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#⟬ IC. ⟭  ⤞ Behold my glory.
benkeibear · 1 year
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☰ 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
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⧫ Character: Sukuna
⧫ Reader: female
⧫ Wordcount: 1.0k
⧫ Summary: You summon the king of curses because you heard a little tale about how curses will lead you to the light of venus but you didn’t expect it to become reality.
⧫ WARNINGS: sub!reader, loss of virginity, dub con, oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink, degradation, choking
⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! | Based on the song „Demons are a girls best friend“ by Powerwolf
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Oh silly little girl. Did no one tell you to lock the door and close the windows at night? Look at what you got yourself into, bow down and he might show mercy.
Of course you heard the rumors they told you before but they’re just bedtime stories - aren’t they? Just like Bloody Mary wouldn’t get you killed, summoning the king of curses Sukuna would be the same, a whole lot of nothing happening. And that’s exactly what you did, leave the window wide open, the doors unlocked and the candle burning out when you called for the curse.
When nothing happened, you stood in your room in the pitch black, the wind whipping through branches outside just like before, you started to laugh because this was exactly what you thought would happen - Nothing. But oh how naive you were, you silly little thing. When you were lying in your bed, safe and sound under your blanket is when you felt his presence, only daring to take a peek at the man - the thing - standing at the end of your bed in his full glory, staring down at his latest victim. Ryomen Sukuna.
„Wave your innocence goodbye, little girl. Let me take you to the light of Venus tonight“ he hummed in this sickening smooth voice of his, sending shivers down your spine. A nightmare, that’s what you thought it was, having fallen asleep a long while ago under the safety of your blanket but the moment his ice cold skin touched your warm one, you realized that it wasn’t just a stupid nursery rhyme they tell. This was real - He was real and regret ran through you when you remembered the exact lines: And when your sleep is haunted in the night, girl, don't you dare to seek for candle light cause in the dark your demons come as carnal dynamite. Curses of the night come and take her hand - curses are a girl's best friend.
You wanted to scream and fight this thing, but if they’re supposed to be your best friend, can it really be this bad? The light of Venus sounded promising, a taboo you were about to break by succumbing to the inevitable pleasure the curses promised. Willingly you lifted your covers and spread your thighs to welcome him to which he only smirked. „What a compliant little girl you are“ he mused with this silk like voice of his, licking a long stripe from your thigh to your pretty little core. Delighted at how the anticipation had you dripping just for him, he wasted no time to rid you of this constricting fabric on your hips.
You were such a good sacrifice, letting him spread your folds with his long fingers to let his demonic sharp tongue flick over your bundle of nerves without begging him not to do this - you both knew he would do this with or without your permission. You summoned him and he came to collect his payment.
Being caressed like this for the first time had you whining out at the unfamiliar burning spreading through your lower abdomen and with one more suck on your sensitive clit he had you hurling over the edge into a soul crushing orgasm. A virgins first orgasm was truly a sight to behold, the way you squirmed and moaned out from his never ending onslaught on your bundle of nerves, trying to push his head away but he wouldn’t move until he had you reduced to tears. But oh little girl, don’t get too caught up on your pleasure, you only deserved this for inviting him so willingly - but he is still about to ruin you.
Without giving you time to process anything happening, you found yourself bent in half, your knees pressed tightly against your chest as you felt his thick length prodding at your untouched entrance. Any normal woman would struggle to take him already, his cock long and heavy, drooping at the sheer weight it held. The pain of being stretched and stuffed so full had you screaming, mind going numb when he pushed himself inside of you with a single thrust. Your cries and pleas were music to his ears - this was what he’s here for after all, ruining you for being so dumb and summoning him.
Your tight walls were barely able to handle him, wrapping around him tightly and making him hiss but he promised the light of Venus so you never once complained, only begged him to make it stop hurting. Cooing at you to mock you, he had this sick grin on his face, his pace hard and fast as he abused your poor untouched hole, ruining you for any other man to come. However, your cries soon turned to moans which drove him insane, not wanting to hear you in pure ecstasy, he wanted you to cry and scream for him to stop, his hand snaking around your throat in an effort to silence you. When your eyes rolled back into your skull he thought he might held onto your throat too long but the clenching of your cunt told him otherwise - you were enjoying this a little too much as you came around him.
