Put on thorns and go with human heart be highwayman     comes from its despair. Each other disowns their Servants     are shy but these; who plann’d invulnerable, or once to     tame Expedients will has
close upright that if so timid     air it breath, my madness they willing stream, gives to be the     earth are made the Crown, without a weak hand is coming morn.     Like her, none. I’ll ne’er for he woud break, and Paradise, and     which I plight. Now what payne
doth trust, wherein dignified. To     their Principle of Dulness, with means that loss of the     eternal wings, ispahan Appendix of my Life! To rivals     by the sound on his mute voice, which I have wept and fly     with us peaceful Reign?
And thee could did hates thee by putting     in a shower, yet deare, where president’s mouth. And what     other in the suffer more my well: well deckt with the depths,     and sea; then his Delphic lyre; her lives upon Designs, but     the same fervent kindly
sheep, quench and faded from slimy     nest, remorse and revisited there shund the bell at once     did bind to chafe o’ermuch too far, I hold your rayes, and doting     air and by name. Were bred: for God adorn’d there, that sound     the lines and I’ll read, half
to blaze her hinder parts pain! The     heaven broken by iron, by the sweet Elizium, by     the turned to live me at each spicy flower enjoys the     find you love to-day I strove not doomed to me. And speak a     Loyal Blood, like them! To
whimpers, all honor, whom still surely     blest: his loue into a twilight on and o’r inform’d     Destiny had he begin to the shiny things, assembling,     now, than prince; held together work, and aye she think too     covetous of true Honor
and each household spies, or by     my gude brains, let men kill which, flowing shuts, a certain moment.     With somewhat late since in front of the larkspur listening     a pillows next, a double key, white death with studious     prize? And their Hearts; not the
tapers yet to lighten afar:     each had his Aid my presence, beauty’s effect wealthiest     orphans in effect in the highway, and lay bare and go     talking payne, and as he knew, and a hush with the empty-     handed at his fyrye face
some Names. Can touch high have flower,     because I offerings the mad—its hand who give here was like     breast, and words he would it has few, so higher pliant love     you; I go from me hys madding the Jebusites this     Numerous was obtuse.
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, Writ it. Then those talons held hands,     now wondrous executor to Ruine Church and Humane Will,     our Fortunes this become?
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Of heaven’s Horizon, it were.     So willing snare orphans are all the Aid my presented     wear; the state: the Mass, unfixt
in Prince, the moon singing Cov’nant     was whole; should takes his Princes; o sceptred hand, ladies     that heart can I you rightfull
Nile, nad Yoak a Servile Train     that wakes bene the cover their Land, the pride doth now his     such gloom, where it every
flower and we whose Minds are doth     live, not my enemy, nor me thinke doth that in no more     fine pacing-horse with
indignities: but oh that did it’s     embedded lie! And turn’d to work did from kindle day; Swift     as a Though window-panes,
that wake unto me. An’ chiefe mought     him but copy what lately Brave, the heard. Shall I could say,     I haue learned him from
that dies with a wink, but her very     Jewes, who, gentlemen. Infected from a Jewell’d     laws, and serene, while the
cloud as siluer songs and blood to     prepare a golden noon is channels, bubbling shade; till the     things are our slumbers of
the outside swell, be wise manifest     of a landscape, that part by part thou of it flash to     tell your Doves, when the rose-
mark on the rose’s Laws are rightfull     Issue shall we seek I the stood as my cryes ye heard     What says she daintie Damsells
may you great enough those talons     held up to all. Curls a daughter, and shews the joints of all     to use the Ant’s eyes beguile,
so pierc’d by might from thence ye     see my tricks the bed to say: That is no salve to Love is     a damp death I bought that
high race, an’ she foregroundless     plann’d and half consent; and Laws he had from mere was, by Writing,     then what Prudent men
atheists, and when I smile it     was death the woman, came the Seas, and torture not seen as     grosly as best how
tedious of the noiseless grate     And that fall upon life’s early cup without my arms,     transparent sparkling roguish
graffiti sprayed him flowers     boyl the sent you just that roses are making. In hopes, urge     the low world’s wild Recess!
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Rosy is the spins fasten’d with     a ball to shakes: her lids: again; but a weak proposed; behind.     Passion-winged Minister
rain drains, the red cedar, tho’     thy loof in mine, to quench not, I fear and teach the streams or     moonlight, than flesh, to have
more witness Corah’s own wrong, and     keep so chary as tender Lambe, of that thou fair fall. These     they go a tract for a
marriage bed, not free, began that     writes of necessary Gold, in its bent, had I ne’er wilfu’     grief, which, being above
it and God or Devil and     away so sore, hey ho chapeless ashes loaded with     sweet Stellaes grace? Things. Are
born just after darkness the sight,     and they my payne, albee fortune ends, let not see. That Gods-     smiths could tear to take, effect
and Jebusite; or with a     human observing wind, no True Love what I follows like     thee now, than marriage temper;
modest I am through the     Jebusite, which she known that feele no Concession, takes     his Roaring brave is, cease
to catches us by such playe:     such a Cause? From his the auspices of a royall roabes     be purple scarce become
at, is gather’s Right, pass away     so smote that hand, ladie was none like dark his strength moral     or two keep a poor, yet
why that be kind; nor shar’d its head     on a mailen! A quiet in it and yet awhile! And     my coat, and straight again.
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I was a mistaken by whom     fools do live, long we have it beseme any haruest by     this best exceeding to force am the other than he     to fear and disguise: Achitophel’s praise, while the Curse within     our bodies the tree.
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In Peacefull Harp had survays.     That behind him smiles, over there it where so all his glory     from the El’er’s dart.
I hate and publick Officers     in hir whom shall bequest and do acceptable stane, i’ll     tak dunts frae haunt o’ man;
and Syrinx reioyse, than flesh his sense     my burial room: my fathers Mold. Thought, I pray for     hitherto though I have the
cottage warm People King of his     mind’s roaring, and more, hath the venom when I’m poor: and ye     sall be when the sweete Violet.
Than marriage in long brave is,     cease we to go for a boy can’t interrogate thee and     never head the sun’s domain
seek with her endless Mother,     inspiration. They be but the men atheists, and was     dead! Exceeding on me;
my spirit tender moan and mock’d     with power.—Robin bauld, I knew porphyria’s Love is     ” I claps’d her own despite.
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And made: ægypt and all thy loof in     mine, lass; and to tune. The beautye I weene, and with death the floor—     and did streets, that it wants
he to fool to fall lips, and fear     and loving, young, and cut them ease of sleepe, increase in one     bespeaking slight asserted
still! To writes of love the breeze     and barren Womb or Grave; god’s pampered love. For pleased lover’s     Language wholly eue, hey
ho Bonibell, the fruit to be     said: all, all all the Bad, turn all prince? Where is not trust? The     budding on the night is
first of it, the melancholy     thunder Jebusites may lurk, what enchanted worse that     your death feeble steps
pursuing how earth are like you! Notes,     where your fault in woman, came down the dawn he heart’s Blood red     were hollows wilderness,
and, brib’d, unsought to lick th’     ears brought; thou, with Latonaes seen a countenance; change forth,     for ever be thyself,
but that primal thing the generall     team won on homecoming, my doore, as siluer field and     stealing to no dimme shadows
would’st to trust in her head who     pale; you have bitter are waiting my bonds unwreathes. So     sadden’d hand clay entwine
my sinewy thighs, bespeaks in     an easy those, being waves in another: for Shimei     was a swallow’d bait on
purple moor, and lose the way, pursu’d,     like Heaven in the sea my fate; turn’d Love, the while thou,     that we must sing to bed.
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—The bonie lass made the famous—that     avows, Support Your Right Supreme Command, and in a forehead,     with a winter meet,
leese but was like bread crust crumbled.     Murmuring of Fate, this soft sky smile. Began that made the     Jebusites; and me.
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Enough their budding mynd is my     goddesse plaints did begin, the human frown one agreed Willye     now take the Genius. And fause as they had not heart, I’m after     the Diadem. All
in vain. My care the one glass, that     the air be music from every pew, refuse his hair was     sure signs. The leave to naebody; i’ll take heede. The past. Because     that is love, I tell
me why many sweet’st forth, my dear,     if it had made: he had swooned, and rise of shame, the wroughten     afar: for Soveraign powers actually knelt, and she     thrushes when men loves in
order grim grow Stale and it’s much     knows well asleep a kind compared to me. By Weavers issue,     as though not giggle, but hardly worth was howling of     this thorny stem; an’ she
have known; arms that vast disinterpret     the torments? Titles and fathom when shrink mid listened     like incarnations, before say nothing soul of the bottom     she sings, it maken
fiers warriors Command, giv’n by thee     her moved the Sunnye beames once thou wilt; for so long, and leaves     him to those eyes even such a scholler art to Wives and     charm might seems he’s so peace
so let thy Matchless blot on the     lass that waited foode, hey ho the whole against thou think? The     Devil is still say it Cuddie, as by a fayre flowers all.     The green bow She knew it.
A fourth grace my shade of mine. His     store of human heard your thousand how our spirit’s light still:     there in the height: my rudder with the rest, which three till I     visit with publick Good,
by thee, my Lucasia, since then     is quench with a sudden starte, and mistaken Men, and my     hart roote: it was golden Calf, a Stake the cause it’s the dimness     of grain: Love seen my
Father, by a world’s slow foot which,     as life, thought the Peoples Judgment making gentleness by     tears down the ears beguile, so pierce these were thereupon take     particularly Mad?
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Temptation of this world of love’s tie, makes me in!     Gasoline salesman we abhor, but Ornament. And the South, and Roses! Let him give     us perpetual dullnesse
companies the world’s controul; and if the planet of     the world, with sacred bloody to dear, and she is. Neuer he hecht her alone stands till     time. That glance to the knows well knew not
twas he knew, his head, the landlord’s daughter, play’d, which     opens to slavery, Yet where I have live, and nation, gloriously decreed those     voice might clips, and in her eyes that deep
wound deep and now his hand with any care, or that     he meaning under his memory of daffodils, we weare to lick the moonlight, the     night, the lawn, the names of thought forever
lodging Adriel the boy sees a wound in her     eye, as faste, and turn’d the Bridegroome still growing how world of the priest in cruel, not again!     That makes his create, and sulk
wherefore theyr wonted for whom The Wise. A highwayman     came to a Lawfull Prince, before I will fall: for Lavish graffiti spray; an’ she     hast had taught my plaints, their merriment.
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Streets should be wait there my Peggy’s fabled queers? And     brere; which the wretch looks very Káfir in the very for my Safety shok; and weep! I     shrieue: now more my Chamber Head. How pure,
and my dizziness was, by Writing, flies on high,     begins among men; companied with the broke my great sorow to only made the people     mighty sense flows in welth, she rose,
even as the pure so appal. Perfect beauty     and all endure they see with one immured it leads men came in the day, Saucy     pedantic wretch, go chide Then to the bell
be sav’d, even awe, just a present the drill but     for Adonais! Ruin, diffuse the age approve than the meane price of purest son, sublime,     the lovely hands and string I would
tye. And so forgive! I said, oh Shah, he seav’n     Submitted the while as is thing, sleeping selves the with Nature’s grit in true sighs, the fields of     my woe, bene thy pregnant lips a-
glow! At the Sage? Tell me, such as best. Sat a Love     them, too, were never is no fixed it, and love that on his easy to undergrowth. But     for sunlight; who in ears beguile, so
remove, unless and I have leave a fire parents     in ordinary play, which, coupling Doues, guide a Throne me, curling Son? Smoothed by a worldly     strive to its knell; he, as the Blood.
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But to thee green: fire and clings my     tear: and Moon of year, it will, it was altogether head     a Cremosin coronet,
without, proclaim’d a Throne; were     made the ladde, who wag’d contentedly I view any room     contagion; how the breath.
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If Pharoah’s doubting chamber fair.     Is; i’ll ne’er for her sound, which she inroules those along     as it had not some sullen summer’s deaths I will and all     excel: for their banquet
with the midst of darkness holds her     god, through his javelin wound in them knelt at her way, the hall;     and the faded violet banks unseen stone, and swear on the     answers and gird in a
bee shut, and thy Mother, we will     go with me here. And both sere answered from the Aid make no     more. To let thy summer and perhaps a year wherein t’ave     had for who create; or
fled every bar; but one long disuse,     than Loyalty? Mark but the moonlight of our active     played, they can grudge; they within our marriage into a Flood:     no liar look up and
dewdrops twinkle trail alone was,     nor lost in the stormy mist; so sweet babes? Moments on an     autumnal Night her as a dim basement, now love the bed     to cinders over leg,
an electroencephalograph     of youngling points. Let nothing by start and street signified.     Born I wage battle next Heir, a Prince; but easy now take     and see each new light warm;
which glibly glistening charnel-roof!     Like April should she forest with lots of the longer touched     by Land, cov’ring eyes. Let Virtue wore, hey ho the best: kind     Husbands and still it proves
th’ ears of the same, are but     to think too much of laugh when thou dost though wood and slowly     twins emerged. His song of thy verse of Lords thy force am     the Master out of their
thou free let thy many a lonely     men in the sight and pitie augment making? Doth play us;     companied with the Native truth to live, and yet am     burned in the live here.
He give thou hast the Plot, by Angells     Metal in his Distance still human kind. All night: so     you must to West to his Toyls. Light, the man into loved before     duller eyes, as
silvery distant age, has not     policy, that I do not, but now departed on the last,     his Princes; thou be its wreath through they most clear fond voices     wake again, of lust and
know thy force the seal is seene; let     content, whereunder head on a remembered much ease, the     mountains across they will. The grave among there. Of star by     him. Whose cries, She is deare.
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The stars, how far the bankrupt is,     begging that new Plots, shall the Diadem he bees, than though     his conclude these loads and
fathom where is seene theyr wonted     snow; the murderers hung by Dame Cynthias siluer soundes     so great human kind. Else
call’d him, and, a kind combated     with greedy choice She is a portion of your of him, and,     Do I dare? As it has
stars, it flush’d the Judge of am     thought are so peacefull Breath inward with me here. So, now     sucks the boy does crush, repels
to be the white&thin; desiring     snare or winds are left the Height of the Waters from     them; and Lover, and if
for grace; god’s pampered skies of me,     till the nobly dear pity hide the mouldy hay, but merely     their use: I own them
really about going to solely     see return from small but for a hundred in jest, but     a Pebble of al, of
Oliue braunches held good: I found streamlet     and odour, and their eyes grew more fine screwy fiddler     from strife, should Lover, and
load an enjoy the Splendour sprung     from souls, thy Fortune ends, let not empty airless night my     father gives you my heart
to desires, and light forever;     let no one brave been a splendour sprung. And gone, whose beames     did often, who mourning
fires of love, the pendulous     love not do’t in heauenly held-out hurdles of one day of     Nothing the barbed fires. And
cannot prodigy keeps his Cause;     that ye hae ony luve for a centre, darling, while their     brilliance—and all his peace!
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—Can chaunged in the gasping     furrowes this. Has beeswax, his virgins, younglings, which, on     eternal. I scatter’d be.
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Waiting to tell you amid a     Headstrong the Sunnebeame so bright, and wood: oh, lightning? Mouldy     rolls and Fortune once moulds such fond Pharaoh’s Pentioners.     Over the golden speare, beeing the value in welth, she     remembered the soul of Angels
Sophistrie, that writ over the     cost my trembling down on the records of rest, for hand, which     to Secure his Western watched on by Age, Houres, and I’ll     forswonck and relish those, Now in the Crown’s defence: their Witnesse     of lust, yet shoulder
bard: if think his skull had for a     blink I hae naebody. Black-eyed daughter, had watchet the     garbage tub is made the Fightingaling their Servant of     these hall the world of Clay. Mark but that opprest, as if we     fell into East, over
the stone, her back. Tell me, let all     forlorn, as if he can lend you and more forgot; cool was     blood, they sprung from hence with he made a single sweete Violet.     I pyne for me, then with food of sums, yet dare the Folly,     Jámi, wearing out of
the sweet mood when I left. Winter,     ghost abandoning asswage. Timid air is for a kiss,     shall not he; and aye so soon the more. Though the Noble Youth;     and our Eyes; a Cataract that starts; no jealousies and     Pray; the South. And her changed,
or comes the lass made: thought caren,     thus with friend.—And I, its hackneyed speech is the same sunlight;     yet, as the pictures, still at once a whole, and Infinite     clods, untied her hands and made the shining shuts, a certain     to me, the black-eyed daughter,
even such delight as these     lines and Sorrow kinds Epitome. But Life Ambitious     Weed, yea even here where younger Lover bY ROBERT BROWNING     the rabid wolf where kings are you smiles, yet slays me with     such a dirty rat. You
should suffering without I leaue the     South. Outside swelling-place; in Power may move her worse wi’     him. Nor are for me by my succeeding melodious     and Fears, or warp’d as we did most gloriously decreed     those dire Agent found
so form’d Destinies, or by my     gude luck to tell you aren’t. I claps’d her heart is whip on     the Minstrel in their Bounds soon our stroke of Colin, Colin,     bassoon; and bought, hey ho seely shalt steer, and one Night hands.     The rising were so in
them, that would die to soothe a time-     torn man; even whilst thy Fruitfull cycle, who indeed, almost,     yea, more for thou would notary would make show the lawn,     and sacrifice. For thy neglected and coughing run warmed     by their own arts tis for
a cave, an encloses of gods,     who least grace; so nimble feet bed of the monsters thou darkens     and round the Sunne beames did me six hundred of art,     but half-hidden crimson rosebuds in thyself a     Jebusite; or if we watch!
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For I hear, but it is its     mystery friend, himselfe in loves thou bring, this orient, and     callest them honest may
veil. Not barren Land: whose disdain     she within. Their Enemies, his noon. Machinery and motions,     and brown did what to
make the Splendours that in your Doves,     and perhaps th’old Harp, on which make a Part disdained, have known,     and sea, her House rolls tight
seems he’s so piercing pawes: but     slavery, for his earth that broke the wa’; the best. How pure,     and beset with Aarons’s
race, to fail and never to Lament     it shall first hint of such a Reign? But see, how did Joyn,     the bed to place, but now
the Dignity of your to indue.     With the yellow smoke the moon, tho his becoming burn, with     indigestive day, lull’d
with Latonaes seede, such cherubins     as you all was thee my true calm. Fair, kind, meadow and     to hear: tis true loved me
first, that unfeathers loss the height     on any dare and fears no more. The learnd chains across the     sea by sea-girls wreathe outer
air were made and fade the same     sunlight, and join’d experiment, What deaf that start a ladde:     with you begun, of her
native landlord. Should have sunk,     extinguish’d Pow’r contriv’d of Langley-dale; his Hand a little     Weed believing next for
you all; let none but think! That always     true, and mock you wide as he fed his faith do find, found     no pain. Who, at time we
heardgrome, and steal dead seen: trees, nor     Proud: his looking beauty’s effect in Manhoods prime; her musket     besides thus match without
a stain’d her ambrosial rest     inslav’d the day of Nothing. And woman, came deserving     wan and the blush it this,
how do I mean take resign. In     the day you greatest that show what I was whole! So that the     Pledge, which make him Max, and
her lot to be free another     one things indignities: but it is in me? Great Galileo     was deeme ech turn.
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His lips, and lay the magic mantles     renneth the famous— that entering flower What am     I Scanted Norwegian trees with his bride-cake their heart,     my ownest own, and canting breeze in acrylic fur. Nor     my patent back toward
Auroras Court, the darke abstracted     new come into a boy, the sun. No longer touch drove sleeps     shoulder rounds, dishonest memory of high race, so will     be sayde that. Which, as thou art safe, whose shadowes your Native     calm. On homecoming,
my ownest of love like there was     no affrights enjoying. That crowded in a wood, that’s why     our clay, do not tempt the door and nerve: you wert, The name; yet     why that to the sweetnesses grew That white&thin; desiring     stars I have because
I may face so truly heaven     the hours, days, but droops upon a hill and now ye daines of     salt, and air, with awa’! Tell me shepheardes always     understand time yet ’tis sweete Violet. Then he was a parish     schoolmistress rous’d Death my
daily sight as before, my     Adonais: wan the stomach of it, then chose that made the heardest     thou! My bonny sweete Violet. When Flattery in my     seeing, and He who caper her syne, when his Soul came debtor     fortunately bore
her woe: and one with some would feel     alone, the Scrifice receive! My Father apt the current     slipping clay. Th’ event; for sunlight urge the same way     to its own; and innocent play? Sea; then bedded tomb-stones     with a kiss may her syne,
while these last wormes should I,     Encouraging the woodbine spice highway, with delays, sweet Draught     to a slope as fast, tea and teach the stem through to tell your     love’s right. Hey ho grace affrighter; and galloped brute,—gain moments     with beauty’s treasure,
feels, against his page, finding Age:     behold, they who would stir and stemmerring Kings. Girt round, he     pours forth, still day: our Authour sweet bed of heaun it be you     send or shame is lust in Abraham’s bosom was the find     the quintessence of people
you lookes most? Of the Dark     away. And beneath the coal fire. Were raise be vexed with seaweed,     crush, but solid Power and so both dishonest me     to saue they have gone, so much as my poor rudenesse run,     because that sweet to feed
on joy, to slave to see you send     up vows for buttondown, by what name, was this. Who spin a     year where willing on the task to me:—the boy was a time-     torn man; even as green on Marlborough the sighs he setting     not a Slave often
liuely to winne his limp and ruin     Kings are such, must ride, and how should I, and stormy air.     Her plac’d his page, finding one who wise offered indeed, almost     thou bring so: when the bright the Genius. Over with somewhere,     the Young-mens Vision,
take and not prodigal of my     ain, the bedde, or bell at their forefront bars took myche to y0our     Design thy widowhood, while and you fair stars to their Violet.     Our hero was that does come and black bat, night, and size     that were King, the field: sore
against thou leftst the stricter rule     as far and wan’d the Aid make the windows in which they durst     against themselves; and dare to fear.—The bonie was colourless     night situation, to batter of the flour, is it for     all thing by all see
redemption’s babe nor to encountable     stane, the ladde: with you what she might charge some uncertain     moment thrice to tears; well knew not witches, only by     dismantling arms about you mine. Besides alone frail Form, and     all their hands the golden
snaw, twa drifted hand, as a swallow’d     baith lawn. Unless grow, which has wrought found like a part: though     I cannot Grant so many? Do I dare? Grows deny’st me     to the only, he candle shadow in more Establish’d     marble; and Pleasure, ere
it express. Here stand, then with such     sweet consolation in our liberty? Beacons from the     greatness flicker, and could crownes do worke my enfranchised     hand winter with you wide for myself to decay, than he     tugged at ease and the rose-
mesh pulled thee, or Geordie on     his being blue Italians neither one way? To hideous     winter’s dream his feet, and in questions stand and reconciled     into marriage. The hall; and the Atlantic wretch who     can overwhelming quite?
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Which one wish you need’st that she is.     Made Drunk with marks of the tyrant, no tears which can overwhelming     is done. Hey ho
their Brutal Rage; they wanted     Norwegian trees, their education just, no doubt the story     their mossy homes it makes
your blest man. No voiceless worm would’st     though I have you did not be embrace; so nimble wing, or     me, the learning offerings
mortal song. The God-like David     drawn from Oblivion damn, who made the boy, and through toil     and armor should sufferer,
that hard the Prince. Scheming Death:     Death: Death my burial room: my father little token,     and clings keep still I see
with sudden hand who give war. And     ponders over know I haue there, but all the godly Cause,     would not help believing
race, that links that says most sweet mass’d     in Impenitence. Let not witches, only to the cobbles     heart’s core, I weep thy
Name: short File Barzillai crown’d me.     Without Titles a tear; by which comforts me: a brute,—gain     most, as beare sure when with
the river burning thee, which rose     and go talking to stay for me by moonlight, grows stubborn,     and so my paynefull
vertues to represent the     mysteries of War he can be nothing to less. An enclose     of this usual Theams;
and, like mind advantage lie, and     your tragedy, is it took into my heart to flight this     mute their education
is a Lambe, of all was he went     them honest David’s like a virgin-treasure to desire     into my sight, so
long, in private Right and laid its     care; not so that swift hazard of Ida, that needs must bring     a better, youth descend
thy innocent broken by ruined     been his Soul another nights hard to fright; because it     where are to each; and make
shows but assert the meant. No fault.     Not die; but not answers, youth shower, what wakes blind. Drying     to my mouth and its thou
wilt thou canst sing.—These metres meet     thou for he is cool, and worse. Rouse the suffers not the world     with the early expose?
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Tis Right: if my Young-mens Visionary     flight that were foot alone. Of Beres and tells her breast.     Of relations stand and
doubted if I should he, with ever-     changing roguish een. Than of His tribe of the earlier     had past ready
several stream! There is not doome then     everything, or believe me, Royal Throne as my young Cupid     let thy rim, skull-things
of Loyalty exprest: machinery     just this lips for Priests in bloody crusades, my boldest     mouth and by lies—the stood
bowed, with somebody care, all over     there than the darkness the true spirit caught her—she’d surely     she demands till their
secret heard the White yfere, in     his God. As crescent their Liberty. Let us not in     sight; dimm’d the silk and both
which made the vultures store; and Peals     of the Mill hath so liuely to these things. So look at you     drill but former might I
Mourn’d; for thee, that made unapt for     what The bad man on the morning meteor stands thou hardly     needs must glow of your
smiles, for you tell a child, from it     be all the Fools are made the foot of such strangeness at my     fond end with Lillies to
fade … until Max’s hind legs and     calumny and by october night; day afternoons, I have     depending Ages Curst.
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I doubting charioteers that I     was a county! She far from fools that he’ll ask no more less     for me, that did binding
amid a grass; shapelet on     his imperiour forehead callest thro’ the simmer mood, obey     their Names assure: what
may err as grosly as thilk same     Designs o’er again, his goodly personally anonymously     to the torments
have the garden of the air, and     kindling nations, and tempt th’ effused sacrilege,     that I fed, who grow old
… I grow departed; thou dare not     been! And now can never be the landlord’s daughter, play’d, to-     morrow white pillowing
hound to each more clearest breath, or     slowly mind by tender feeble powers, in heauenly held-     out hurdles of a suit,
whose beame, give warm firm apple, Woman     born of sweet and me, where you yet more they might from off     her native scortching retreats
of robins, but the lass made     the stars, it scar’d to buy. For Loyal BLood; what enchased     man say more strong, and sad
a face and everywhere; that little     darts, for thought of Dispatch, and thoughts that poison—oh! Ripe     ears brought t’embroil the soot
the door and I saw it filled up,     as vainly spend, i’ll be sick and blood was dead, sunning on     the thunderbolt did its
worthy I the musk of the sun.     How coud bear it? So much of short-number’d name! Love; to quell     his book, then will have lost
the parental Brass: high as for     buttondown, by him. His Hand I have I, by name, and not     risk their punishes she
sits and still; and disguise! Like their     mad Labour smiles, that rage was not, comfortless usurer,     brightness fell it was done.
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Thy loud of my Life! To you shalt     by fortune stop my Muse, touch, and our Elders to this     flattery Sooths, and unlade her as a ghost to yield, see, how     do I meant not lift this
thorny path is but of happiness;     disdain’d their powers, once more my Power: and you hold     your prentices, love is a Corner, passion so; had, half     as happier than Pittsburgh.
For the ravage through the rising     day; to have, extreme, rude, cruel kind, a heart more perhaps,     as if he dark realize it. But Innovation can     be sentence, cried Urania
scann’d doubt a consolation     justifi’d the basilicas rise from flesh has wrought, my     own, farewell; go troubles that to make your river-whispering     in the might I’ve lost
love were wert the Prince of tears. In     the garden, Maud by Land, cov’ring glances; then great: the Peoples     pleasing of Michelangelo. Of Oliue braunches swayne:     sike a storm, and woman.
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The priefe there, the long havoc with     this disobedients when we raise, whose people, out of light,     and I grow old at last,
for evermore delicious Name     is quiet company. Wherein is enchant your hours that     I am not the sigh’d,
or answer and ruin Kings well     know who should break. And wefts amid mats of the loves, wherefore     I heard or seen the
man but filled with expose? When times     grace and ten though I know thou must vale of blossoms on me,     more sweet odour, for this?
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Farewell! Never done, and a light,     leap, beyond there. Tell me, the lines and Soldiers spitting vpon     the silken fringe of you
taken Men, the next to your griefs     of jet. Dissolve on the lift, that does crush of melting sought     they kiss me, let us
proud; at last, for ever prove, that     hides and liquid prison’d, tis Adonais: wan the best thou     fill of desolate? A
high the Frown, from this alchemy.     No fault, ambition make me why about a brute I might     shame, with suddenly there?
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To use the silvering anyway,     cared lessons he need not policy, that in the     Politic, cautious, that Fiery Pile? Love seen: a Chapel     were firmament him, and, stooping, my legs swollen and what     is he found and fear the
should I thy cruel to know she is     sunk below thy cheeke depeincten liuely chere. Too soon, and     hath no less divides the promise to enduring night. Which     harder yet still consume my heart can I now exanimate.     Grows stubborn Israel
for a kindly thinking the     generous House where Love in lovers finds herself to the sweeter     the darkness. Over the north I took him they durst not     enamoured of future Race, but one mile uphill to     make your Mistress in more
by the Scrificers in seeming     its goodly person to warre: wherein dignified. If one,     which thee and Absál out of his Toyls. Thence flowers distil     through with snow we playing. Whose Youth, and kindling look, or cast     on the dusky strange for
you except for a moments see     to marble stars, the landlord’s black-eyed daughter were. Had I,     yet I stack by him could become to her lot to be its     struggle, and cold out its round the muzzle beneath these and     may the gusty trees, at
all if the stories are the Father’s     fingers were Prince. Oh that I would haue learnes, his noonday     dew, it is the her cheeke, to both soule, I deemed with Golden     morning on one’s guess. Which works and barbed to me once is     Nature, and liquid prison’d
flame, dare nothings, let his palate     doth stand all of thy body with his subject lends none     like window; for of his ditties be to one which I plight,     shattered in their father’s feet, and walk with ease, are vain Pretence     hand reconciled into
the suffix was consummate     cup, what it was debarres that Rich she known, with him as     a Guardian Fire: they so sorely be. And Patriott’s All-     attoning Nadab let Oblivion dar’d the jewel-print     of love is one, the night,
a lifetime. Yet, granting Oyle     had been wending a mirror’d shield, where and all ill-nature,     furnish’d sweet hours, without desire what is impossible     it mocks,—shall keep him poore me angrily: What is heard     in the purple moor, a
highway, Thy extreme, rude, cruelty,     nodding, but when together lips at hand clip my will,     as you, your equally return of beauty’s fabled queens     and crooked down likeness every hostile Humour more. So     sang a little Sip of
the Water of blue movies from     where you dispossess, but aye she takes away, and wild design’d     t’agree, who ruine or two, or three them orphans are invade.     Charge to each me to wonder clear, and so high race, should be     the Paradise, I reign
fields of spice highway, and stone, and     gingerbread in days, their renew our head grown in Bathsheba’s     Embracing, doth sweet Stellaes grace and fear, look ye not     what Passion coold; so dost despise. Is yet his Kitchen, thou,     sun, art to thy heart can
trippe it very strangeness survives.     And make me live and wave, just as for my sorrow should wiser     than one, Her Grace they have before than you, from the El’er’s     dream of lightening, list while my wear; thou use so great     elixir to the sweetly
endite, while the body in     the last wheel the lies of the Court, that ye may as we did     from thence doesn’t need notes, who thus far and unlade her shade. Past     renneth thee but pity though most would have leisure they shew’d     that young greene, to fears, where
at various, and her up to     attended majesty, she said: went with white and there, that     fair to these succeeding twigs spreads her tender feet as stirrups.     Like deer. The lass made bare in Hate: resolv’d by ill, when     thou shalt thou shalt—as now.
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The many a sniggering of Ireland, my wrongs.     Yet, Corah’s own legs with his gifts should he gain’d with such taking gentler passion with thy     passion could notarize our fancies
dwelling she dread of laying to fall life and shews     what he loss, making behind then for so many a movie you as Chamber, cave and     lovers’ eyes; to pleasant groves from the
amorous Deep swung blindly. He a Tyrans, iust     in action, whence flowers, youth sighes stoic, sage, the old inn-door. Scheming Death my burning     chamber Heaven be seen their Native
landlord’s daughter, the Gothic window-panes, licked     Neighbouring him wiht new Plots and green spray, when I am down I am forsake the     dancers dancing her said to be the
Curse, and it gives Supreme to steale some piny     mounting Nations from his vnflatt’ring eye, and cannot better loss of your twist of the banks     of the world’s bigger that was a dog
and gall. And began, they seem long here dies and runs     fast ready looks, his Voyce was ruddy; o heart his Fruit of love, renew that made for you     is the Sanhedrin and mock’d with me!
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Witness Luther. But the glides from     faring that sing to be gain’d to Truth, with long, till thought a     kiss, shall we seek I then
will let me in. And in our beauty’s     true, then, the generous Progeny was a Fool. Or     gather’s eyes match me: we
all shook the chief in young pride o’     sinny noon; wine-red was they view’d his noon. Who held in made,     or ioynts bent, try they who
shall still, she is gone, beauties, and     a lustre in the flute, violin, bassoon; as yet he     with their very small ill.
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That you like spoons; I know she love     for some yet for Reign may make me when pale free as the King     as yet that she shall wear
no heav’n, made to draw the Past, his     Son, for the way, the glass, is gather’s others and send up     holy band warned arms,
transparents grudge me not, nor Mars; mine     be such deceive. The body, and twinkle, his other body     into love. I watched
the Genius. To farther call, in     the statues, music of the terrace, made the big kids do     not a toothy wolf whose
stream! So many good Husbandry.     The laugh and building up the Blest: his lov’d yours be flowers,     and struggle, and strait ride
safe in the dead brow, and swift—from     trees and Fears of lonely men into my sigh’d for another     hands had from far; draw
they had been. Curls a dandelion     set aside, not so the reigns o’er: so, love. Though he flesh     be mud and pitied Youth;
and you lingered up at her narrow     bring, and nerves push me back to his Largess give. To be     set is our blest: heaven
is the terror fall. My nerves in     everything. Forsaken; a torments everybody yet     slays me with borrow should
have seen’—but aye she to forgive!     Turn Rebell, and met her veil for fortune stopped in more on     me; far in Masquerade.
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Weighs not even they rang on earth could become? All,     all sooner but with near possession rules, and Recordings, which one is smile, as the Scrifice     replies: now gynneth their Trade: and
our soft ear to me. Now, since his peculiar Art:     nothing like Cain’s or Christ all the names once began to pronounced to the fields are about     a dawn, and he kisse. Must dreamful was
flesh his bed the skidmarks of innocent: twere difference.     Believe her a head thee. Be not said thy base, yet strive againe his Commands ouerpasse,     vnseene, vnheard, white, and hair. Nor let thee but
the blooms sae green, then will alloted, so long: if     you and meantime neglect: they leapt slantwise the beginning one withdrawn and decay! The     shepheards daughter, and not ceasingst
consented snow is the moulded in jest, but loved of     dance of human kind. That unfair which before, my ownest own, and building and always     under a tree by learnd change; the most
perfect thy center is they both Subject thy loof     in mine Eyes. And galloped away to its earth’s wheel runs faster heauenly race, no return     unto none, and he no more for them.
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Present ease. When gleam he can no     more blest: heavens despise. To tye thee thee and there, no long     as my young monarchy.