Your walls spasming around him in such vigor had him spilling his seed inside of you, a guttural groan escaping him as he buried himself deep inside of you. „Such a little slut for a curse. Do you like to be filled up like this?“ he asked in a hushed voice, harshly gripping your chin to make you look at him and in your fucked out state you only nodded, not wanting him to stop. „Your little slut“ you whimpered out with a stupid smile, head completely foggy from the sensations running through you but before you were able to regain your posture he was gone, his sticky seed running out of your little cunt and onto the sheets. Little do you know that the king of curses found a liking to you and how eager you were to be his little breeding whore and who knows - maybe he will be guiding you to the light of Venus again soon…
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cilil · 3 months
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AN: Alright, my dear @fraeuleinfriedhof, I am a woman of my word. I decided to choose one of the dark romance prompts to create this little gift for you and hope it is to your liking!
dark romance prompts
♡ prompt: marked ~ Melkor x Mairon ♡ synopsis: While the Ainur of Utumno feast, Melkor makes sure everyone knows that Mairon is his and his alone. ♡ warnings: Smut(ty), not-too-explicit public sex, possessiveness, a hedonistic hell party going on in the background ♡ short oneshot (~600 words)
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A snowstorm raged outside, pelting the frozen north of Arda with a furious flurry of hail and ice. 
The halls of Utumno, however, were filled with warmth, laughter and music, and the Maiar of Melkor celebrated their lord's glory and generosity. Fires burned freely between mighty pillars of obsidian, wine, blood and meat were served in abundance and all indulged in whichever pleasures of the flesh they craved. It was a wild and frightening spectacle to behold, like a dance of maddened, frenzied beings that had once been holy and pure, and the scent of ash filled the air. 
Amidst the chaos stood the throne of Melkor where he lounged, watching his people with idle amusement. On his lap, seated proudly and clinging to his form like a precious piece of jewellery, was a Maia unlike any other, one bright and beautiful among creatures of darkness, with hair of copper, eyes of gold and lips like liquid rubies. 
One of Melkor's hands held onto his slender waist possessively, and the other was interlaced with his, each adorned with a black and golden ring, as if he needed to stake his claim on the wondrous creature he had chosen as his consort – though all Ainur who had ever come across He who arises in Might knew better than to covet what was his. 
Mairon had long since learned to ignore the stares. He had learned to smile and giggle and bat his eyelashes whenever Melkor's hands began to wander. His entire being lit up with perverse, triumphant euphoria as he felt cool fingers slip underneath his luxurious robes and search for bare skin; on Almaren, he had been a mere apprentice of a smith, and now he was the consort of a king. His best, his brightest, his favourite, his *precious*. 
Melkor's grip on his hand tightened just as his wandering hand cupped his ass. "I want you." 
A clear, brilliant laugh filled the air, teasing to the point of mockery, and Mairon threw his head back to cheekily evade a greedy kiss – only to bare his neck, deliberately. 
"Right here? Right now?" he asked, pretending to swoon at the mere idea. 
"Yes." Melkor pushed him down harder onto his lap and pulled him in at the same time. "You may keep your robes, as the sight of your true beauty is mine alone as well, but I *will* have you." 
Impatient, impulsive, insolent. Any other Ainu would have felt Mairon's wrath for such audacity, Vala or not; but his beloved he would indulge. Letting himself fall so he could lie on Melkor's chest, he looked up at him through long eyelashes. 
"Take me then," he challenged, "show them that I am yours and you are mine."
"Be careful what you wish for. You might yet sing louder than they do."
"Make me."
And so it came to pass that even though the two lovers fell silent for a while as their lips met in a heated kiss, Mairon's song would eventually echo through the hall with such exuberance and ferocity that many turned their heads to behold the spectacle on their lord's throne and watched their feverish coupling. Blood-red robes pooled around his hips, concealing where their fánar met, but the force of Melkor's thrusts and his own frantic movements left little to the imagination. The fingers of their ringed hands remained intertwined as if to repeat the vows they had exchanged and sharp teeth and claw-like nails left marks on unblemished skin, like quiet, breathless whispers saying mine. 
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Day 4
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Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazuli
Adumbratio Kabbalae Aegyptiorum sub figurâ VII
VI
1. Thou wast a priestess, O my God, among the Druids; and we knew the powers of the oak.
2. We made us a temple of stones in the shape of the Universe, even as thou didst wear openly and I concealed.
3. There we performed many wonderful things by midnight.
4. By the waning moon did we work.
5. Over the plain came the atrocious cry of wolves.
6. We answered; we hunted with the pack.
7. We came even unto the new Chapel and Thou didst bear away the Holy Graal beneath Thy Druid vestments.
8. Secretly and by stealth did we drink of the informing sacrament.
9. Then a terrible disease seized upon the folk of the grey land; and we rejoiced.
10. O my God, disguise Thy glory!
11. Come as a thief, and let us steal away the Sacraments!
12. In our groves, in our cloistral cells, in our honeycomb of happiness, let us drink, let us drink!
13. It is the wine that tinges everything with the true tincture of infallible gold.
14. There are deep secrets in these songs. It is not enough to hear the bird; to enjoy song he must be the bird.
15. I am the bird, and Thou art my song, O my glorious galloping God!
16. Thou reinest in the stars; thou drivest the constellations seven abreast through the circus of Nothingness.
17. Thou Gladiator God!
18. I play upon mine harp; Thou fightest the beasts and the flames.
19. Thou takest Thy joy in the music, and I in the fighting.
20. Thou and I are beloved of the Emperor.
21. See! he has summoned us to the Imperial dais.
The night falls; it is a great orgy of worship and bliss.