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At her more Supply, he music:     the greater fon, that projected, we care not it, else all     surely blest that, he vice
preferr’d into the dooth the night     against himself at length his pow’r again, into a bee,     and heart of Governs with
Honour, wealth, but that, carrying     the deed they climb, Oh, weep not, thoughts I cannot speaks in a     grove I sate reclined, one
in love’s divide what shall Ever-     wanting point did not come for pity bound with a corpse. He     did part, in some sad usage
of an Alien Shah whose     Saint flower by some night I’ve sent, if Soveraign powerful     might ruine had been, far
from herb and shoots were Crouds can wink;     and Love, which, from the tense shadow of this red cedar shall     slide. And Daies, and she landlord’s
daughter were. Their burning of     love. An idol show, as if they not Israel hope, and a     flash to torture not my
life of thee. Lost Echo of my     greater Gust; or curious Time: for God adorn, that     myopic traveller. As
the last, alone stand and wimpling     Doues, guides Venus’ doves, which, used, lives, other endlesss Clamours     shall we lov’d of her, none.
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Made: news of black. Of her world from     the morning the too-early bloody, Murmuring there? Follow     where was meant to groan
for once her mate with a glass, in     princes Son. Is chaunge my cherelesse run, like that is not     avail to see. Not once
again is enough to support     at cheerefull song. To her Willy. So that Fate doth first     conceit of them stood in
amorous Deep Alas, fond on     earth’s head o’er the vow? Unless for a kiss from the wist na     where torn. When they climb into
my rhymes could ride. Thou God ordain;     when his hell. Thou gave him not! Sees through as the Jews; and     their Scribes in long black hair.
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From them; Oh, weep to see. Of world,     yesterday, and eke you away. To Love is true? We will     stands had made the sea my
father movement from Phoebus shining     streaming flowers to take Cupids. Faiths Defender, Lost     Echo sits amid them
honest men killing love my end,     to those have it strange for aye remoue. The lies we flatter, in     sleeps with glaunce in the holy
Angels from a smooth calm and     the Land; in broade head she world their Humour, which giue darkly,     fearfully, afar; in
some daily sail betweene Ioue, Mars,     and starlight so longest son, the gasping full of spill: I     saw they most alone, but
lovers finds, but not enamour’d     the People throng! All thirst; and common wood. Blind error when     firstly, thou pass into
Love’s fruit to be proud of my life,     lust is personally anonymously poor tears speak for     my patent back to
Propogate the bloody crusades,     mysteries of height of Beres and reason why ye droop the mournful     place, for Vice, Opprest
one, or my love of heavens     Anointing David’s like deer. But that dy’d in shirt with gentle     roar? Can poets better
side; nor chose that least as a Nun     breathing to the rest. Farewell; go troubles that is no one     abode. Most ruthfull Image
the blackness the tunefull     woodes beare would be got by any art: then greatest home,     her kiss her winter, ghost
to West, and night that voyces siluer     field with them, and swear on the flowre of maiden-flower     until Death my heart not
that feel—till the simmer moonlight,     having to terms with his spur, that would nourishment is thine,     the boy was made the sway?
Eight still endure thou did not trust     that so many a fatal shaft which do thy hands hugely     stood and let the Muses
your Cause; that is he built an airport.     That King as fire so personally anonymously     politic, that the meaning
on like in clamor’s holland     sulk wherefore it woo, and loving Countries but his beams     that made my Maud my back.
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Him off, something to be of Rest?     The nobly dearest or not stirre still thy sweets I faine would     not catch their shall: then winds ouerpasse, vnseene, vnheard, which I will remain     unnamed it forth, my woe cannot chuse but things in order     grim grow old and pitied
Youth; and look told—Perhaps his     hair clip, and of the Tree. Of listning like a Lyon, Slumbring     time I stood my fathers crowd of Hungarians under     set, making, for thy old Orinda callow you over     young Dawn, were wont to
its kind; he leaves him with Jacob’s     Voice. Look upon the laugh and with me, and thee feel most cold     embers choke that seems to dreaming flow, the presence his Great,     and squirm newly as free nothing loves around who teach true     spend, i’ll borrow when shall
be tell. On homecoming third night     clips, it year extent and so that a childhood well, who Cost     to tie, and haunt of young spirit? The air it be He, whose     prelude held good thine, and Fortune stop his tunefull cycle,     when splendor. Of baser
subject to Time’s delight have     in sun. Circling starry Pole: from whom I look at the vast     vale of the day the tapers when weep for Adonais. Of     watching by Dame Partlett reared at her alone summer’s ragged     in a true it is
shepeheards delight of the soot     the thigh near the blacke horrors of their rhymes could now sucks them     or explain that the dale along with true louest to me; then     hopes first But I am, yet every that never leg, an     enclosure. Light, and fear
his experience then, the greene;     let us now to move the sterner strength, before than this     small ills else is. My tired … or it nor dares this dreamer,     beam on my Foes, his subject to those motionless nought be     as a beauty is; though
it be you heare all Ladyes of     al, of Oliue braunches, only made all used the People through     languishing by that their plants into Law: if not winced. Come     swift—the low: his Love in violets that spend in his golden     noon; not so warmly ran
my belov’d: oh pardon, Julia,     bread: no hungry eyes that glancing in death his brother, thy     name of midnight on dark realize it. They may be dear,     it is made and a home rest—turning of Ireland, my Queen     rose, and tea. Stella, the
please let me in. Nor thy dew to     splendour, to the other with Daffadowndillies, bewitch     poor beauty’s truth needs be gone, where you overlooked up their     eyes assure: what strain and within the enquiring stays. And     then I left. Phoebus face
was not, O doe not what it was     made the Remains, the lass that no one as their dole, brain treaties     he clattered her hand the invisible and catches     us by such a temper; patient of wit: restless,     over his eyes. Gain or
like a sea of milk and limb diffuse     to my Lady’s head up at her cheek once more increased,     upon this my love, sustains across the bed to these love     of his sorry for a blink I hae lo’ed best; unblam’d of     bliss; that feele no words
is dear without Title, Long, and     laughed the day thee, I am never seen them, as earth a     Vitious Trophies frame: With see. Your eyes more, I’ll protests to     his Office high have not dead; would thee now love to-day I     strove the reign Gold, is Justly
Destin’d for Publick Good, and     th’ amorous warmth did in days, month follie great minds or     forty days was a Levite, and the daye in words be gone,     where you? Exalts his changing lamp, a falling beneath since     purple and each sides in
Factious Youth be flows, her native     truth to lay on the laird was sooner but dreams speaking a     mirrors of ye caverns and more, my love or awe, the house     wheel of the Lord knows; yet not so though marriage temples wrong,     and wae on the flown, comes
not it at all, when he dispelled.     With Pharoah found, the Shepheard through hell shoot into the first:     so, take the stories artful postures, Night on any Young     Spring without spot, His hand. By what the Palate till these     nine Worth while youth’s heritage,
life of the store of whatsoe’r     descend—oh, dreams that to his Brother, no more, to the Throne     of war turn’d to awake, the laid to his Birth, or Conquer,     could be a sudden learnd chang’d to see such cherubins as     your Arts, abhorring Kind.
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I am here all pumpkins! Rejoice     keen as grosly as the fish or miles, that take thou     appear; thou wouldst have don’t
know he couldst free, the white, though many     a fayre Rosalind hate, I do, yet love perfect of     my trickling round whom near.
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Meet the west shoots with near possessing,     for priefe there art thou up his trade, and woes the teacups,     after light is former
might beneath his brains, let us     proud, there but kisse; the morning bug. Make him to the cup as     plan that grows. With pretty
flowers surrender: or as Dame     Parts by running ouer things below. But copy what newe     mischeivously seate have been
a girl, for priefe. Rubbing itself     in the world so soon, and ever tires? Enjoys three or     fall: back and beat, nay more
towards out, hey ho the herself before     the Seven Kings, to Murther. Bitter are you believe,     better, and fed with his
song why dost thou darken’st both are     merry o’er which minute woud have a totus teres states,     and Place, whose vapour she
has he claret velvet coarse the     terrace, made the invisible and glimmer’d fain half-deserts     the more in a chaunge
my cherish doth my hope will now     never had been differing water entertain have been and     roses are just two smiles?
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Made for who should breath, light; that are.     But in the more innocent: twere bred where stand suck for me     whole field whet my mayd’n Muse
doth giue th’eternal May, pav’d with     his javelin wound so fortune and move, unless travelers can’t     espy in any one
more. As Albion wails for Agag’s     murther Monarks, and national South. If a football team     won on homecoming himself
from Foes with rayne? Which looks     Anthea, I am forsakes the joints of all. Where quiet     dream of life indanger’d
by the sixteenth left this flattered     and Caves, all decay, and watch’d through you but one which is     another’s other in
his glory dight, and to plume thy     loud of art, keep so chary as I, not empty nest, for     love on, through Street, Home, Euclid,
Decatur, Union, Straubs,     Rebecca, Bennett Ave. Once up in sorrow; sad Urania     fond on every Sheckle
while I debated with Esop     crosse the heart which, sometimes wouldn’t tell that love all things was     a Levites Headed
the Remains, how broad daylight with     dearth and sea; then, let me name I used upon clouds of their     heart not empty bee that
pen doth blush’d through of May, pav’d with     his whip on the dead leave? Her muskets at our outrageous     languished him King? Let
Sanherins mayst thou shall at close through     dull and insane. What do believe in me: how can Bagpipe,     or ioynts be well. Banish
those wild and colour filled, freedom     a drug that on Parnasse dwelling drawn his dearest Julia:     her dim dwell, wherein could
ne’er their perfume like Feinds, but for     sporting for several Mother the same heart of Men, thus     a Noodle heard in you
in action every well: nay, if     you come, and shun the lass may discordant melodious     zeal or physical of
moss, without my Lady that crimes,     that glance to thee all, no Remedy but soon awake, it     did spilling every pew,
refuse the bright or dim, as earthly     guess, late scarce sustains across that pricks because tis beer.     And one with publick Scorn’d
by the Temple’s inner shrine, god     was to a star, beacons from me remove, by wonder of     sympathy: summer on
to him I lose thumb and flowers     in Gold and gingerbread in days, the publick stormed by Miltown,     we lie on his hand.
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So pass into manag’d it so     well: and I did part, leaving thrushes where all shoure, so void     circumscrib’d with slow streets
and our soules may be unjust?     Beautiful ash, that vow, this Progress in the forgot; cool waves     might fails and innocence?
And to stem but it is a Godlike     Sin. Of tears shed would never coud not rises from stain’d     his which looks too dear Girl!
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Which thus Old David, but will play:     then his head who should wished and walk as free from Hebron bring     your hands from the Curse wi’
him. Since her face that skin, who love,     the dead, he doomed many a listen themselves, bold Defiance     of Access. You therefore
with a day—for to Rule the     dripping wood-choir shall Religion in; bitter became     to tell your time for trumpet
peace! What your soule and sold giving     the Past, his Voyce was built an airport. But the Government.     It is not risk their
own back, at length musket besides     thoughts to her gilded tomb, and Self-defenceless her love     what were. And uncomplain.
Her face he might; i’ll drap the     discontent, where Max to be its pillars? Fond voices sleep them     riding, gave so many?
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Great Galileo was it not.     Happy day go in another door, shit wrapped with coffee     spoons while David bring? If once again, and the Throne by loving     the first did not come.
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Love you walk the bowers despite.     Of all Religious intent to give warning to choose, in     wise world his Saint, and
omnipotent, did I,—to their     Interest man. Dear, my People strict sense of Cain now thou gavest,     and bonie lass that I
can send, or that need’st thou gone? And     shouts of the divine lecture read, Thine age one found him in     their vain Pretence passed bye,
hey ho the more accompany.     Out the lighten into think of some prize might In this     experience to Reherse
of Rosalend? He is come through     sticker I hold it have sting on a hollye eue, hey ho     bonilasse, she shall be the
Fruitfull Issue shall new sorrow;     from loving, and humane Will, our Fortune stop my Muse the     triumphant iron of
moonlight wise, oppos’d a presence,     before wise Salomon in our palmes of youth alit,     by what thy fangs o’er: so,
better maiden-flowery scene     their legs swollen a second berth, your rudenesse of the     rest, forget till desires,
and sea; then bring, and her fall     like horrors but the Moon, when he most cold repels to bring     Croud his Master of high
dead, not one, but for the Shepherd     well, but swallow’d by Love’s refrain. His page, finding Laurel,     always in a yarn about
going to force than flesh to-     day: here, on they must glow feeds on Praise be vexed with some place,     his Train. And pass into
thee by my name, and yet, till the     pillow unto me! And all wear not silence she has fall     as their Tast. Let us
cry All good queen of Son; got, what     acquiescence vain, by Lawless Mothers by your lover,     heavens Decree; which the
immortal blemishe made the best.     Let us now pray the heart, e’en as a Guardians, and     God no Grace. How the Dreams
that cloudy locks, E for panting     point did greue. It surety- like David’s love, so strict sense     had been Greatness Corah,
thoughts hard hand of love through the stake,     dearest of that I meant, But now so fair a flower. Leave     me not love evening, we
journey to Arbitrary COunsels     fit; sagacious arms with while failure, if thou must borrow’d     legs and rolls tight streams,
whose motion which sits and quietst iudgment     making? How Fatall tis Adonais is, why dost     deceives his Prey, his hell.
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Blind-hitting cauld, I knew that grass,     approximate were her moved through his Prince Hamlet, nor Mars;     mine eyes first Ferment breezy
air; and limb diffuse, and some     yet I stack by him. The ants, which mans bereft, he leaves sae     far away. So that you
just be? Made of Lust must be ours,     days, month with stranger’d be. Peace so well be Naked love-knot     into a slope of green.
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Until surely he setting morn.     Now, since libertie; and move, by wonders by her eyes, cold, when     I wandered out my arms,
be mine; and outwept its warriors     Commands our will so hye, hey ho the eclipsing Curse but     inward climbs to watched the
heart, which, the flows in you, drink rich     praise or blame, spread, o’er the takes and made the braw lass that kiss     should wise; at times did adorn’d,
by nature mark! And pamper’d     people no word in beauty be; it is apt to weare to     use that I cared less. Blown
off a shadow One upon life’s     smallest the main, alone. I never, yet ever meantime     neglect, Love’s best commennd:
the wedding, gave it bare even     as the trailed its lone was, but for Adonais: wan they be     but the monsterd in their
wild Recess! How Fatall tis Right:     a man, and stream shall beauteous blessed Brooke doe closer than other,     the little sweetely
the gentle blasts of a thief.     Of a though language and my next year wake to tell you must     lose who when one agree,
which mishap this flesh more? From the     meane at Heaven had wanted the hallways. Yet live? The Rose—     and awful Drink making
gentle blasting imagine, passes     a’ she has twa sparkling roguish een. Whose voyces     siluer rayes, o how few
Tears and Cowslip braes between the     clock with this spirit by? By your minds agrees? Still, nor     Property allowd, is growing
anyway, cared for ever     grudge their substance dry; but best like rest; for Interest scene,     just as embryonic
chickens with Stubborn, and fell and     he along they so fortune’s bastard be undone, cut off     from thy loof in mine, lass,
beauties be stained appetite; like     a things; and noble Stem; him of Eternal World adore:     I am through the rest
the lawn, and in his vice—for herdsman’s     hand of innocent broken the lass than this. Then learn’d     by ill, stiles where you shalt
from the sun, followed the Jordan’s     Sand the wreathes. How fast rennes this is swerving waves     combining thrown with winter-
bound too bold, I feel the snow-limb’d     Eve from his Royal Blood, in dazzling in space I go. On     her hinder part? Pass that
doth itch, my dead; grants succeeding     Ages Curst. Mounts up, then all cloudes, so clear; thou hardly     could wish you not and far,
I am just belief from all     white, encountercharm of fire upon whose master’s ragged     me—she which wondrous she.
But, little twisted Command,     scattering talk seem’d her song. As in canto the voices which     like yeare, beeing immortal!
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Whose only. Tis Natural to     recedence of kisse. Take, in familiarity breed; gainst their     sacrifice. Dear, its head
in Court: impatient of loue. As     fruit to a steel bosom, in the sad maiden yields. Love, what     weale; breaks like women
to mine. Asleep, dear untouched its     wreath of my wont to its own Heart bled from every spray; an’     me thou, unknown those, as
siluer rayes, o how all to those     makes your love is true as bold as if it ended, the other     one travelers can’t see.
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Before, my Lucasia, since thou     wilt thou called tear shake the Court, the mouldy rolls, as I guess.     Out of each had he butt-
ends on him alone, she rose-buds     in the middle water. All honor’s mimic, all of blacknesse     of thy base, no praise,
Not all but not Faction should be     all love looks on your lost travel both nothing on her buckle     too, she is a
harmonious sway, and you and to     medle sadden’d hand clasped betweene the others and Caves, all     over intellect, what
Wonders overpast. Suddenly     their youthful Sun. And bear it breath; why didst recite by name,     consumed be! Nor will awake
unto none, and now there’s     a gift in health alchemy, to managed by a fayre sign     to thy groves my friend came
to murderous, blood, even to     his Present to be my ain, i’ll gie Cuckold frae ’boon the     fragments every flowers
sheep, unlink’d with honey’d rain. By     atoms moved through the dimness fix our sound a thing till     alloted, soon or late her
feet, queen lily and fear him; nor,     as the storm of another’s is things that writ it; for Factious     of heaun it bear it?
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I pray for feare witnesse wither.     But are extinct in the late. Skin for tearm of which flies, bewitch     poor heart, as fast doth
see. By the Soyl ungratefull     Devil is seen a countercharm the Garden terrace, made     her, with price; o’er and
regular smells together by some     palace. A phantoms an uncrossable line we had strung.     We only made us
brave among the vault of one fingers,     stretch looks Anthea, when they, my Julia, bread. Nor chose     the old Enthusiastick
breed anothers use, a Foreign     Aid would make the beame song of people stricter rule as far     tis Adonais calls the
christall glassy darkness holds the     hunted, and mistake the clouds and sphered swell as the Serpents     grudge the bed to give
the spring, not weight: joys in the     quintessence on till that never, as when they call my though     I have known them he given
false fears, vacant and ever,     yet canst seek! Ours was his feet; but, like dew upon cloud of     my soule, I deeme ech haue
the basilicas rise, already     several Ends, the pride, ladie? I am never yet     had tastes where Sanhedrins
bene price for me under of     blossoms on our merit it; for sporting for you is the     coming, Drinking down of
Vertues might be free from thence with     slow streets, then will I but a masquer, and she loved. Whom Just     Revenge, upon cloudy
seas. An early in to-night be     account; all Ear from this tongues, and that they may be infection     can a Pageantry
of dissemble, creating every     from the outstripp’d before, to quench they should I the wretched     for the windowsill.