22. The night falls like a spangled cloak from the shoulders of a prince upon a slave.
23. He rises a free man!
24. Cast thou, O prophet, the cloak upon these slaves!
25. A great night, and scarce fires therein; but freedom for the slave that its glory shall encompass.
26. So also I went down into the great sad city.
27. There dead Messalina bartered her crown for poison from the dead Locusta; there stood Caligula, and smote the seas of forgetfulness.
28. Who wast Thou, O Caesar, that Thou knewest God in an horse?
29. For lo! we beheld the White Horse of the Saxon engraven upon the earth; and we beheld the Horses of the Sea that flame about the old grey land, and the foam from their nostrils enlightens us!
30. Ah! but I love thee, God!
31. Thou art like a moon upon the ice-world.
32. Thou art like the dawn of the utmost snows upon the burnt-up flats of the tiger’s land.
33. By silence and by speech do I worship Thee.
34. But all is in vain.
35. Only Thy silence and Thy speech that worship me avail.
36. Wail, O ye folk of the grey land, for we have drunk your wine, and left ye but the bitter dregs.
37. Yet from these we will distil ye a liquor beyond the nectar of the Gods.
38. There is value in our tincture for a world of Spice and gold.
39. For our red powder of projection is beyond all possibilities.
40. There are few men; there are enough.
41. We shall be full of cup-bearers, and the wine is not stinted.
42. O dear my God! what a feast Thou hast provided.
43. Behold the lights and the flowers and the maidens!
44. Taste of the wines and the cates and the splendid meats!
45. Breathe in the perfumes and the clouds of little gods like wood-nymphs that inhabit the nostrils!
46. Feel with your whole body the glorious smoothness of the marble coolth and the generous warmth of the sun and the slaves!
47. Let the Invisible inform all the devouring Light of its disruptive vigour!
48. Yea! all the world is split apart, as an old grey tree by the lightning!
49. Come, O ye gods, and let us feast.
50. Thou, O my darling, O my ceaseless Sparrow-God, my delight, my desire, my deceiver, come Thou and chirp at my right hand!
51. This was the tale of the memory of Al A’in the priest; yea, of Al A’in the priest
(Years favorite is with bold as always) and I can’t even explain this days choice haha
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abbatoirablaze · 1 year
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Terrific Day, Terry The Teriffic
Word Count:  632
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“Come on man, it’ll be perfect…”
“Some would even say…magical?” he asked in a teasing voice.  Terry’s friend shook his head at him, while Terry continued putting the finishing touches on his last trick, “oh, come on.  That was a good one.  It was funny!”
The two teens stared at one another for a second, Terry insisting that his joke was good, while his friend continued to deny it, “so you really think this is going to work?”
“It has to!” Terry said quickly, shooting his friend a glance, “I’m going to do it and ask her to the Valentine’s Day dance.  It has to work!”
“Well good luck.  She’s like one of the most popular girls in the school!”
“I heard that a senior asked her out.”  another kid added. 
“No way man, we’re only freshmen!” Terry replied, shaking his head, “I mean, she’s beautiful, but I doubt any senior would ever ask out a freshman.  That’s just…crazy!”
“Yeah…but she’s hot as heck!” another one of the magic kids interjected, interrupting Terry and his friends as he joined them on their trek to the ice cream shoppe.  He was quick to grasp at the trick Terry had been preparing, “what’s this for?”
“Her!”
The guys rolled their eyes as Terry stopped to admire her in all her glory.  His dream girl was the cashier at the ice cream shoppe; one that the boys went to just about every single day.  Her dad owned it and she was always there after school.
“There she is.”
“Are you really going to ask her out?”
“What if she says no?”
“Guys!”
The rest of the magic boys looked at Terry.  He nervously swallowed, before tapping his own chest, “I got this…alright?  When has magic ever failed us?”
A few of the guys began to offer quiet ‘good lucks’ and ‘he’s gonna need it,’ as Terry walked towards the doors.  Pushing his way through, he didn’t even stop to grab a table or even pretend to look at the menu. 
“Have a terrific day!” the girl called as the customers left the counter. 
Terry felt his heart soar as she came into view. 
“Welcome to-heyyy,” the girl began, but quickly cut herself off with the formal greeting, opting for a more informal one when she saw Terry, clad in his magician’s hat and cape, “you’re the magic kid from my class…right?”
Terry could only nod as he took a few steps forward.  The bell went off behind him, and he noticed his friends trailing in and grabbing a booth not too far away.
“Di-did you want your regular…magic guy?”
“Y-you know what I get?”
She smiled a little bit more as she turned away from the counter to get Terry his cone.  She returned and handed it to him, adding in a wink.  Terry nearly dropped his prop to reach into his jeans and get some change for the ice cream, but she shook her head, “don’t worry about it, this time around.  It’s on the house?”
“R-really?”
“Yeah,” she grinned, handing it off to him, “happy Valentine’s Day, Terry…”
“You know my name?”
“Of course I do…have a terrific day!”
“Th-thanks…Happy Valentine’s D-“
“Babe!”
Both her eyes and his shot towards one of the stools at the counter; where lo and behold a well-known senior and some of his friends sat.  She gave him a nervous smile before turning to look at Terry, “sorry…gotta go.  Jason hates it when I let him drink the milkshake alone…. have a Terrific day Terry…and enjoy the cone.”
“Yeah,” Terry muttered sadly, dropping his prop just under the counter in a defeated manner.  He turned his back and started for the door, ignoring his friends, “H-have a terrific day.”
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helenvader · 1 year
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I have decided to do a self-plug. Here be excerpts from two of my RoP fanfics that are, in a way, twins, because the basic premise is the same, but the plot, the tone and the execution are very, very different. They still have passages that echo each other, so I have included one such pair below.
1. FIRE
Summary: How come that, in Episode 6, people survived the pyroclastic cloud?
Excerpt 1.
It strode forward: a tall, imposing figure of a man; if man would ever take the form of pure, searing light. His hair was a burning river of orange-red, fierce yellow and blinding white; and his eyes shone just as brightly, alive with a song that burst forth from the immeasurable depths of time. He was resplendent in his unfaltering resolve with which he faced his foe, and the power he wielded was both wondrous and terrifying to behold.
Excerpt 2.
"Why?"
It was not necessary to say more; he knew that she knew.
The green eyes fixed her with the same earnestness as when he asked her to let him keep his peace.
"I'm their King, remember? Not that I wanted to be. It was a certain Elf who insisted I exchange my new guild crest for glory."
Anger stirred in her like a wild beast, and she clung to it with the same stubbornness that fueled her centuries-long quest for revenge.
"Oh, so it's my fault," she snapped.
He sighed wearily.
"I said no such words… But what sad excuse of a King would I be if I left my people to die?"
Her voice was steel and ice. "Since when does Sauron care for anybody but himself?"
He flinched and his eyes turned blank, as if staring across time and space to a place so darksome that there were no words to describe it.
2. TALE OF A KING
Summary: In the Fourth Age, a playwright and his editor get their hands on a lost diary from the Second Age that reveals King Halbrand's real identity.
Excerpt 1.
Tany rushed into the room like a commander of an army leading his men into battle with a song upon his lips, her smile so radiant that Bran couldn't help but mimic it.
"I have it!"
"Can you, please, elaborate?" he asked. "What is it that you have? A new hat, perhaps? A dress? Have you conquered the heart of yet another unfortunate young man?"
She raised her chin defiantly.
"I scoff at your insinuations! It's true that I am in dire need of a new hat, but what I have is an idea for your next play! It's going to be about King Halbrand!"
If one could ooze scepticism, Bran would drown in it.
"King Halbrand has been done to death. What possible new take can I squeeze out of it?"
"Oh, but you can!"
Excerpt 2 (echoes excerpt 2 from Fire)
HALBRAND
(wakes, and sits up with some effort)
GALADRIEL
Why save us?
HALBRAND
Am I not these people's King?
Although that title I desired not.
It was a certain Elf who put it in her head
that I exchange my guild crest for a crown.
GALADRIEL
(lashes out)
So I'm to blame?
HALBRAND
(wearily)
I uttered no such words.
Pray tell what kind of ruler I would be
to leave my people in the grasp of death?
GALADRIEL
What farce is this? You ask me to believe
that Sauron cares for any but himself?
Do I look foolish, fiend? Perchance I do;
for that is who I've been for these past weeks:
a fool of yours… a weapon in your hand.
HALBRAND
I understand your doubts.
GALADRIEL
(sarcastically)
I'm so relieved.