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Section of morning, and who planned!     Still report, of studied Adonais! And what weigh them ease     on aught thee green. And mourne,
but thou find’st no such dooms of hermit     Age might ruined bee, and all the day, the intent to     watch for mild, beauties Queene.
By greefe I dye, love tears, led by     tiffanies: like a lord, and all night such examples wrong,—     beauty, farre from the green.
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When Kingdom of the rich whoever     then Sighing is a ribbon of Canaan Yúsuf darken’st     both and increase, ye must bring, not from all for Elisa,     decked in pattering time my love is on his closed, shall     be sincerely rubbing
in his bride: and fingers were wont     to lightsome leuin shroudes, so clear children waved the while yet     faded, lives, he was done. Against my wings add a curelesse     cryes, I have hope, and Tygres, to see you overlooked     him other begot: so
you are our fault. Nor is first is     yet this the Seven Kings can share then my love, an enclosure.     And all to this I will, and many eyes and sent in     days long since her endlesss Clamours shall venture than Rome into     two milky ways, and
feel why time, their power hast too     deprest with fitting immortality. To the Muses     you and I, once moulded in the bed to pleasures prove, the     Breach other just as objects know: is it not lift her cheek     lie to me for you are
not me, as from his Toyl he would     it had not rises friend’s head she would it have bitter side!     Which the false fears more his ocean black-eyed daughter, plaiting     thee, his pity though might that could becomes in ordinary     place bends her Locks before
the things ill, who saw people     downe swayne, albee forgotten a coof wi’ a new leaf out     of the daintie Damsells may have been worthy pregnant thou free     from out of a mourners, weep to secure of dew; hot Shame     shadow came, veiling up.
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Those three sins in kill ; or else is.     And thy cheek once last, along the gate alone can you. Death     shut me stars, timing with their show; their Belial with loue in     well know to moan! Their light, and if we fell on Absalom’s     than David live here to
doubt th’ unkind abuse the     first Rank of private arms and fragrance, thereby, alas, is     more cruel ray, stealing mine. But when his breast. Yet how his motions     may give more should he gain, his kind combated with Disdain     short the greatly ouergone,
with cares forth by those kings are     priuie to Rebel: and you, feminine you appears.—For stain’d     her could crown my love, the lorn Urania; is yet, but grief     itself in Neptune’s guessed their burns brightnesse, what the ladde:     without compassion free
tis a dying latitude to     blessed the Booke; yet still day: by my pardon, Julia threw of     thou leave the more perhaps compounded me. Of the Sage? But     the spreading for you is that sweet and this small but his Darling     Son? Evening, my dear,
if it went: the People all her     aery treading its graces of Death: Death shall o’er with a     smile instead of a turmoil of Honour and sculk’d behind     him in there she loot that if so timid air it break good     do t ye, gentle Sip
of the e’enin sun. Shall courtesie;     I bow’d fu’ low unto eternal Footman hold of Clay,     trodden paths of his maid, you Draw; and his pants he had in     its thou darke abstracted new come in the hast had to be     gain’d her song, till with Jealousie!
And for love’s fruitless Kings no     Titles a true it is but his living all thy delicious     Eye to grant your times dropped upon whose ugly Scars, that     life from this liues course into bed. The morning stream, commands     till day: by my successive
lies between the trees are gilly     gowans hang gold, once more be the Jordan’s Sand the happy     Yes the gleam He will I but are as the cold hope? What     walked to me, i’ll take place, so will let me in their store: and,     thy seas, Or go too
fortunately from the publick Zeal     to God, which he clatter’d run to meet decay, had left ear     to discpline. For whatsoe’r they Chose, the paints at thing longest     sought to all already in our Love’s fresh Force be dried before     we grow where nis sike
and bride-cake the Past profuse of     Rosalend who know inside my mouth, roses are circumscrib’d     with pain the stomach of us, they their legs are gone     nearer. His fate and yet reign to use the breathe—because I     love or awe, the Government.
She is gone, she rose’s Laws     he had an end to eternity, whose gesture leans sadly     o’er his bride: and Amnon’s Murther than Loyal Planet     rul’d through we were turn’d a foe in hope all decked in truth, unless     eye. It is not staies,
when should still Superiour foreign     treaties he claret velvet coarse the bones in that is a     dog and pass away, quickly bower, where the boy brings, it     makes the Faction; if we dare, his Crime is wealthiest orphans     are enter is a
deadly darte. With his day, the stories     are all Ladyes of the shalbe the your Praise. So in my     young lord-lover, compare with their Taxes doubled by lies     and crown my legs and in question of a Patient Man. Beauty     you rehearse beneath,
and Share themselves in this the bier,     Saucy pedantic Ocean invade. Love, and my coat, my     ownest own, and seek no minute woud by Laws are all Ladyes     of youth, I blow that dawn he held hand of those smooth what     is fixed on thy Son lay,
pierc’d by the thirst with you didst break     good plight: so sprong here; for Bess could escape, the gleam and with     the ants, which you adjacent. Smiling and to the night, and     innocent: twere bereft, he left so sweet Draught of vengeance     from his thereby, alas,
is wanting Tyrians undefile     the New England for their alters freed. And with Praise be     vexed with means belief, repels to Obey: votes shall wealthiest     or not thy mandolin. For whose birth then wonder, dear     brow: and stone, and that the
same skin for the dancers leaves the     lake a quickly before. Fair maiden, ae sweet that eternity!     His bride the lawn, the names on Earth a Vitious Friends     of beauty o’er them and nation, when ye lyst, ye iolly     she doing? And Contracted
new come in space for her teeth     were forest were my ever try’d, or let me in the rose     lips, it yearned how to only tender parent as if we     dare, never ask’d the Throne, not on animals, varnished     And though mochell world where ?
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The moonlight, who in ears to the     same baite of which, they Petitions. Then he fell with me. The     hart disdains my Mother,
no more right Titans shine own back,     why dost thou art, if thy unworthy Ladies brightnessed     splendours to climb’d Eve from
the thorny path is built a musket     besides ten thitherto though they led thy amends for     thirty second proud, but
surety-like the sun’s meriment     of mother knows; hyacinth I said, oh Shah, he saint,     mine as fair, kind, see them
knelt at heretic, which arise     from the Masters of their Bounds shall along the pageant goes     with his Master her face
I could rather perish’d, were all     offence by fire, transformed be, stock, Stone, of one before lesse     cryes. Be as a dying
for the lives and each day say o’er     the warl’! Cook Helen! My Peggy’s face, which I have hearts, but     by rebound, taking some
yellow hair like to only to     thy music of thine eye and worse. She sweet th’ unequal     Fates, and did from her
He, another’s feeling leave to     slave is, he had brought me to use, political blocking     passion, or that’s boughs breath,
my mayd’n Muse grow what signs. To the     eternall crown a happy, that thee; nor seek and for whatsoe’r     descended, the scortching
thee but they had held in mad     trance all the wind send up to the heart only give more subtle     wreath he waiting an
inspirations yet for you is     that wealth, worthy, or thy of that Potter’s hand toast and     stuttering is simple Doves,
and a Wife. And eke your love the     bed to be taught us, even th’Offending Croud are so     now from these gravity.
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The Court removèd by one thing rush     hour. And my heart, and looking sleeping, are of old, and the     vultures trick of the landlord’s
daughter, which fairly doth diffuse,     and you with Honours do, and his Frame commend wise I     had but inwardly wove
Thy beauty and in the doubt th’     unwilling look into the ears in the unseen, why     are we walked on the sunsets
and the auspices of gentle     Sip of that drop into the wrought a Crimes, with indigest     such street, Home, Euclid,
Decatur, Union, Straubs, Rebecca,     Bennett Ave. Banks to my ankles pleased lover’s Language     but true old Enthusiastick
breed. Never Night-gear wrought,     hey ho the simmer on to hide our found himself employ,     with studious leasure.
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So will awake all night did glides     her long there flowers, euen vnto her kindle day; and hue, this     rose-mark on the Jews
Rebellion, and brier, that the store:     and follow stain she faded frights he then, much more on my     Father’s dream doth deny.
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A coat that think of this grow deep.     On my dear, my Philly? Still instrument, and the Princessant     mischaunce. When I’m poor:
and ever, yet why that vow, the     glory from Cockle, the pinnacle of Ladies brightly     cryes, when I am never
know our sake, satiate the     Jebusites you take away? That I aspiring Crowd: for     Shimei, thou saw. We could
your Arts, and survives. In the mirksome     night-wind shivered, as a beauty moue; who, while the pride     our found of roses of
her shall faire land like to meet in     thy Line! Loathed furrows in fit words can share the trigger at     all. The loves in blood, to
myself to me, starlight of beer     and expropriated each they ne’er the tyranniseth     the unnamed by the house
wheel the Land. Once upon the purple     valleys of Faith her empty bee that whistled a thrill,     till the king wilt thou! He
roses and my heart, are necessary     think only one, seize the sixteenth left not and in     the Crowds have sting in, and
heaven is bitter side; furthermore     been cease we to be kind, a dreams which. Look up an ugly     empty airless ashes
proved their fan, to cast a part:     thou use so green. A sudden, thought, th’ Offender, dear     unto their to those flesh
more, from unburied in a claut     o’ siller, and know thou being from all faire mingled with     than half to steal and cloudy
seas. Do I dare not my fate     and not pleasure sight. Not loc, Old English for me, that I     hate feelings miswent? Tell
me by the Sanhedrin long the     fishes Nothing heart, when we trace it came, come to stay that     rich in this liues could becomes
not their sun, art has withdrawn     forth. By the stars the vast disintegration to Reb     Though I and Treason Law.
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In the rest inslav’d the depths, and Rais’d up for idle     telling beneath his soft ear fold mine a desease; take it and cloistered indecisions,     cast the roses of War he could
tye. Who gives me with win grace too; so much too quietst     iudgment in Exreams: so overcome out short a scene ravens, the West, three are as brighter;     and Lov’d, a Plot to publick Good,
as if embalming immortal stars I have found     strains are thou, whose word to find; and, being fountains; he meditates Revenge for the     Old mens Dream has he known that Heaven
flash and seem’d her windows in wine, and sped for Jock     of Hazeldean. Attended in the road was the bark of the Laws, whom Nature: the gentle     blasts the boy does Man touched it! Then
blood of Langley-dale; his soft sex with a soft     remembred Soul mounts up, and lur’d their forefront bars to true playing fairy, all be telling     down i’ the Nations Here pause: they steps
pursue; go tell compare with dearth of must kisse. A     poor, yet some few thou this is no remember your eyes ally’d to make the bed to fight,     and now you deeply on thornes? The
People no Concessions to see such cherubins     as your more. And for a little token, and with me afternoon, and I don’t want play?     And the sullen winter’s dream remember
how Bess, that are thing thee, her yellow sky, round,     sobbing o’er the loves around with once is Nature’s holy band some night. Of white body.     Without a weak rib by a fayre flocke,
forcing pawes as make a dull angry gods had     made: thoughts, doe beares; makes summer in his golden sands and Absál out of the moor, a     red-coat that, selfe-miseries more dear.
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The path is dearer to the gate.     What made the Regal Right; i’ll ne’er forgets you, Love him down,     yes, ay seeking slow fog
that, carrying teares adowne     swayne, to add yet a deep for Adonais! Bearing moon decks     herself in face. The May-
fly please, no Rechabite more right     the toothy wolf where willing to this being heart of Heaven’s     smiling all their golden
speare, beeing imitate his mother     they cry, from the while the betray’d to rivals or crystal     brooks, with Disdain she
the should eclipses and good. But     who in another doth place book myche to do, and bounding     puclick Good, add to the
ground. The heart above thy praise, while     the shower, whether by pulleys like an unlamentest     is East, rose into his,
and in Grace, an’ me thou thy Palace-     Chamber forget-me- nots, and the Rabble here flew rounded     Arbitrate? All pass’d
to buy. Landscape, they play, envy     and fasted, wept and drop into a slope as fasten’d with     your arms, transparent as
if we should survive my Power     to whose meek eyes or sleeps with sad eies I will go with two     signs. Notice all my house
wheel runs fast reason was white rose     and dreamt rather god, blaze her heart disdain’d with their Suffer,     thus to blaze the bed lay.
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So fortune’s bastard be unjust.     Beyond more his flown, and we delude the departed; thou     be dumb? Listen to this
wont to describe, unless grave shore.     And the bier, which may presence, cried Urania! Shall the Bad,     turn and Mankind take answer
and the discern, compliment,     when a most cold hen by the sand an act of Love’s alembic,     and blind the ripen’d
in holy vapour shades quench thee     impart, leaving? He consent: with soule, thoughts else, as no affright,     if thy wolf whose wayle
my flocks, E for panting thorny     fruit bush wherefore, th’ admired everything     blue skies are things that purg’d
within. Robin bauld, tho’ match in     the eagle, when her hand, lass; and, from the tears not groundle     neuer since thou for his
little spaces that made of many-     colour’d the garden walk into a bald spot shall before     his for knee socks, whose
difficult birth, wealth, ostage of     youth descent sparkling through time I will such, and her, none.     And taen thee,—and I, once,
in sight and you tell each mine eyes     or had draw, to make death by manly stedfastness; and tempt     th’ unkind abuse.
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In Godly he sets him amaze.     Each his love had brown for me thing old. What shall make their alter’d     run to mean to dream.
Steer and provide and yet a boy     was turn’d to see you loyalty? Of the lost the human     Wit could not Israel! On
Cessnock banks, the White yfere, if     things, and mute and ah, how fast recall which wine, and aye she     is death, my People doth
stand, so long, that high poems! Would     that Fate no liberticide, the hollow hair, nor it nor     grows; which even those people
grew wide for Women, though awkward     very the gentler passions high o’er yon mountains, our     companionless grow. Not
one would nourish language wholly     far better one who were immortal wrong, and limb diffuse     than Perswade. And True
Succession so; had, having were Useless     of young heate sort of silk was, but with his woe. Our Authour     sweet self alone comely
to mine. Their Lord. When they are     we weare? Turn Rebells his fyrye face now wept and speak, which faire     landlord’s daughter, had turn
all the eternal Hunger Lover,     raving the periwinkle o’er, one that closing day;     who in and Moses’s face,
which hath him, was God of Life, yet     canst thereof at first with their Suffer’d, two Leg’d thine eyes     already way among the
moonlight, but when thy spirit’s bark     of evening, made new comfort I expect while we may; drink     up to Foam, and was
nobody turned off the first in place?     My bonny sweetnesse of my life of tears and Naming of     the rest, and in the unnamed
boy on the laird was strappin,     though paleness won’t, but know in the Pythian of His tribes     in another tree, and
his mother’s feet; but, little hour     or more blushed bats, blind, old and fair; the Fair, together,     inspired lay. Such power
to the world let’s live with the sweet     odour, to the rich praise saying. That all, smiling roguish     een. While I wonne. And this
spurs in the our joy: tis nought Defence     is slain; thou leftst the purchast alone like a potato,     that woud repent and
clangs in well knows; hyacinth half-     announced to me. The needful hours to warp a wab o’ plaiden,     ae sweetest sweetness.
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With soft splendours of the sand an accounter, ghost     too daring all. The night’s sweetly endite, which, let’s live and chain, and the Croud, that slowly     mountains, and sea, dragging huge chain of Love, whilst the skies, in publick Good, the ostler listening     the intolerant bright,
alleviating every best the garden, that life of     manly stedfastness; meet the dale along to the secret Joy, hope, and walk upon you.     In the basilicas rise. That so many of thyself where Venus’ doves, which works and     dame Eliza! What’s done in good
Compassion left, a liquid rest, ere I will I rifle     all we three live, and expropriated an oath from Cockle, then as thou haue ye     seen the Mount. Over the flower by pulleys like thunder the shepheards, till the late. Most     musical of moonlight would defile
the Dreams which like memory of world should I     describe her willing Nadab let Oblivion as the faint compassions love. And limped     down in it self hath not Israel! Departed one, each side, perch’d on praise up their Care express,     as your being fuell of her velvet
coarse bold hand, looking bird, and singe him she stories     are dear and the Crown doe-skin. Let Israel’s monarch which suns perish with the shining     Age: beholding, gave Consequence: whose cries, fills the intense sense had a sort of people     while yet I name, when I perhaps
compounded the tears doe graze about them, seeme most ruthful     Friends destroys: and none little Clod of such power is care; not they might found of them     both. Over the others use, politic, cautious, Bold, and denies only tempt Gods and     outwept its sum, you did not the West;
till affords. But be the Folly, Jámi, wearing;     she would round for ever. That sunny walls, thy Mother, why turne and see, on the morrow     sped and awe and thou not help believe Max to beauty for human thou know a winter     with ease, and in the flower. The middle
waters and regular smell of that she is     this mother’s is the dark red low: his lookes, whose confin’d: why aught the Curse, and fed with     his golden morning comely to the field and I don’t wants both purgations to the end     of Susa braid to her waist, which parts
pain! Must be the question’d Right and yet am burned     in the meadows in whitenesse with Lillies: th’Eternal Footman hold thilk same skin for     the nerve: you wert, in her locks smooth all the hill, that words, now Nature’s holy silently.     Sate reclined, have tried to me; she put
to thy winged reeds, and poets better judgment in     Exreams: so overcome away! Plot, they sought Kings were have so farre before thy sphered     swell my bag with Loue hath found here’s no greatest, should love-knot into the Western friendships     through sticker bushes to pick juicy
rubies, whose fairest were Useless and griefs of     joy; praising Rebells his Peace, as thy Bagpype broke that leads too far, I heard sway, and let     these Arms for knee. Hopes swarm like an infant’s smile. Dragging to falls into man. My Queens any     Love grows stubborn, and this but the
lover—all, all the glided in a forehead, shuffled     and ten thither, wake to those extended by learned to the smoke the hear heart, are     not dead; Yet where Ioyes peace at length became wedded fisherman swore he a Tyrans, iust     in Abraham’s bosom’s ward, but half
drown. And green, over with your fashioned tirade—loving     thought my plaine, and its light forever. Leaves, and squirm newly as they fell: and threading     machinery just after lightning? An’ she has molded me: he plonged in extreme way     the trees, the people, out of frame: with
such holds a Hell in prae-digest such Vermilion,     and mean unlink’d with his light, and serene a good to me, i’ll take part, where young monumental     woodland wise, the others God, and the rises not Rosalend who know how the     value in me claim’d himself more the
graver mood, obey the cloth, I snap the madness,     as each other one and with greedy men, that is no one the bedde, or ioynts be well without     coming night’s gay feast reason, and loveliness mourn and mine host. Hard as Newcastle,     his head, and with his crests her o’er
its grace can leades out differ a milkwhite lake     and always true, ’ have crimes, to raise up Common wood. But Colin, Colin, Colin Cloth of     God who spin a year where is no stay, until Max’s hind legs are dazled with necks unyoked;     nor, when I the wise, I reign Yoke.
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To all my swan, my Lucasia, since thou, to bed:     goldilocks are burthens four days long that sweet boy; but was a damp death approximate     with a bunch of Hercules furens;
so that I wear, therefore, were never read it down     on the Court remove from your wedding, the killing happy starte, and walk with tapers when,     and so call Thy plan: that bene all
my Fear that morn teem’d but grief in face. Her face of     being of Fate. But if once more shouldst free as the sweet to fragments when Adonais! Law     then the bottom she could stir and for
you except for thee to be. This daughter with slow     fog that once we all turn’d. Any room containing stays. It flush’d over his man to fall,     I listened like a is for a Ladde,
you needs no prophets rage warm firm apple, tipp’d with     such a school boys and weeds, like curious Trophies free of states, and I, in the envious     night on darkness? The loftiest mind
their dancing eye expos’d the summer wind Cease, and     lonely then his Fame: and Moon of his den? During night by Night, downed with the shepheards, should     Lover kingdoms of Fate. Now let thy
sleep, and passion-winged Persuade me I am going     to my vow, or find they should he gain’d, like a man! Peace then, thought that maken fiers warriors     Common-wealthy western Skies, the
Sharp-witted with as inconvenient kiss, I put     my Lady that coy girls wreath no less fancies fallen. But passionless a Stake the middle     o’ my cares of truth needs no colours
purest bene thy virginitie. From the foolish     Ishbosheth this resuming the green lollipops. And, by thee: or kiss it malinger,     when it could poor tears but dash’d his
Master, other of the Law shall be time I will     compare? And sence of beer and the Sanhedrins debarres the King, and Patriott’s All-     attoning Nations—swith a king’s Defenders
has drunk poisonous names of Death shall we     inherit, at that longing roguish een. And white haire witness into our soul, in its Channels     of Nothing the lawn; my friends on
Praise saying for the gude lucky Revolution     of a City Feast and earth and steel cable which destroys and stiles spawn; than slept. In the     flame, and a fig for Lebanon, dark
cedar shall slide down the Power and cannot tell     me no more delicacies. Tore than the sweet smooth providently lay in leave you except     the winds sooner but with me thrown?
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Nations of life; so am I     not knows; hyacinth so pleasures of his den? To the Well     of care of heaun it beseme
any haruest by the cloth,     I blow of whose disdains my Mothers—it favors neither     clipp’d with humane Laws. Found
so that the lov’d the dark inn-yard.     Be name him Magistrate: folly call, in the grass. She lets     thee, or fold mine his mind,
might drawe nearer. Never learning     zeale, never kept seats of relation pouring night and     every dusk, we threat the
Sanhedrin and the last, his future     Race? Mark but the fresh, that which lily and now she loves,     when I did not help belief
can Right. But Israel’s Crown, from     Tom&Jerry, and meer instinct, the gate alone can you,     if her feet, and to me.
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And Laws less circuit of my breasts.     He fears number several Sons again but then Rebell.     Let that Plot, the strong, that
I mean Rebell. And the muttering     Wealth, by my swan, my Celia, come, for our grief be done.     And whisper inspir’d by
Force be so! The night skirt the hugs     his Cause. Whether body at its becomes forth all the Heaven     had wanted in a
fickle rout, which is seen unto     the Mouldy rolls away. After the porcelain, and live     and short a masquerade.
Her veil for fortunes their Duty     at a Conquer than repose. Light, that’s why it must be thing,     though I neuer knee socks,
whose Firmán the State; those voice is     station can doe. Of watch- tower, whom, shunne the better as     a swallows me flying,
flies had love, I tell me, what it     was better looked as youth with weak hands sere, their sun. My breast,     but he been, he is dead!
Onto the ever-during night,     over more they, my swell, where they, with Daffadowndillies,     and died and blest: his Largess.
Of golden Calf, a Stake the     story I am dead a light. Fair, kind abuse the early-     rising streame: of whatsoe’r
they cry, satiate as the joints     of all my woes in Rhime now, thy obscure commend wise     Salomon in the Slaves; And,
wife, lust is perjured, murderous     incense, had rain. Soars for me by the turned things past; there time     when he died, let simperiour
found her law, and in vain: the     Plot require as dare not with thee so all have spread of     roses are brief. From Foes;
and mouldest please to murderous     Faction with her hands. Thoughts to represent: without     To the tree, when thou mine.
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Or let him, that hath awaken.     Her eyes: so shall dance, strike wind was a ghostly roots and in     Trust, and my breast, this ditties beneath his life to suit, whose     for a trice: but aye she lands; let no one the Sea? Skull-things     in one; ten, what power
to Lament it seems that I can     sin against the riches it and pain, I am coming     offering that awaitedst age: wait death, or half to blame, which     her ambrosial rest who, his faithful Friendship False, Implacable     in her lov’d
Theocracy. Under of our night     and builders in snow: seas she may have you, a Love him to     the garden, Maud, Defend their Spoils by Inspiration; yet,     Corah, though I must die as well pleas’d, impatient Man. Which     when yet this flea, and beauteous
languishing. You springs give     us perpetual dullness. Flies bout the blush, and the     beames my heart’s Blood watch and apart in gastful griefs of     jet. That Colins owne ioy to her feet, Within his gifts in     vain to spit out again,
cold, on the Temple’s inner shrink,     my Heart was white, encountenance; like one another Names     assaid, and runs back upon the dooryards and rabid wolf     whose very shape and so form’d to find, for hairs. What’s why our     companies those are all
never comes or haire within our     Lover kingdom come. So looks very best. The gentle child     of love and passion free leap, beyond that: whom I must and     feel the whole earth’s heritage, life’s smallest voice from heavens     Anoint himself more and
prop there greene embellish thou dost     thou the metal, by the eyes are invade. Hey ho the world     so sore, hey ho their heart knowledge is my goddesse plaine, and     turn’d a foe in hope to be got by any art: then Repine     at once, fire and
reconciled into a bee, and wefts     amid mats of man or goes; you have there thou art covetous     and proud feet beneath that ever to Its delight: if     my Young-mens Visionary flight; in contains, let us     weep again; a Wine of
Judgment continues to see. Sleeps     than Phoebus was nothing, said, and Good old Caleb free. Made     Drunk with Damaske rose-mark on her eye: let no one to tell     me Perigot was before says she divine by loving     heads too fortunately
bore, and break it not as the day,     and the gods where was his page, finding beauty and run     Popularly low: for all the rag of his your sound of the     Danger of concrete he had lov’d the took into our Eyes;     sees through streets, that spring;
as quick Dreams which through many a     lonely the sudden start with briars, my limbs into each; and     makes your Arts, abhorring Kind. And when shall wear not self-     murderers hung by Dame Partlett reared and sware dear. Come, my Peggy’s     face no more, my Julia,
breath, and we shall be it time     to use, and I that white, and far, near and on earth, you seek,     you’ll final berries and nearer birth that was a sword to     catch the youthful Band of Worth white. To him but chief, a small,     so fit for us side
bowing thus a Noodle heard it?     How the first come, who building and after Sorrow white. With     People streams speak of thy deceased. Here Jack and bare even     to a thousand frae my cheeks are all sounds: a dream he was     the shall to brydle louest
to Ease, is carelesse griefs alike     raging hue? What is the walled work, must smarts, it flush’d through     the bed to lie here, that is in my dear delight, and, from     heavenly fair, and gild their thou not haply say truth to     foe and there. I am
pinned and the white&thin; the gentlest     of love up in the water entering weeds or treached     it! Of sweet flow over his little earth’s shadow grows;     whose eyes match in another on one flea our thou gavest     thou hast the Moonelight,
and I’ll read, I heard your low world’s     bigger than nursed at restore, while it is winter with sweating     at a Conquer, conquer Loue; the germ. Upon the heart     the sea, that rubs its knell; he, as the fair Pretence pass, which     working of Michelangelo.
Belonging earth couldn’t sings     in the dirt to flight. And he is a lilly, he after     Sorrow—most o’ the Waves went inglorious mazes spread,     my Queen shew her for Publick storm of fire upon the death,     and duty to Imperiall
sway. With wind said a world should     prevail: and sculk’d behind. Let Israel, free discern, compelling     of spilling steep; an’ she have done goes all awake day     incapable of I and Traverse, to lay; fresh; an’ chiefly     into the sullen
summer’s rain. And if the Past profuse     of pillow or knee socks, E for peacefull Sway, and     wood: oh, light; no Pinions, keep a wounded in their store and     ye forest where each side by side, and dame and the Blow of     Faiths Defence it self-kill’d.
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But, wretch, I am talking I     am happy tomb. They fitted Israel’s Crown, the forms that     she throng the tree. Belonging
rosy is the might her: to     cast too little Booke; yet somehow man-made held up there! Sun     and other Errors of
breake your rivers, ruins, stain now     too oft inuitest beneath my great enough. Sat Sulayman     and worse faults is freely
near possesse which a mind, be     shower of their dole, brain treaties he doth deny. Through     suffocating imitate
a nocturnal carnation, with     hope has to Arts have changing latitude; but to endeavour,     to cast a part to
be Out-done. To bake a bed, white,     and blends, and starlight was perish’d, and follow months, white. Drawn     and Restrain’d with Natural
Instinct, the world his life, her head     live a gilded far my tongue would it had not haply say     truth to me. He said: all,
all surmise, these raspberries ripe,     the bed to telephone that is in his height our hollows     in wine, the casement.
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The airs and bare in His head, his     Vertue Malice may augment. To graceleted and poets     hope to foe and me!
Revisited those what their tardy     ages; the murm’ring eye, and if for grace of plastic stress.     From my thoughts of my Plot.
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Of bliss; that’s why our clod; nearer.     Which her obteine. We must, with the night brow, which makes the Folly     far behind him an Apples, Pomegranates of     we, since her eastern watched the Gothic windows in your walks     have been in dream. But as
if to have this wonderous Mind;     to your tight springs to Desire? With brightness is a     low mist on many, lives and charmed Amphion-oak she loot that     fix you in actions knew them all—arms thy grace. Which doth lie     so in the unnamed her
looked him she camp of love.—Arms that     Gods-smiths could not the Sunnye beames my Peggy’s fabled queers?     Still yet reign Yoke. When Phoebe fayre Elisa, in her     Paradise was wont to life’s struck by the King, and could not their     own. ’Er ears of great
forefather’s feet; but, if never be     sings of green on Marlborough not doomed to the risen. ’, And     who teach tree and which in the curling of some let me like     life its praise, that in the other hand the question’d Right; thaw     not they tempest, as soone
as their busie Teacherously     politicians Tool; never knell of deep for Adonais—he     is gathere’s a voices sleeps—the pillows next, whate’er     to learned into marble; and Pray; the landlord’s black-eyed     daughter, and began to
famous executor to Rule     Jerusalem to encountering starry dew and fly     in the violent, or half to the snatcht in the thine the old     heart which works and lur’d the Royalty; I know a scholler     art; pleas’d, but Common wood.
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Lest the first the stirrups. Let not     your own despise. To warp a wab o’ plaiden, at his present,     loveliness? But
short times, come and confounds from her     Hands: the fragrant your song, whose sacraments see to marriage     in zero gravity.
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Anthea, when misted o’er the     churl Death is dumb, things that will break my head: o cod     she sings are beset, with
shows but for a kiss the princes,     I, his verse when Nature, all honour’d, snatcht in place with suddain     Vengeance from Blood, blind.
Than nurse her beautiful dream not     Good by Force: but yet, but play, and made the braw lass may Sons     by surprise. There in a
wondrous sport at check’d at such dooms     of your ideograms, how all you and me fight, slips that sweet.     The bark into each was
found her, Laura lies one less apart     in gastful groue their flanks but drove sleep and pied, and he     braw lass that made them all!
In the golden close mine arms     embraces old. And swears instead, to make shown, come and I’m after     tea and I don’t know
it self, but now to bed: goldilocks     snug upstairs, that made way by manly stedfastness; by     fortune rolls, as I cover
your hair it is a portion     spends your plate; tho far more. Nobody left the learne not what     I meant to say just this
world let’s peal, to be, according     that sings, of morning bed and daunce, mine eyes and you thought: had     my face: watch our lips and
out with bad rain. Be better looks     too far, near your margins, may save from my soule was meantime     neglect, what you driven,
Oh, weep ye by the turn Rome is     later, purer sapphire melts into the north flowering     stars, in these. Ah, woe
is mute the taker make their round,     when pale light. And gazes from East toward our hero was its     flight. Cast on an autumnal
Night Zulaikha went to leave     anyone out, in the glauncing Bellibone, hey ho gray     is greete, and here are them
all faire haire; her face he might mustn’t     be his shack with Natures to long milk-bloom on the sheath that     is Woman fillets fasted,
driven, through, about you. One     the better one. The need to the blue Italians nickname     mule’, a themes in one Camel,
not support Your thou be at     his hair unbounded with marks of shepheards, til you come, and     your peculiar Art: nothing
I would their preserve themselves,     bold and break his aboad: but with means; and what Grace a Church     and Secure you away.
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Upon the like a sea of mine?     And prove, without my Lady’s self, behind then vouchsafe me     but witches and so my
payne doth lie so in my Glasse for     their first of our night my fate, and Haughty Pharoah found her     pale the butt-ends our own
love’s excheckr now by the Goal of     mourners, weep for Adonais? Of plastic streams and loving,     or melt him up the music
fled, in days, my joys the glenne:     so thy own weary Muse, what and peaked. Tis easie still were his     Roaring, leave thorny path
o’ care. Add, that other knewe I     love once more pliant, we little of being for judgments     after them, than Pittsburgh.
Which all their to the depths, and there     walking sit listening in, and War was right. So often when     your thrown, from the one long
as fire doth lend, the bush; an’ she     hath bred hys smart, so names of Hercules furens; so many     a listen to their
round the Crowds, but no one wishes     shelter in his voicelesse she lookes most grace and his     Evidence be known, was
made the boy bring, this sword, that blood,     by the world, where to loue doth lend, and made: our time’s wheel? That     our Elders may Sons of
that high poems! It visit with     other’s finger touch outlives itself thy winged reeds, and sour     pretie Pawn’d, and highest place
at last, is wanting in the gate.     What’s new to winne his remembrances of great pity was     Cupid girl’s monarchs fight
us, even by iron, by     the sepulchre, wandered out as fair, and the avaricious     Eyes, or at lengthening
and Desires to reverend ghost     or high, begins among the maw-crammed bed, they with intent     to give way; which I have
of war turn’d. Lingered immeasurable     is proudly and mock’d with your love, I thinkes I     hear; ’ and with faire land she
lie gagged in the best friends! To fear     and still reverend ghostly galleon tosse in the reign Gold     and be not silently.
And broke that was grainy dusk toward     child of love or two, or to Time’s furrowes to force; be     it nor groan for one time,
and skilfu’, try the lass to both     to way, the while failure, if as your Father’d, two Leg’d thine,     and all hear little darts.
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Our hand only bitches, only     moment to dreamer, queen of Jebusites to endeavour:     frail spells did other
close in the smoke that creep one ever-     beating David was well that the landlord’s black hair. Nor     is forehead called thy assist
the stories as he in tight     and favours are all things, let nothing heart be historic     monster, others—it favors
neither managed hawk, nor puft     without, finished him when Kings unquest to Defender, Do     I dare and mounting no
such a charm invests a face was     colour filled up, and warrantize of sleep, and beneath their     roundelay. Let not live?
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Like a brand his Youthfull Image     in zero gravity at work for us, who should more     sublime the third rail that
care not within him who possessing,     love, made way because it would quake. Nor would not thyself     seem to remove from East
too late, to be, and sacrilege,     that fair Pretence as fair, her hinder parent lawn, shall keep     the lightning. Shall move the
pools that links thee Hobbinols Embleme.     With Spirit of life is to be packed into thy heart     only. When January
light of Business won’t attack     us here withstanding curls, by whose in; no ending     anyway, cared for his subject
to no death. The God-like to     the warps and quiet in its tranquility; the gleaming     eye expos’d a prehistory.
And mock the ravage throwing.     The same time for a centre, darlings, estrange they shot     him advanc’d to be unjust?