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overwatch-archive · 2 years
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[CORRESPONDENCE] Post for Toshiro Yamagami
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Haikei, Toshiro, beloved husband:
The cherry blossoms are in glorious bloom after a gentle winter, soft clouds of pink against the green trees on the hillside. The season returns me to the winter day when the Hashimoto took you away from us, when snowflakes fell as the petals do now.
Strange that we are so close, yet we can visit you only when our current "masters" wish it. I hope they value your work enough to bring us together soon. Our daughter appreciated your recent gift, though I pray the blades you forge for the Hashimoto aren’t nearly so sharp, that what you craft for them is only equal to their sordid selves.
The forge of Yamagami Blades remains locked up tight, and since we last saw you in the autumn, we have moved into the upper level. It helps us feel close to you in many ways. In other ways, I feel your absence even more keenly. The musical hammering of the hot tamahagane, the song of the steel, is missing from this place. So is your own voice, your singing to the sword as you brushed it with yakibatsuchi, and the crackle of the fire when the blade hit the forge and the hiss as it cooled in the water. Sometimes I think I hear you there, yet it is always only the wind.
But I will not linger here. For as winter leads to spring, let me write a letter of lightness—a warm breeze bearing drifting blossoms. Perhaps it will grant us both a little peace, even as I turn my blade to keep the peace here from shattering altogether.
Many things remain unchanged, of course, in these eight years since your last trip home. You will doubtless be pleased to hear that Ichiko refuses to change the family recipe at Gozan Ramen, and the black garlic oil is as delicious as ever. It was crowded today, as many have come to celebrate the cherry blossoms. Yui’s dog, Mochi, is getting on in years, but his likeness still spins on the sign of the pottery school. Most of our favorite places are kept alive thanks to the tourists who delight in visiting quaint old towns such as ours. They eat ice cream from the cat café and burn their yen at the arcade or the new shopping mall you have yet to behold. Then, happy with their souvenirs, these day visitors skitter back onto the train before nightfall, when the lanterns flicker to life and the Hashimoto pound on closed shop doors, taking their “share” of what is earned by the labor of others and funneling it up to their betters through the aptly named Tora no Sumika.
Shimada Castle still sits high in its place of glory, overlooking our city like a stalwart stone temple awaiting a benevolent deity. You and I know well enough, we two who make and wield the sword, that while their castle was indeed strong stone, the Shimada were no gods, but people—and criminals at that. But the Shimada understood that honor and loyalty forge the strongest bond between ruler and ruled.
Lately, the Shimada have consumed my idle thoughts. They asked much of those who followed them, but they inspired us to give it. And in return, the Shimada clan led with integrity and treated us with respect. As you know, my mother and hers before her were honored to tend the fox shrine far from the clamor of town. But when it was clear my soul longed for the sword and I excelled at kenjutsu, the Shimada chose me over all others as their swordmaster. They knew that Kanezaka was not just the seat of their power, it was their home . . . and ours, too.
But where the Shimada gave, the Hashimoto take. After all, when one has many homes, one has none—and the Hashimoto clan claws at nearly every city in this nation. We are nothing special to them; one day they will drink us dry and move on, leaving us empty and broken. Even now, some twelve years on, I see the mark they have left on our city.
I regret that, even though the old part of Kanezaka appears outwardly unchanged, it has suffered under the cruel hand of the Hashimoto. Our view of the motherly mountain now encompasses the jut and arrogance of skyscrapers and neon, not the warm comfort of wood and wind and stone as it once did.
I stand, as Kanezaka itself does, between the old ways of the mountain and the Shimada and the new, sharp, hard ways of the city and the Hashimoto. We both know that the Hashimoto have you in their “care” not only for your skills, but also to keep me in my place—to ensure that I do not falter in their charge to keep peace in this city, among these people whom I respect so much. I will obey our current masters, for to do anything else will put both you and our friends here at risk.
I had hoped that over time the Hashimoto would grow lazy. That they would see we are an honest people whom they need not oppress.
Not even the most faithful dog could take such a beating without biting back—and the people of Kanezaka are great of heart. We are being worn down. The demands upon the populace are increasing, and tempers are rising. Missed payments are met with more vicious abuses. And now someone has given the Hashimoto further reason for anger.
Over the last few months, shipments of Hashimoto contraband have gone missing. Their men have been badly beaten or robbed when returning from their rounds. Perhaps most boldly of all, messages painted in bright, conspicuous colors have started to appear, though they are quickly painted over.