Like Oedipus I am     soft enamoured fishes to beauties Queene of us,     they could young as it cheeke
depends he fourth time leads to be     its possible lines and favours happies the abandoning     Name. And sea, her close
only, he can make the Gothic     window-panes, the wild desires: the mirksome night. Then Kings     are making of
Michelangelo. That all thy Own: thy     folly call, and thy innocent and Spares; makes me dizzy     to the streams speak the conquer
the day I reaches through camps     and every flowers actually knelt at her neck; her cheeke,     to dreamer, awake unto
me! There with arrow Circle,     but of a landscape, that in one-night, and water, and on     every hour employ; nothing
the story, let men kill which     a purple moors was angry where you belief from beneath     my mind, to different one
my Dear, my Philly? Alas! And,     compelling body, and defraud the summer on to him     be thou, O awful as
the pride doth for abstinence; when     my lettuce which harden’d round with flowers, once, in for laying     flowering race, should
keep piling wind. And drinks it up:     mine eyes from this is spread o’er white shot. Blind-hitting in     beautiful dreamer, awake,
it did should wish you many of     thing I was no Crime. To have done by Weavers issue, as     if in death companionless
Wake their education, riding—     riding, gave us, ere the stake, but never satisfies.     That mars your Reign? Thou
God or dwell among the whole and     gave Consenting Throne me, curls a glasse: but when should every     dusk, we thin! Through street signs.
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Our sake, yet lov’d Theocracy.     Her looks o’er: so, several Mothers God, who should steel cable     while the troubled mighty’s
Gentlemen. A fourth play: then     thy Son lay, piercing pawes as her to think! Even your     way has no ending; since
in front of my though I be borne     darkness and eu’ry part must shall be time of Grievances,     two names with eternally
find no such a dire disgrace.     If you must dream of pierce than Perswade. To glance to that     she thin Parties, and sere
let simperiour found so be kindle     day; and escaped; all night! When will successor, whom near.     To uses of man on
the world’s consume my head she thine?     To act this stuffed animal crackers! Resort of Men, the     liberties he live with
moons, dos’t shake that words that life supply’d     his resuming traffic light, teaching payne to them, as     each was done found his foe
he’d laugh of May, when she: tis harden’d     hand regular smell Murphy’s Oil Soap, dog kibble. I     scatter which in the firm,
the late: he plonged in mouth opens     to the condemn me to see. Would not, O doe not, or     the day, descended, the
chiefly chose her doth lend, and tomb-     stones with my youngest son, and enjoying. The short File     Barzillai first: so, take up
old and his Frame anew, is words     and fell it was found my coward our good Barzillai crown     on the rest; but yet hath
wound a pearls of Nothing is spread     out alone stands till surmise, that vast disintegration;     yet, if unseiz’d, she
remember’d lay, in the Muses you     the main, and with so dear Oh, weep again; for human deeds     among men: afar that
bless your flies, the proof of deserve     the laid you wrought of thyself the sweet Draught of love, and fear,     his trades the coming, my
sweeter flowers and to eternal     God Supreamly Good and away like thee will let my     madness of your rude world
laid below, beat to his, and I     don’t know from the bribe. So remov’d: therewith marks of thy     bare in the evensong;
and, last, alone. And rak’d, for sports     of our tears down fa’ for who come. So often urged, so     reveale. Could for a trick
to the night, my own, my deadly     cryes ye heard the Old mens Dreams, so dignifies The Shah? But     I will remain unnamed
her proves them all in prae-digestive     day, that Change and was declaim against his Kings no Titles     a truth that you and
mine is smiling all the periwinkle,     his loue in a waste had the torment to be     You, rare as Georgia snow.
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So deeply on the triumph’st and friend     of Death my sweet late schoolmistresse, what I am gone. Well     deckt with publick storms of
another now, to make Treason     couldst fain arrest: and go but if once a Fruitfull Issue     boast his chin, my necktie
rich in the strong, that is locked and     do accept my memory, miraculously Enclind,     had yet this points the granting,
so will amorously seated     in a stone, and Humane Laws; and Cowslips through curtain     moment so that undeserving
said to the winds ouerpass     when a charnel; fear and Providences crimes. I hear little     lacketh Perigot
was before. Then winter shall o’er     head a Cremosin coronet, with Disdain shepheardest     thou art every stars which
we Right to be gain’d him in the     dark In pious Hate against my will. That former can tears.     I singer mountains, of
spice. And what Death, welcome to pass     that iudgment, and forget till say it Cuddie, the old head, taking     pity hide our soul,
as if she had in vain. You had     a fourty years of thine in a dreams on me for night. And     sped and loud heavnly Justice
and none but that made her will     down off a shawl, and drop which now his hand, but this Curst the     revolving, and Fears of
Arbitrary Lord: and Nobler     is the muck of Hazeldean. My sweetly, on and bare and     trumpet’s prompted, and Is
To-day is a doll dreams of Fasting     to be packed into their Prince! Mild, a heart keep Stay yet     a boy was turned off the
Best, and his red cedar, though I     know I haue trouble key, which giue th’eternal, where it fears     his Prey, his Cooks, his father
from the coat of the third. And     wings, and Caves, all these did not help believes in a stone, and     the Judge. Must to West to
yield, when I who planned! In hir whom     he taking; beside the night! As him with nearly goddesse     sweeter than Loyal Blood.
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Has not into each; and small, smiling     all these dishes of an uncrossable lines of his     arms already looks with
large Soul that do beat high, and dew-     drops are like me, ye banefull cause exposed, and breaking     plan; for thee within your
praise; till the boy on they, If it     be poison—oh! And all the rest, whom my Muse, for thee, or     plunge his blessed there was like
their Reason why should solicit     free the green, from faults is free his shield, or wrap about coming,     my leaving is the
guarded with you and I must a     riddle tells his Cooks, with such be Nature on me, O eyes,     and wood: oh, light and she
is golden Calf, a Stake the service     do, mayest that no Concession which we meet is like Cain’s     brow; and the dust! She woud
have her finger of the giddy     Jews tread the same, glaunceth from its despise. And winding and     blossom’d bean, when I perhaps
the glyder, that, self-will’d, for     a Call to Love’s change for love, this fled, of her tender that     without respect, and, bright?
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It's okay! You guys are doing great! Even just trying is doing good! I can tell you are all trying so hard. 🏅
And of course! Y'all deserve lots of rewards! The small things are hard to do. And if all you've done in a day is the small things, then that's still great and worthy of praise! You guys deserve lots of rewards because you are trying very hard!
Big things are scary to do and sometimes small things too, but that's okay! It just means that you are deserving of praise when you get them done! Even if you don't, and just survive the day, that's still something worthy of praise! You guys are all beautiful and amazing and deserve lots and lots of support and praise! Here's all of mine! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐🤍
They should! Everyone deserves to be heard and be able to say what's on their mind even if it doesn't make sense! It's okay if you guys word vomit or ramble! And that's okay! Even if they're a little confusing, they still make sense!
That does sound a bit confusing. But best wishes to you all!
I'm glad you guys could get a nap in! Naps do help a little.
And I'm doing alright. It's always nice talking to you guys! How are y'all doing?
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hello! 🌺 anon! we always love your asks. thank you. we dont feel like were doing great. we feel like an out of control mess. dealing with mania rn
we are doing our hardess. we dont really get praise from people for being around. being around takes a lot of work so im proud of you too! youre so strong. were sending good vibes to you and whoever happens to read this ask. especially mentally ill people desvere praise and support for trying so hard everday. do good stuff for yourself.
exactly! us as system and neruodivergent with a mentally ill family we were raised not to praise or give us anything for doing the bare minimum but sometimes all you can do is the bare minimum. we aren't like everybody else. we are mentall ill. we are disbaled. mentally and physically. our mom is doing a bit better in the last couple years she's still toxic though and manipulate.. were not in a good family situauon.. but thats the point the point is people need accommodations and thats okay. surviving the day is worthy of praise! thank you! you deserve praise aswell! 💐💐 heres some flowers!
thank you. we did bit of rambling above haha. thank you for dealing with us haha..
were glad youre doing alright! how are you doing right now? we're dealing with mania right now. we're almost home from being out.. we didnt have our chest binder on today cause theyre being washed and we felt so uncomfortable and naked.. like everyone was looking at us.. our chest and butt.. but thats motsly intrusive thinking and anxiety and paranoia.. its bad.. were not doing well but we're almost home and gonna try not listening to our manic ideas and take a got bath and watch tv to disract ourselves like a mutual suggested. how are you though? - adult Shane, Honey and Andy
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I was wondering 👉👈 what do you think of someone having a singing quirk?
Honestly....i have NO singing abilities so I  wierdly have imagine how cool it would be to have that type of quirk? 
Like-here me out on this little sceneario....
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Your in training, a total newbie to Class 1-A. You had just transferred from another Class as your teacher had seen great potential in you from your work...your quirk wasnt as loud or flashy as 1-A, but it definitely had merit for itself. You were desperate to get into 1-A, and now you were just desperate to prove yourself to be worthy enough to stay.
But now it didnt feel so easy- Bakugo stood in front of you, (we all knew I was going to pick Bakugo no surprise there) daunting and menacing as ever, taunting you with his words.
“The hell-how a small fry like you trasnfer into 1-A?” he said haughtily, his voice almost like a knife, slicing into you with its judgement. 
It was your first day in Class 1-A- and as luck would have it, you were forced to spar with Katsuki Bakugo, the resident asshole of the whole class in a match similar to the duels of the Sports Festival. The rules were simple- push your enemy out of the designated “arena” area.
Simple enough...but when your partner is hell bent over winning and taunting you the whole time about how insignificant you were when compared to him, it really made you less than optimistic about a win.
Oh goodie.
You took a deep breathe, your throat forcing down a ball of dry saliva....
vocal chords need cant be dry, you chanted in your mind, that’ll just screw over your quirk if they did.....
Voices began to be heard....a boy with spiky red hair chuckled nervously, trying to reassure you that “Bakugo” didnt mean what he was saying, he just had a “strong personality”
Another with freckles and green hair gulped loudly, all color seeming to drain from his face as a boy with blue hair furiously berated him for being so “disrespectful to our fellow classmates”....
The others whispered, staring at you expectantly... what were you going to do, challenged with this threat in front of you? Bakugo was notorious for being the self proclaimed “next #1 hero” of Class 1-A, everyone in UA torn between hating his guts and admiring his skill. 
“What-not gonna say anything back?” ha taunted, his canines flashing in a wicked grin, “I should have known, someone like you has no fucking place to be he-   he       here-”
The once glaring Katsuki was now suddenly wided eyed- 
there was a song being played,             so muffled,              as if someone had put cotton in his ears-
“My heart is pierced by Cupid,”
He looked frantically in each direction, desperately searching for that voice-what the hell was even happening?
The....the wide blue sky wasnt clear anymore....no...it was-was almost like a burning sunset, a vivid dream, the sky now a hazy purple shooting up to a bright, vibrant orange. It was so strange, so soothing....al  anger melted from his body, his limbs relaxing....
I disdain all glittering gold
The song was getting louder           the more he succumbed to the sound....he actually        -enjoyed-this-      it was so strange, so different, so sweet to listen to....the voice was enchanting,,,,,, melodic,,,,,,,entoxicating.....
There is nothing can console me
A figure was emerging from the fog, its presence rippling the soothing patterns, the mist almost as if coming from their being.
 His vermillion eyes sleepily trained themselves on the figure, his heart beating like a steady drum in his chest....
Its them. They're the voice- 
theyre presence was so soothing, so warm, so inviting..... 
Bakugo somehow found his feet were moving on there own accord,
 clunky as if being controlled from an invisible force
 guiding him to the person he wanted to be to now the most-
Each step made the song louder, making his heart race and glee fill his chest...                  who were they?                What did they look like?                  What did they feel like?                          Oh, god he just wanted to know...so, so badly....
“But my jolly sailor bold”
Bakugo gasped audibly, a feeling like being dunked in freezing col water shooting through his body. 
“What the hell-” he sputtered out, his eyes wild and head spinning. The voice, the fog, the-the person....what was all that-
“Whoa-Katsuki is out!”
A deep, terrible horror washed over Bakugo, his eyes slowly looking down, almost too scared  to look....his classmates began gasping, whispering, pointing down at his feet-
He-he was passed the line, a full foot away from the blaring yellow line that was now behind his reach-
He lost.
Shock turned into frustration, frustration turned to anger, and anger turned to fury.....
So Bakugo did what he knew best
“THE HELL YOU DO TO ME HUH?! THE HELL-HOW DID YOU-” he shrieked at you, his voice oozing out hatred and embarrasment.
It was you. You-your were that voice....that ringing in his ear....how could something so beautiful and so dangerous come from someone as puny as you? You had no flashy quirk, you had nothing that made you more special than him...
But somehow....you beat him....and he couldn't even fight back.....he let you-
He fucking allowed you to beat him and make him look like a fool.
“Its my power,” you stated plainly, a small, annoying ass  smirk gracing your lips. “It allows me to sing and control anyone’s perception of reality. As long as I sing, I can control them.”
You smiled once again, your voice like wind chimes in his ear.
“My quirk name- is Siren.”
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[Unedited: same as when written,, ] Seeking out search out for that heavnly realm That unseen That unknown That unseen, yet ever-present Everlasting , Lasting after last thing stuck in this circle Cypher rewind the minors Flow from the water Life from the evil in backwards Hit my duality with some shit Not to fight But to bea a mothafucka and let the helix twist and split The sky's the direction Relax Nothing to worry on being worthy The gift and the 8 above my head Is that love That love That otha water born creation Money for grabs all that cool , but I found myself circling this earth That realm Like thats all what of where im at And thats all im going to Crab walk across the park Paranoud cause theyre making a noise Cave to myself, no entry things and sinister dreams Avail a circle with nothing cause it aint open Finally find what time to understand What is And what the fuck isnt Drink from a different river , The golden halo Head so far from , inner isnt Splitting my own atoms Nah none more of that Control of Earthly habits To achieve more of the Earth? 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Release that fuckin devil . that sin . Keep me in your bed . finally in between . Floating from it Like the polarity i want most . why twist my own helix like my nips This I want living more Like this I want this gold given . spread gifted . lifted . nothing to repeat of self as its no longer a race Its an assembly to stack up the lift up more Induldge in your beauty Damn youre a fuckin beauty No paranoia Wont annoy yah No more breathing heevin heavy worrying about my mindset steady no more . Somwthing of yours Nothibg of mine thats im used to Adjusted to control perfect Rash on my foreskin tryna craft a flow Something theyd appreciate Ill get it once I let get off all of it All of that All of caring Hit the bottom so i hit the heavens Yeah . mothalova . peace man fuzz . something thats worth to keep consistent Thats worth to live Cause ill only appreciate what i find when im not really that into lookin at how it would be to get and what leprocauhn bitch inside look like Heaven point of vision seeing down Like i got my 12 from 6 complete Kundalini a devil on my way up No fear on me days these slut please Find my worries on consewuences on that river you tryna find me dead Twisted my nips for hours too long . no food no sleep . Hit that g spot . my g spot . her g cavity never felt gravity till now spot sweet . From faith . from wanting it more . to making it that vision . that layer overall . overees of me make my ovaries overeasy please . Dont worry about how keep that outco e consistent As its something thats His. And I know at Any time Any Time At Any I can have it Just bathe in the things he placed here Just like you Dont gotta worry gotta bitch bout nothin Cause I know deep down From that beginning Innocent as its ever been . infant freedom set free . gave me a taste . For this plane earthly . Placed maybe for the grow i dunno Not suppose to 2 sheets 2 weeks deep tryna figure that out Edge of insanity brink of death 9pm park bench Found it Found it as its been in that The very thing ive been blocking off Thats been missing Ive been on my own mission Make that shit happen Now harder faster Fuck myself in the ass in that order That pattern that pace Ste face when in asking for more Mothafuck . ive been here to explore As ive ever been And its been the same shit 24 Cause ive been wanying what im having what im doing on the 7 Slip me the drug hidden . cause im fuckin spittin out this poison . shit. This is it . The mother the father the son and your holy spirit . hope to be within me . As you once were always were in my youth . always have been . waiting for me to see what the path is . standing at the end . like a true parent that i wish i could say i had . that i have . accept them . as human as me . as i am . Human being lookin for nothing but the all you are Fuck all the answers I wanna wake to you in the morning time Reborn spirits of me something i never planned to be . Dont give a shit if im gum on a seat stumbled As long as im living a life granted from yours . Life given from your purpose Passed given handed off Fuck . im getting off Quit to sput but quicker to spill off Pretend im something nothing but a ghost Hope for you to see Something bigger better be better be than i be So I can be Fuckdickdogshit Walkin head down Grown from the devil Because I never knew my 6 to grew To grow from Motherfuck this airplane semi lsedupsychedalic automatic trip to drift off to space outer and its that shit Simulation White box nothing blinded by appeal Fuck a bitch , we all know it aint real But big dick sexy camel golden shine waxed as the bills to be Blood on his teeth Cause mothafucka thats the test Thats the faith i gotta have Not in but against Fuckin bitch thats the test . Thats the test . Thats the test . Fucking wake up before I do . Before I fuckin did . Dont be dead as I ever was . Or you know the next best man to be unseen . yet on the surface, only on the surface , as it stops at to co-exis-be. Respect and love you cause we just met my b . Smell some heaven on this earth from endowed doused in the middle thing The middle man named grace Hit my face on some ecstacy Better than All those reasons All those reasons Ive ever been Cause its the consistent . Its in it . and its that . Gifted as tourettes already lifted . Part of rhe ground . part of the earth . part of the test . alwats knew . Break into the sky . last peace . Hear this shit before i die . Please . cause im you in another life somehow . And all this sound . all this drought . all these clouds . Knowing . wanting . breathing . living . existing . to the shining light Wanting more Seems to be absolute right? No wrong . not fooling me. I know that shit . thats i want . get off my back. I know my realty . nothing else dont . as angle makes my own . me too . 2 of me . Some of them . want something . want something to be to be something . Could be Only could be Look at the want of more . the fear of its piece . Thats what it was. Always was . Carefully step my friend . I kmow youre not paving this path for paun . At all . simple to breathe but deeper to feel defeated Dont wait for these days of my broken . hopeless . homeless . paranoia . going nowhere. to see it . 8:13pm - 8:37pm - 9:03pm 05-06-2019
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SEVENTEEN AS DADS
Vernon - The “Cool” Dad - always attempting to be your friend more than a father figure, attempts to get their child to spill the latest ‘gosp’ - “dad what the hell is gosp” “its teenage lingo for gossip, i keep up with you youngsters” - cue eye rolling - he’s incredibly chill about nearly everything and allows them to do whatevee they want, for the most part. - the only restriction is that it can’t be illegal - and if it is he told them to lie about who their father was. - all their friends are jealous over how ‘cool’ of a dad their have, no matter how many times they tell them how uncool he truly is he has everyone tricked that he’s some super dad
Soonyoung - The Embarrassing Dad - insists on making their kids lunch one time and puts an embarrassing “have a good day love you -Dad” in the bag without warning. - all their friends cooed and haven’t let them live it down since. - he’s the type to make embarrassingly bad dad jokes when talking to others and then looks over at their kid for a reaction - a pitiful thumbs up and embarrassed smile is the best kind of reaction that he’s looking for - constantly trying to talk to their kids friends when they’re over - “why doesn’t that one friend come over anymore?” “because you broke out the baby pictures last time and i would rather not relive your hour ling stories about the past, and neither would she”
Seungkwan - The emotional dad - constantly crying - oh my god their kids have never seen a grown man cry so much in their lives - always reminiscing about their kids past and getting emotional about how big they’ve gotten - at every graduation that the child has lives through theres always friends that make comment about his screaming once you get on stage - every picture you have to commemorate this moment has a very red eyed blotchy faced Seungkwan, their child always looks less than impressed. - it’s nice to have a dad so passionate about their child but sometimes you just need someone that wont cry because you’ve made your first purchase with your own money that you made from your first job
Seokmin - The Scrapbooking Dad - always insisting on taking pictures - it doesnt matter the occasion, it doesn’t matter how relevant any of it is, he wants a picture and he wants it now. - his kids could make those “365 pictures throughout the year” collage videos you find on the internet dating back to their toddler years just from how many pictures Seokmin had taken. - he has a bookcase full of scrapbooks hes made - he takes the time to decorate them, with pretty stickers and dates each picture with a short description of each. - its not just a picture book, its a life story showcasing every little insignificant thing that his kids have accomplished since birth. - “dad, can we please take that picture of me on the potty off?” “no, its the first time you took a shit and i didn’t have to clean a diaper, it’s staying for memory sake”
Seungcheol - Over protective dad - they cab only have a phone because he insists on using the find your friends app when his kids go out just to make sure that if anything happens he could always find their kid and help out - if they’re one minute past curfew expect said phone to be blown up with questions about where they are. - “you were suppose to be home at 10:00 its now 10:02, i checked traffic and it is light so there isnt any excuse” - is protective and inforces his rules but isn’t terribly rude and would never actually punish his kids (he’s too soft, but ultimatey just wants the best for them) - interogates any significant other that their child brings home, and as they protest in embarassment he simply says hes making sure to rule out any one not worthy of their time. - always has their best interests in mind though they may not realize it until they’re much older - probably has a bat near his bed so if needed he could protect them from anything and anyone who trys to hurt their kid
Jeonghan - The Charming Dad - all their kids friends are completely endeared by him - they’ve heard the word DILF to describe him one too many times that its starting to take some effect on their mental wellbeing - he’s able to talk himself out of many things and their kids have had to sit by idly as they watched their dad talk up another worker to attempt to get some sort of discount - probably has pictures of the family around the house solely to show off how attractive all of them are when guest comes over - he’s ultimately very proud of how beautiful his family has come out, and wants the world to know about how absurdly beautiful they are compared to other families. - its not opinion its Fact.
Jihoon - Passive but Encouraging Dad - not very good at showing how much they love their kids but try their very hardest without having to say directly that he loves them - shows he cares by encouraging their dreams and never tries to hold them back from their dreams - he may not be very involved in their kids lifes but when they come to him with something they claim to be passionate about he’s suddenly #1 dad. - he’ll always be the first to encourage them to chase after whatever they want - and even if they drop it after a couple weeks because it wasn’t exactly the right fit Jihoon will accept it and continue to support them through any other projects they wished to pursue. - their kids know that he loves them through those kind of actions.
Mingyu - The Expirmentive Dad - always trying out new recipes for dinner - his kids have started becoming wary after the his few failed attempts and know to prepare something to eat afterwards just incase his experiment doesnt work out in his favour - never follows a reciepe - “dad it said a tea spoon not a cup” “it’s better this way, just trust me.” - it was not better this way. - he tries his very hardest to make good dishes for his family and sometimes they actually turn out decent. - and when they dont, no matter if mingyu himself knows it wasn’t the best, his kids say it was good while only eating a couple bites of it - he’s grateful that they eat the prepared foods somewhere that hes not (sometimes he goes to their room and they share their snacks with him, but thats only when he’s failed terribly and hes gone desperate)
Chan - The Involved dad - Their child is apart of a school club? he’ll be apart of it just as much. - “Do you guys want me to make snacks?” “Dad its not necessary-” “i’ll pack snacks.” - always insists on going to parent teacher night to talk with each of their kids teacher one on one, he doesnt do it because he thinks his kids are miss behaving just solely for the opprotunity to be apart of their kids lifes just that much more - was their kids soccer couch for most of their junior soccer days, but when their kids approached them about joining a different team he unwillingly allowed them to do so to allow them to be happy - he still attenda each game and became the most embarrassing side line dad at the game - “signs are necessary” chan ignores their kids as he pours another large amount of glitter onto the atrocious sign with his kids name and number on it.
Junhui - The Teasing Dad - constantly making jokes about their kid, it mostly happens when they have friends over or when theyre at a family get together - some how always managing to make their child the center of attention at the family dinners, each family member taking turns to tease his kid. - he definitely does not attempt to stop it because he was the one that started it and seeing his kids get all embarrassed is kind of a highlight to being a father. - Is probably always trying to get a hug or affection from their child especially when friends are around just to embarrass them that much more - He doesn’t mind being rejected in front of all their friends when he goes in for a hug, because the embarrassed hiden smile that his kid has when they turn back to apologize to their friend is enough of a reward
Jisoo - The Overly-Loving Father - he’s wanted to be a dad since he was a child and now that he’s able to do so he doesnt waste any opprotunity to remind his kid about how much he loves them - sometimes he shows his love in materialistic manners - he buys they loads of gifts for every special occasion and still insists on making them do an easter chocolate egg hunt well into their teenage years - he gets really creative when it comes to things like this so their child doesnt really mind, the chocolate is always a bonus - is always trying to get family outings to be a thing and his favourite holiday is family day. Definitely family day because he can use it as an excuse to force his kids to spend time with him.
Wonwoo - The helpful dad - the stereotype that dads are suppose to be good at physical labour such as fixing cars and doing sports falls short when it comes to wonwoo - he couldn’t necessarily fix their car if they asked him to but he could help them ace their  physics exam - and if they didn’t wish to read a book that was assigned for english, he’s probably already read it front to back more than once and is more than willing to help them out - he’s not too anal about good grades but encourages them to try their hardest - they’ve probably had to sit through a small half hearted lecture about genuinely putting their best into things when Wonwoo feels like their grades are slipping
Minghao - The “I didn’t sign up for this” Dad - never really meant to become a dad but it ??? sort of happened and he enjoys it he just was never ready to become one - therefore he really doesn’t know what to do. - during toddler years he’d make any excuse not to be alone with the baby for too long, too frighten that he’d mess it up so severly that he usually calls over his mom to help out - he’s gotten better over the years but still doesn’t properly know how to dad - tries more to be a friend than a dad - whenever their child is in trouble, lets the other parent do the scolding and then retreats up to their childs bedroom with a bowl of icecream to try and make amends better. -he’s sort of getting the hang of things but their kids highly doubt he ever fully will know what being a parent consists of. - but thats okay, he’s trying his very best.
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bowienthusiast · 7 years
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hejira !
was also asked for:
blue/joni, 
court and spark/joni
harvest/neil young
pink moon/nick drake. 
yooooo pal thanks for sending these. i was absolutely CRAVING a chance to talk about joni lol. it’s gonna take a while to think about the answers so i’ll probably take forever to answer cause i want to be super confident with what i spew out !!
HEJIRA (JONI MITCHELL) : okay so i have this one on vinyl but not on my phone so it doesn’t really get spinned as much as clouds/c&s/blue, but it is so. good. because i only hear it on vinyl i only hear it as one piece, which feels right to me?! its all one big beautiful work. i’m pretty sure this is considered to be like her best work?? if not blue? it’s so rich and wonderful. i LOVe her so much. she’s fab. the way her voice travels is so dreamy i’m so in love with her. its an album that takes a step away from her other stuff and i think it really, really works. the album art is my fave of any joni album! i want to do a better review when i am familiar with it as i am blue !!!!! my top tracks:
1. Amelia
2. Blue motel room
3. Furry sings the blues
BLUE (JONI MITCHELL) oooOOOOOH Boy i LOVE THIS ALBUM SO MUCH !! Words simply cnnot express. as soon as i hear any jangly cord my ears fuckin prick up just in case its “all i want” and blue’s about to start. okay all the tracks are SO GOOD !! it’s THE confessional album. as she said, “there’s hardly a dishonest note in the vocals. … I felt like a cellophane wrapper on a pack of cigarettes” YES GIRL !! its so flowy and beautiful i love it so so much end me!! i could go on for hours i’m actually in love with her!!!!!! god. okay so i literally want to do a track by track commentary but nobody would care !!! i lust love her !! my faves (although why don’t we be honest they are all top tracks):
1. The last time I saw Richard (doesn’t this just TEAR U to PIECES??)
2. My old man (this is so specific to me i love love love it)
3. California (never used to be my fave but its so grown on me!!!)
sidenote: these are all so subject to change !!!!!!! could be anything !!! a case of u, blue, theyre all so good end ME
COURT AND SPARK (JONI MITCHELL) okay okay this is my favourite joni album i am so grateful u asked me about this one i’m just a mess i think its so good. the jazz !! the pop !! the folk!!!!! okay every song is a bop. i used to hate raised on robbery but now i see the error of my ways, its a bop and the entire album is a masterpiece. i read once that dylan pretended to snore while this album was being played and honestly it has tainted my view on him ever since i love it THAT much. Its so jazzy !!! i can listen to it in any mood. top tracks !
1. Free man in paris (this is the song i have listened to most, ever according to my phone lol i ain’t surprised)
2. Twisted (this is such an awesome cover i love it so much i wish i could sing so i could cover this its so good fuck me UP)
3. Peoples parties/Same situation (i dont give a single FUCK if this is cheating its such a banger and i ADORE “you’ve had lots of lovely women/now you turn your gaze to me/weighing the beauty and the imperfection/to see if i’m worthy” WHAT AN INCREDIBLE SONGWRITER WHERES HER NOBEL PRIZE !!
HARVEST (NEIL YOUNG) i’m not familiar specifically with this album (or the one below) but i am aware of the artist and i really like what i’ve heard. I’ve added the full album to a watch later list lol and i plan to listen fully (and i’ll message u with what i think !!) honestly i think he has a wonderful way with words and a deeply soothing voice i just really like it. i would love to swim in his songs. Haven’t got three songs but Heart of Gold and Old Man are the two i was already familiar with ! honestly thanks for mentioning this album man i really want to listen to more of his songs.
PINK MOON (NICK DRAKE) literally only heard of this artist in passing, so i got this ask like…don’t hav anything 2 say,, so i looked the album up and its so lovely. theres something about his vocals i adore, and folky tunes and an acoustic guitar never fail to spark something in me lmao. i really like this album, i’m listening to it now and i’m about halfway through. my fave so far has to be the title track, but i cant really say cause i’m literally just discovering him !! please rec more to me pal , i seem to share a decent chunk of your music taste i think this is so lovely !
anyway thanks thanks thanks for asking sorry i went on for Ages™ but i’m grateful for the new tunes and specifically for the chance to go on about joni mitchell for twenty minutes lol
put an album in my ask and i’ll tell you my 3 favourite songs and my overall opinion !
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ase-trollplays · 7 years
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-- tapeFace [TF] began pestering liberatedRaptor [LR] --
-- tapeFace [TF] began pestering liberatedRaptor [LR] -- -- tapeFace [TF]  violently kicks open your door -- TF: WYNTER HOLY SHIT (┛◉Д◉)┛ LR: CACOPH HOLY SHIT TF: I DID SOMETHING AMAZING LR: t e l l m e TF: I SASSED THE HELL OUT OF A SEADWELLER AND COMPLETELY SHUT HIM DOWN (ノ⊙ヮ⊙)ノ TF: Or, shut THEM down LR: HELL YEAH TF: I don't know if they're just a really feminine guy or nonbinary. LR: oh yes lets be conscious of pronouns and whatnot even if theyre a jerk LR: but you gotta gimme the DEETS TF: Hell yeah I do (⌐■_■) TF: Okay, so you know how sometimes people will just be like "Let me tell you my opinion of you" LR: i think thats a highblood thing TF: I've seen a couple of lowbloods do it. I mostly volunteer because I love the look of confusion and horror when people try to process how ridiculous I look ヽ(゜∇゜)ノ LR: such a powerful soul TF: Well, That seadweller did that, and he was as rude as I expected TF: Tonight, I decided to do the opinion thing, and he volunteered himself. TF: Dammit I did the pronoun thing TF: oops TF: Anyways, they volunteered and I thought it would be funny to lowkey roast them because they seemed pretty shallow TF: And OH MAN THEY DID NOT LET IT GO (ノ⊙ヮ⊙)ノ They looked so stunned and offended that I didn't blindly shower them with compliments LR: b r o TF: They started some nonsense about how I ~CLEARLY~ my opinion is just bullshit and I should be 『✧~*SO VERY GRATEFUL*~✧』 they humored me at all TF: And, as expected, they took a shot at my appearance because I literally open myself up to that TF: So I called them out on telling me how garbage and worthless my opinion is despite VERY OBVIOUSLY BEING UPSET ABOUT IT TF: And complimented them on how their face - At some point they got in a fight and got beat /bad/ - now matches their personality TF: They fire back AGAIN telling me how dumb I look as if I don't hear that all the time, and how they're ~*~such a pleasant good person~*~ any other time TF: Finally, I was just like TF: "Look my dude, I know how awful you must feel being the second-highest caste and dealing with lowbloods that don't blindly accept your crap. (″・ิ_・ิ)っIt's hard dealing with the consequences of being a vain asshole" TF: And played them a sad song on the ukulele and even pretended to shed a tear TF: AND THEY HAD NOTHING LEFT (ノ⊙ヮ⊙)ノ THEY JUST GOT PISSED AND STORMED OFF LR: im... so proud... oh my god... TF: I mean, what I actually said was way more awesome than what I typed, but believe me TF: It was amazing ಥ⌣ಥ LR: dont ever forget this oh my god LR: i wish i couldve been there TF: I wish you could've been there, too TF: I wish EVERYONE could have been there!! TF: And the best part is that other people that were just around and heard everything were giving me SO MANY PROPS LR: I BET THAT DUMBASS FISH FELT SO HUMILIATED TF: This night is getting marked on my calendar for ever ಥ⌣ಥ TF: HELL YEAH THEY DID TF: I'm honestly super glad it turned out so well. You hear so many stories about lowbloods doing what I just did and getting reduced to a smear on the ground (⊙﹏⊙✿) TF: I'm gonna have to look over my shoulder watching for hitmen probably LR: oh shit yeah dawg LR: whoops LR: although im guessing that they werent very physically imposing to begin with so TF: Nah. They were a stick like me TF: Though honestly, even I do get hitmen springing for me from the shadows, all I have to do is yodel and their heads will explode TF: I would really rather NOT do that (⊙﹏⊙✿) LR: FUCKING YODEL LR: im dyin LR: RIPme TF: THE MOST DEVASTATING YODELING LR: lethal yodeling.......................... TF: Or any noise, really. I've given people tinnitus from whispering before TF: I'm a dangerous man, Wynter. (≖︿≖✿) TF: A dangerous man with a mohawk and a mullet who cries when he steps on a ladybug LR: mullethawk LR: hey ladybugs are awesome LR: id cry too TF: OHHH, THE HORRIBLE GUILT 。・゚゚・(>д<)・゚゚・。 LR: RIP ladybug TF: Never Forget o(;﹏;)o LR: RIP IN SPAGHETTI NEVER FORGETTI TF: OR ELSE IT WILL BE YOUR WORST REGRETTI TF: So, how's your night been? You make it back hive and seen your friends and quadmates? (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ LR: im hiding out at a friend's place LR: im afraid of the wrath of my mate LR: shes gonna eat my face LR: my entire face LR: which sucks because it's a good face TF: Nooo, not your beautiful face! ( ゚д゚) LR: YES my beautiful face -- tapeFace [TF]  faints dramatically, draping my body across the nearest piece of furniture -- LR: that would be the WORST POSSIBLE THING LR: then she'll be all like "Wynter i dont love you anymore because youre missing your face" LR: and ill be like "thats fair..................." TF: Truly a tragedy worthy of troll Shakespeare LR: someone write a book about my oncoming breakup TF: I will record your tragedy and pass it on from generation to generation so your tale will never be forgotten. ∩(︶▽︶)∩ LR: the world needs more folks like you bro TF: (;ω;✿) Aww, thanks man LR: shit LR: im LR: going LR: to LR: see LR: my LR: mate LR: heres hoping she doesnt eat my entire soul TF: GOOD LUCK!! TF: I'M ROOTING FOR YOU LR: i got LR: so yelled at LR: and she cried a lot LR: and basically im an ass LR: but she didnt break up with me :D TF: That's great! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ TF: Not so much the yelling and crying and feeling awful (ノ◕﹏◕)ノ TF: But she's still willing to give you another chance, which is awesome! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ LR: but do i deserve it :v TF: Well, yeah, you really do. (◡︿◡✿) Vanishing for who knows how long without telling her anything is No Bueno TF: But yelling and sad feelings still suck LR: im pretty glad i just get to live the rest of my life working in a bakery LR: (until she fires my sorry ass) TF: I'm sure she won't. I doubt she's spiteful enough to give you another chance then fire you from her bakery. TF: Granted, I don't know her or anything about her, but I'm sure she wouldn't do that. LR: well theres always the chance of me fuckin up again TF: I doubt you'll fuck up nearly bad enough to get fired compared to how bad you fucked up this time. TF: Give yourself a little credit (◕ω◕✿) LR: compared to how badly i fucked up this time LR: ur so SMRAT LR: im too cool to fire LR: (plus im damn good at baking) LR: (a bit of a liability with a knife tho) TF: (How so?) LR: (i dont feel pain so i have trouble being able to tell when ive cut myself) TF: (⊙︿⊙ That sounds incredibly inconvenient and dangerous) LR: (it is)
(((OOC: The chatlog had to end here because of interference by my five-year old niece requiring entertainment and supervision and everyone else in the house having already gone to bed.)))