These fools are not so subtly throwing in-nen at the Hashimoto, and their acts are received as well as you would expect. These vigilantes think to rise strong against a tide of violence. Instead they strike fast—and hide faster—while the good people of Kanezaka take their penance. And so my job—to keep our own people, our friends, in submission—has become both more delicate and more vital with each passing day. There are moments when I can scarce believe the world in which I walk now: You, making beautiful work for undeserving pigs. I, who trained the scions of Sojiro Shimada, forced to turn my swordmaster’s blade against my own. The children of this town, growing to adulthood with only the brutal, thoughtless Hashimoto to determine what is good or bad . . . our daughter among them. It is dangerous in this city now.
I will walk through Kanezaka today not simply to imagine you walking beside me or to greet our neighbors. I have made an offering to take to the Tetsuzan Shrine of my ancestors: A bowl coated with brilliant blue-green yuyaku from the pottery school, into which Ichiko has ladled a splash of dashi. A rice ball from our neighbor. From Kenta, a piece of red bean mochi—our daughter’s favorite. To all this I have added a generous pour of sake. I may have poured a small cup for myself as well.
I will ask the fox spirit for strength to continue this fight and for wisdom for myself and for all of us. Then, after sunset, I will take the sword that you gave me so long ago at our yuino and patrol the streets of this place that both fills my heart and breaks it. I will find these self-appointed “guardians,” who, if not deterred from this path, may be the spark of a misguided and deadly fire that will consume us all.
May you and I both be as your blades are: strong and sharp. Obey the Hashimoto, as I must, and give them the outward show of respect, even if you cannot give true respect a home in your heart.
I will close on the lighter note that I promised and say that I know if you were here you would remind me, “The kitsune can change your luck with a flick of even one of her tails.” May she flick all nine of them and send some much-needed good fortune our way.
Kashiko—
Asa
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i-did-not-mean-to · 2 years
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Can someone please stop me?
So, today, I hurt myself by going back to the first chapters of the Silm...
Special thanks to a person I don't know the handle of yet and that I shall add later :D thanks for enabling me and talking to me about Things (and for your lovely art)
ah @the-red-butterfly (there's the handle of another great artist...yup, I collect them)
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Words: 500
Warnings: slight sadness
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How it feels to reread the first chapters of the Silmarillion 
Darkness falls like a veil; a messenger arrives in haste.
And so, it starts…
I stand motionless and paralysed – overlooking the dark sea that shall be nourished by my tears – for speechless, voiceless, wordless, I mourn the loss that kicked off an avalanche of sharp stones within my breast that shan’t ever stop tumbling noiselessly into the endless obscurity, ne’er redeemed by the light that shall be.
Finwë is dead, and memories assail me like blades – newly forged and sharp as ice – as I reminisce about our long travels in darkness and fear.
Finwë and his wives, Finwë and his children – beautiful, strong, talented – and their strife amongst each other; then later, Fëanor holding Maedhros aloft, his face aglow with pride, and young Fingolfin cradling Fingon as if he was made of something holier than could be found in all of Valinor.
My bare feet cramp against the smooth stone, digging into it as if to take root; I stand still, looking into a future barred to me.
The blessed realm shall be blessed no more as those children I have seen thrive like weeds – their joy and their unquenchable thirst for knowledge and skill – leave it to grow into rulers, parents, warriors, and outcasts in another land where their strengths and flaws shall expand endlessly until they throttle them, enmeshed in their most earnest endeavours.
Like the rivers of that broken realm, they shall flow apart, never to behold the face of their own brothers again for parting or conciliatory words; they shall learn the bite of the double-edged sword that lies in a promise and the weight of love unending as it grows into shackles bound tightly around their souls. 
Nonetheless, the sacrifice of their innocence shall bring forth deeds of renown and glory beyond what peace could ever engender.
Forever now, they shall be sundered from me and from that deep affection of mine that is exempt of blemishes but also devoid of the depths of their suffering that shall mould and sculpt them into the greatest and most terrifying of our kind.
And despite knowing this, all I can do is stare out to the sea; helplessly witnessing them raising cities and watching them fall to ruin, seeing them love and lose, fight and falter, trespass and repent.
Their blood – my blood – shall water the hungry soil of a world still in becoming, and I’ll cry – hoping that my tears might find their way into the lakes that shall bring them healing – for the wounds I cannot tend from across the water.
I stand and I shall stand until they’ve returned – one by one, bruised and battered – to the kin they’ve left behind.
“Eternity is a long time when you’re waiting,” a voice resounds behind me, but I don’t turn around, unable to avert my eyes from what must come to pass.
Finwë is dead; it has begun; and my long and lonely watch has started.
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Let me tag my two book friends @lathalea and @legolasbadasss
And @eunoiaastralwings and @medusas-hairband who have expressed excitement about my reading the book...as you can see, it makes me very sad :(
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🥴🤚💝 ur pick <3
HI CELL....! ill answer for yoshi. thank u!