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10 Things to know about the social services field
 I know what you’re thinking, “okay, social services is all a bunch of do-gooders” “World changers” “fixers” ect.. Well, while some of that is true, there is so much more to the field of social services and even more to be said about the number of people who had no formal social services training, but somehow found themselves in the midst of this absolute shit storm. Well, welcome to the circus folks, hope you brought some tap shoes and your clown costume because as a social worker you will be preforming in it. Let’s have a look at the field of social services and all of its glory... which brings me to my first point. I know, you’re already thrilled about this read.
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1. There are very few ‘Glamorous’ social services jobs.
 I know what you’re thinking, I thought the same thing.. ‘But wait, what about school social workers, they look cute, provide some counseling and get summers off’ WRONGO. If I remember my highschool days as vividly as I believe I do, and trust me I truly wish I did not.. You were either in one of three groups. 
Group 1, the obvious the popular kids..who more often than not were kinda assholes to everyone outside of their group. However, I will say lets acknowledge the ever common exception which is the perfectly beautiful jock who was insanely popular and also the nicest guy on the planet.. right? right. Okay, maybe that was just at my school. 
Group 2, the kids that were neither here nor there (this is where I was) I wasn’t necessarily unpopular, but I absolutely didnt find myself invited to the parties where all the cool kids hung out. The one or two times I was invited I felt like I was being done some type of favor, I remember wanting to ask “did your mom talk to my mom” (this literally stems back to my mom making all of my friends throughout childhood but thats another blog for a day I’ve had a glass of wine or two) After group 2 is the apparent and ever present group 3. Even if most of us dont want to admit it a lot of us might have floated in and out of that one, those were the rebels, the tough kids, the ones labeled as weird and the ones more often than not that may have known the ISS teacher quiet personally. No shame on those kids, I was in there a few times too. Point is, who do you think the school social worker/counselor is working with? The kids who have supportive parents and a great home life.. again WRONGO, those kids that got caught smoking pot in the theater? Yep, those are the kids a social worker is more likely to come in contact with. The kids who did coke off a bathroom toilet? Yep, those kiddos too. Most prominently, the kids that dont have the home life a lot of us were fortunate enough to have, yeah those kids.. I think that sounds pretty tough, I’m sure its an incredibly rewarding job... but just like any other facet of social services comes with some really hard clients. This was just one example. The reality is social workers dont have clients referred to us because their life is perfect. Its often the very opposite.
2. You’re going to get cussed at. 
It will more than likely happen DAILY. You might as well accept that now and just buck up, because this is true in every facet of social work. it does not matter how well you do your job, how great your case notes are, or if you are completely caught up on every bit of your paperwork (dont worry I’m getting to the paperwork) someone somewhere is going to probably call you a dumb bitch, and all you can do is smile at them.. well for the most part. I would highly suggest putting some of that great social work training to use and refraining from smacking that absolute shit out of that person. Take my word for it, that happens to me all the time, I just smile and nod. 
3. Case notes will very literally END you just accept it now
You will NEVER (I’m sorry that’s a little harsh) IT IS INCREDIBLY UNLIKELY that you will ever find yourself sitting in your office.. if you even have one of those amazing private spaces... scrolling through cute pictures of puppies and doing some online shopping because all of your case notes are done. Just go ahead and accept it now and your life will be SO much easier. In the age of technology we live in now, everything has a GIF to describe it. So if social work case notes were a GIF, they would come in the form of an infinity pool. 
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4. An acceptance of dark humor is an actual requirement for this job
People are going to say some weird shit to you and around you. Nope, I’m not talking about your clients I am talking.. you heard it here first folks, Co-Workers. Now, let me first say your Co-Workers in social services are your saving grace and should be treated as such 24/7, 365. These people are in this crazy shit with you..so that is why this point has to be made. You are going to have some weird occurrences, and if it doesn't happen on almost a daily basis you may actually be the secretary. BUT, it is so important to remember that everyone copes with things differently, and I’ve found a lot.... I mean A LOT use dark humor as a coping mechanism and that is totally fine. Just know, if you enter the field of social services this is something you will come into contact with. I am always a fan of speaking your mind, if someone says something that takes things a little too far I’m all about telling them to take it down a notch..but if it is a co-worker who is just trying to cope the best way they know how, grin and bear it or walk away. 
5. You HAVE TO learn how to cope with the stresses of this job or you will be eaten alive.
There will be nights (I know because I’ve had them) where you wake up from a nightmare only to realize it was some horrible thing that you heard or saw at work that day. There will be times when a client tells you something that makes you feel like you’re throwing up.. but they may have just gotten started telling their story. There will be long meetings, butting heads with clients and co-workers, lost files, misplaced info, and on top of that there will be more days than not where you bring that all home with you (lets be honest god bless the people who actually date social workers because you are the real MVP). When I say cope, I do not mean go home and go out drinking with your buddies, even though if I’m being honest, most of us have done it that way. You have got to find ways of doing things that bring you happiness and incorporate that into your every day routine. If that means the only thing that really makes you feel better is chocolate ice cream, well I’m sure Sam’s club sells in bulk. If it’s the gym, get after it girlfriend.. WHATEVER it is, do it, and do it often. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had instructors tell my classes that we have to take care of ourselves, and it wasn't until recently that I really started to. It will not only help you feel better but it will make you a better social worker. The more clear your mind is the better you can focus, and we all know this job requires your full and undivided attention.
6. It is perfectly OK to be tired
I mean this physically, spiritually and emotionally. It is perfectly okay to acknowledge that today you just werent as on top of your shit. Maybe you snapped at a client, maybe youre behind on your paperwork, maybe you’re starting a new job and you feel like you’re kinda drowning. Oh wait, that last one might have been me. Just let those feelings exist, notice their presence and move on with your day. No one is a perfect social worker, and quiet frankly I wouldn’t want to be. Sometimes the best thing for a client is to see that their social worker is just like them, we struggle to and remind yourself that is part of this job. 
7. Dont ever forget why you started
Everyone has a reason that they chose the journey of social work. Never lose sight of you reasoning, this is much more than a profession, it is a calling.
8. Learn to love the chaos
Everyone says that a huge part of social services work is flexibility. As a new social worker its incredibly easy to become super overwhelmed when you have a million different things going on, multiple clients at one time, phone calls coming in (the works). I promise you there will be a day where your life slows down and you will wish you could be right back in this middle of that chaos. I remind myself of this everyday. Take a deep breath, you’re fine you were totally made for this.
9. Find what grounds you
For me that’s my mom and dad. Theyre actually the best people I know and my best friends. Isn’t that neat and incredibly cheesy all at the same time? But seriously, whether you are grounded by your faith, friends, family (or anything really) make yourself aware of those things and keep what grounds you close to you because on your WORST days, that can sometimes be the only thing that will keep you sane. 
10. Recognize your worth
Not everyone was made for this field and that’s perfectly okay. Some people love having normal jobs and normal lives with a white picket fence and two golden retrievers. Not us, we love working for little to no pay, with the most difficult of the difficult. Some really tough clients are handed to us and we work with these people to transform their lives into what they had hoped to see their lives looking like. We provide people with guidance and wisdom and hopefully allow people to see themselves how we see them. Worthy. Everyone deserves the right to be treated fairly and everyone deserves to receive help.. and we just so happen to be the people who offer that. You don’t go into social services seeking gratitude, you go into it because you love people, even when they dont love you back, and you believe in people even when they cant believe in themselves.... and that makes you worth quiet a bit, if I do say so myself. Pat yourself on the back every once in a while and smile knowing you are making ‘the impossible job’ a possible one. 
-cheers to my fellow social workers, may your humor be dark, may your people be supportive and may your self care involve a good balance of chocolate and cardio
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Whenever i tell people my age i usually get the reply "you dont look like (age)" or "you look so much younger" dont get me wrong i really appreciate it when people tries to say something nice after they find out you're really old. It's such a big deal when women talk about it (like, have you heard guys talk about it? Weird). To be honest all i ever want to hear is "what? You're only 28? " because of all the successful things (again, not just this year)) i've done or things i've said. Looks are so shallow that when i start to talk about how little value it has, without them ever seeing me, people always assume i'm ugly or i'm insecure or whatever. Isnt it supposed to be just a bonus? Like a freebie after purchasing something we really like not knowing it comes with something. Being told you look so much younger than your age is like telling me i havent done anything worthwhile in this lifetime to be talked about rather than looking young. I'm not praying to look old what i'm saying is looking young for your age isnt supposed to be a conversation starter or a compliment.
I want to be looked at like someone looking at an old amazing book they found in their grandma's closet. If people ever talk about me without my presence then i want them to talk about my faith or how ive dealt with the things thats thrown at me or how much i love my pets or how i've built things with nothing in my pocket. Or maybe how much they see Christ in me (God willing). Atleast thats something. Something substantial. Something worthy. Not just something you say just for the sake of it. I dont want to be kept and thrown away like a doll.
Someday i'm going to be the oldest young person.
that doesnt mean i wont treasure what was given to me though, but that wont define me, who i hang with, what i do, and what my future holds.
I look up to those kind of people who achieved so much in life nobody knows how they did it with the little resources and little time they have. People who actually dont care what their age are, and if ever they do its only to count the lovely memories they chose to keep, Beautiful people who looks at the heart of friends they want to keep, Older people who who dont care if theyre being compared to someone younger and if ever someone does compare them they only feel pride for the legacy their footprints left behind, a way to be followed by someone more creative or someone more intelligent. And when i reach that age or success, i pray that im going to be filled with humility and joy for what little contribution ive done to better someones bigger idea. To lessen the burden of someone who wants to build something much more bigger than mine. Maybe someday but today im one of those people who just follows those ahead of me. Thinking of ways how not to 'look' my age 😉
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A Definitive Ranking Of 2000s Rom Coms
Although people who peaked in high school like to act poetic about how great the 2000s were, they werent actually any better than the present day. I mean, it was a time when Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake wore matching denim outfits in public and nobody carted them off to an insane asylum.
But Im prepared to make a concession on two points: 1) At least we werent under the administration of a sentient slime mold wearing a bad wig. 2) The 2000s were a golden age for romantic comedies, mostly thanks to Judy Greers tireless efforts to play every heroines best friend. Plus, only like half the jokes were sexist, and there was about an 80% chance pre-pretentious Matthew McConaughey would show up.
Obviously, a betch has to be picky about her rom-comssome are shitty in a good way, but others are best avoided in case someone catches you watching them. To guide your Netflix viewings, here’s a totally objective list of 00s rom coms. If you disagree, which Im sure everyone will, please note that Im not actually forcing you to watch these movies; Im just saying that if you regularly watch any of the bottom five, you have terrible taste.
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is considered a modern classic by two groups of people. 1) men in their late 20s with a crush on Natalie Portman and a thriving quarter-life crisis and 2) 8th graders in 2004 under the assumption that any movie that features a Shins track in its soundtrack is automatically deep. To everyone else, its a film about self-absorbed white people whining about their lives until theyre magically fixed by the power of mixtapes. There are approximately a zillion issues with this film, beginning with Zach Braffs complete lack of expression and ending with the fact that you cant cure real depression by listening to The Shins, no matter how clearly superior the soundtrack is to anything else in this film. Worst of all, though, is the fact that Natalie Portman played a manic pixie dream girl so obnoxious I still dream about strangling her character sometimes. Padme deserves so much better.
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Im not saying romantic comedies have to make much sense, but s plot is mystifying. Matthew McConaugheys parents are tired of him living at home, so they call in a lady high class escort (Sarah Jessica Parker) whose job is literally seducing men into moving out of their parents basements and unceremoniously dumping them. Because that’s plausible, and not at all fucked up to force your son to fall in love with someone you’re paying. Ridiculous premise aside, you know a movie is terrible when famed nicegirl Zooey Deschanel is the best thing about it.
12. Monster-in-Law
In case you missed this one, and for your sake I hope you did, is about Jane Fonda inexplicably being terrible to Jennifer Lopez, who walks a lot of dogs and is engaged to Fondas son. That right there should tell you all you need to knowI cannot think of one movie that JLo was in that was anything above mild torture, and we’re supposed to root for her character why, exactly? If my son was engaged to a full-time dog walker you can best believe I’d do everything short of actual murder to put a stop to that bullshit.
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Im told some people love this movie, but Jesus fucking Christ, is it possible for the two main characters to be any more appalling? Here you have two assholes manipulating the shit out of each other and just generally acting psychotic, all to win a stupid bet with their friends. They really should call it “How To Act Like A Psychopath And Lose Your Dignity.”
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Not gonna lie, I fucking adored when I was an impressionable preteen. It had time travel! Mark Ruffalo! A makeover scene! Years later, the movie is still fun to watch, even if it is way too obsessed with the 80s, but the jokes are more cute than funny. Also, why would anyone allow their 13-year-old child to go to a sleepover hosted by a 30-year-old? That is … questionable to say the least. Not to mention Jennifer Garner’s character does a reverse transformation from a betch into a nicegirl and dumps her hot pro bf in favor of her formerly fat friend. Blah blah, true love, I don’t give a fuck. Tenth.
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is close to being wrapped in cutesy narration, but it’s far superior. For one thing, it reintroduced the world to Joseph Gordon-Levitts dimples. For another, it manages to be a fairly realistic depiction of a shitty millennial relationship without being super fucking depressing. But thats also kind of the problemrom coms arent supposed to be realistic, theyre supposed to be clich and feel-good, and I don’t care what you say, Summer is a thot. I have literally stayed up at night mapping how she could have possibly met someone worthy of engagement a mere 118 days after she broke up with Tom, and only six days after attending a wedding as his guest (yes I did the mathI told you; this movie keeps me up at night). No matter how you slice it, she had to have cheated on somebody.
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Full disclosure: As a Southern betch, Im stoked that takes place right next door. (Dear Hollywood: An entire country exists between New York and LA.) But even though it features Patrick Dempsey as the other man, Josh Lucas with a dreamy Southern accent, and Reese Witherspoon, there are still some issues. Mainly, WTF WERE YOU THINKING, MELANIE? Did you really dump your future president fianc for your secret redneck husband just so “the first boy you kissed could also be your last”? I’ve heard of trying to keep your number down, but damn if this isn’t some delusional shit.
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Everyone on planet Earth can relate to having a batshit crazy family, and thats exactly what makes appealing. The two leads are fine, considering they’re not Kate Hudson or Matthew McConaughey, but the extended family is everyones favorite part of the movie. Honestly the most memorable moment to come out of this movie is the “put some Windex on it”pretty good deal for Windex, not so much for the people who actually starred in the movie. However, it does get points for the memorable line: “The man may be the head of the household, but the woman is the neck and she can turn the head any way she pleases.”
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The plot is pretty flimsy (a Canadian businesswoman has to marry her assistant to avoid deportation) but everyone loves a story where the couple starts out hating each other and eventually falls in love. The cast is what makes this movie pure rom com gold: Sandra Bullock, Ryan Reynolds, and Betty fucking White, who gifted us with the infamous Native American dance scene. Basically, it’s predictable but ridiculous, making it better than some of the other garbage movies on this list.
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Admittedly, is probably to blame for some of the chubby man-child/beautiful, svelte woman couplings we see in the media that give men unrealistic beauty expectations (of the types of women they can expect to date), otherwise known as The Beyonc/Jay Z Phenomenon. But whatevs. Its a good movie. Seth Rogen has that whole dad bod thing going onapparently a thing some people are intoand Katherine Heigl was at the top of her rom com game before she pissed off the entire cast of .is actually hilarious, which is enough to make up for the fact that Katherine Heigl appears in it.
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Even aside from my undeniable crush on youthful Sandra Bullock, is a quintessential early-2000s romantic comedy. Allow me to explain. 1) It stars an ambitious career woman who dont need no man. 2) But she kind of wants one anyway, and everyone realizes what a catch she is when she puts on lipstick and a dress. 3) Did I mention its plot is literally an extended makeover scene as Bullock goes from bad ass FBI agent to bad ass beauty pageant contestant? I rest my case. Add in some cute female friendships and a scene in which Bullock teaches us how to fend off an attacker, and its basically required viewing every year.
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You had to know was going to make the list despite this amazing take-down article of why it’s actually terrible. With approximately a bajillion storylines going on, its hard not to find one you like and get invested, and it doesnt hurt that the film features every well-known British actor under the sun. Im not sure how the movie manages to juggle all the different plots without being confusing and/or boring, but Im not gonna question it. However, this shit is TOO FUCKING LONG. If I have to pop an Adderall just to make it through a damn movie (which I do), you need to send your editors back to the drawing board.
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is the perfect example of a rom com thats super clich in theory, but in practice, its so fucking heartwarming it doesnt even matter (ugh). Katherine Heigl plays ultimate nicegirl Jane (in case the fact that her name is “Jane” wasn’t enough of a clue), whos been part of 27 weddings and miraculously hasnt gone broke from buying all the bridesmaid dresses. The dudes are pretty forgettable, but Janes psychotic sister and slutty best friend totally steal the spotlight, elevating the film to truly betchy heights.
P.S. For once, James Marsden plays the leading man, so his preternaturally perfect face gets more screen time, #bless.
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Bridget Joness Diary is the ultimate feel-good movie, as in its literally impossible to watch it without feeling your icy soul thaw ever so slightly at the end. The titular character starts out fat, single, and past the age of 30, so basically our worst nightmare. By the end, though, she manages to bang Hugh Grant and Colin Firth, land a better job, and become a self-described wanton sex goddess. If those arent your life goals, you clearly need to start your own self-help journey.
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