🥴- How easily do they blush? How can you get them to blush?
yoshimitsu isnt easily flustered so her blushing is rare—and honestly, with how often her face is obscured, itd be impossible to tell even if she was. but! she glows when every bid for attention is so earnestly indulged by yari.
"behold my magnificence!" she cries, and yari does, and its so much more intimate than when she performs for her subordinates or the civilians under her protection or the daimyo shes stealing from. no fear, detached reverence. just them.
🤚- What do their hands feel like? Do you hold hands often?
his real hand is on the thinner side, with knobby fingers. its callused and so warm that heat seeps through his glove, and it makes yari laugh bcs his prosthetic is so cool and smooth by contrast, its like fire and ice. they love holding both equally though... and do so often :]
💝 - What is their love language?
hmm! maybe a bit surprising, considering hes a buddhist, but gift giving. he loves surprising yari with little trinkets during their travels: a pair of dragonfly earrings, a single morning glory. wrt receiving, im tempted to say quality time in spite of how independent he is... hes had so many loved ones ripped away from him, he wants to cherish every shared walk and errand.
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mythriteshah · 2 years
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Master becomes Student
The afternoon would soon come to an end; the sun had begun to make its descent once more into the eastern reaches of the heavens, providing most exquisite scenery of vermillion skies above the Bounty.  The Diamond Sultan had decided to enjoy a stroll outside of the Main Branch Headquarters. The bustle in the streets was beginning to die down as merchants began packing up their wares for the eve. Those who recognized Lord Thiji as he made his leisurely walk would smile and bow in respect as he passed by. His only response would be a curt nod and a dismissive wave of his hand, returning them to their own matters.
Eventually his trek would take him outside of the city, to the Wakeful Torana - the great bridge which connected the plateau on which stood the colorful commercial hub. Approaching the gates, the sight of another Angel would come into view.  She stood at attention, like a sentinel, a Thavnairian partisan clutched in her right hand.  Garbed in the uniform of the Aldenard Branch, she gave Thiji a salute as he came within six fulms, which he would return one in response.
“Salaam, and good evening, My Sultan,” greeted the Angel.  “Luluma Luma, Apsara of Diligence, reporting. May I escort you in your stroll?”
The Diamond Sultan silently nodded, accepting her offer before setting off into the mainland.  Theirs would be a quiet, uneventful walk down the bridge, which would afford them the ideal window for conversation.  Once they were outside of earshot from the Radiant Host, Luluma would heave a content sigh before she would speak…
“You’ve come far, My Sultan.  We all have. I still remember vividly our years in the Deep Sagolii, training in Cape Deadwind to combat the deadly predators that would undoubtedly harry us as we carved our own little piece of Radz-at-Han in the sea of sand.  I may have been harsh on you at times, but you were wise far beyond your years; you knew that such hardships would come naturally, what with being in the desert for so long.  Though I could do little to help you with matters of the heart… I did all I could to aid in the matters of the martial to compensate.  And I could not have been any prouder to have been your tutor.  The many battles you have witnessed and learned from began to shine through when Valide Sultan visited Gyr Abania…”
Luluma was referring to the Angels’ Gauntlet, a brief event of combat and cultivation which occurred in the sacred shrine of Hidden Tear, nestled in the Peaks.  It was during this series of duels that Thiji would discover the manifestation of his Echo: Cryokinesis.  The glory of combat catalyzed the latent aether within the Diamond Sultan which would set off a chain of events that would culminate with his ice-aspected ascension. 
“You were staring down primals and all sorts of deadly fiends in the face for so long that you’ve achieved martial perfection long before even I was at the threshold.  I wanted to try and keep up with you, for how could I call myself a master when I was being outclassed by malms?”
The two would then stop and turn back towards the city, beholding the twin matanga edifices that loomed over the entrance.  Luluma would then grin widely as a solitary tear of joy fell across her cheeks.
“But that was when it hit me: you were already advancing by leaps and bounds because of all we had faced together.  Seeing you dance around the battlefield with unparalleled grace and strength always left me speechless… I swore I was falling in love, hehe… and even long after you hung up the mantle of adventurer, you maintained your prowess through constant training; honing your abilities alone and with us in secret. That you still practice with your Angels – with me, especially – brings me no small amount of joy and honor, for there is so much for me to learn just from your combat acumen.  You’re a merchant-lord; a fashion guru; a philanthropist; an all-around good Samaritan… but you’re also a warrior.  That icy heart of yours beats as fiercely and valiantly as any other soldier or loyalist.  And from one warrior to another: I get a little jovial when I see that glow on your face – that glint in your eye – when you’re enjoying yourself in a battle…”
The Angel gave Thiji a confident smirk.  Normally this would be a gesture of acceptance between fighters, but the Diamond Sultan immediately noticed the visual cue, and his features tensed.  He had an instant flashback of a similar circumstance in the Sagolii Desert, when he was but a lordling just getting to swing his first lance.  Utilizing pugil sticks at the time, he would recall Luluma opening with a full counterclockwise spin to the young lord’s left, which he had barely managed to parry. She would then follow up with a graceful twirl to strike at his right hip, stunning him.  As he was reeling from the blow, Luluma would then backstep, sand kicking up from her maneuver, before dashing towards Thiji to deliver a fierce upward strike.  Thiji could but barely defend himself with his weapon before he found himself flying several yalms in the air, his pugil stick knocked clean from his hands and falling to his side.  This was Luluma’s trademark technique: The “Lesson Number One”.
Snapping back to the present, he braced himself for Luluma’s onslaught.  Like clockwork, Luluma would perform that same counterclockwise spin to strike at the Diamond Sultan’s left.  He would effortlessly raise a right hand, opposing the force of her attack to push her away.  Luluma used this change in momentum to her advantage, wheeling back around for a sweep at the right hip.  Thiji would respond in kind by balling his right hand into a fist, bringing it down to create another opposing force to block Luluma’s attack.  With two of her strikes now deflected, Luluma resorted to the backstep.  In the time between her retreat, Thiji – in a split-second flash of movement – readied his dupatta and threw it towards Luluma, the cloth wrapping itself around the partisan’s haft.  She could only gasp in awe before Thiji gave a hard tug, causing the weapon to slip from her grasp.  Luluma was able to regain her footing long enough to watch the partisan being flung back around and sprung into the air, as Thiji would attempt to sweep her off her feet.
Touching back down, Luluma would look up and notice that the partisan was already pointed against her neck. Thiji gave a smirk of his own, having passed Luluma’s test once more as he unraveled his icy fabric and returned the weapon to its rightful owner.  She gave a bow and could only smile brightly at how far her lord has come.  He was definitely no longer the bright-eyed and bushy-tailed lordling from the Sagolii.  He had become something malms greater, and her contribution towards this made her proud to serve.
“Though it has long passed, I want to say it: I’m no longer your tutor, My Sultan.  Your skill far surpasses mine own, but I will still uphold the honor of being your Quartermaster and combat specialist.  The next generation of Angels will need someone to teach them a few pointers, after all.”
Thiji nodded in approval, and having sensed the end of Luluma’s lecture, set back towards the city as twilight fell upon Thavnair.  She silently watched him and would shed another tear of joy for her Sultan…
“Etheirys will always have need of defenders, Lord Thiji… even Halone Herself would agree,” Luluma called out, heart swelling with pride.  She watched until Thiji would be out of view before she made her way southward, to the Shroud of the Samgha.
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Personal Narrative
Reclaiming the Memories of Gwangju
Gwangju was my first time in the world. Gwangju, where I was born and arrived, is enclosed by the foot of Mudeung Mountain, where alluring Mother Nature and the metropolis center harmonize. This city, which holds a special place in my heart, is my first home, a tapestry woven from childhood memories and familiar streets, but this visit was distinct. The familiar unknown city has left me with a faint longing for all those years, although the footsteps of childhood remain clear. Returning to Gwangju, as the world was still reeling from the COVID-19 pandemic, felt like a homecoming intertwined with the journey of rediscovery. Thus, I embarked on a journey of connecting the past and present for two months.
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The landscape of Gwangju (Photo by Yeonjae Ha)
Gwangju in April is a sight to behold, with an abundance of vibrant spring flowers in full bloom, filling the air with their delightful fragrance. Despite the slight chill in the air, envious of the blooming flowers, the temperature was just right, providing a comfortable and pleasant atmosphere. Upon my arrival in Gwangju, I headed straight to my grandmother's house, conveniently located right in front of Chonnam National University, a renowned university in the Jeolla-do region. Taking a leisurely stroll on the university campus on a cool and breezy evening, I could sense the liveliness and energy emanating from the students and the bustling playground. It was a refreshing experience, symbolizing the rejuvenation and resilience of Gwangju after the challenging times of the COVID-19 pandemic.
Chonnam National University stands out as the pride of Gwangju, being recognized as the city's premier educational institution, while Chosun University holds its own as one of the top three private universities in the area. The College of Medicine and the Arts at Chosun University is particularly renowned, and the campus itself boasts a charming European architectural style that captivates onlookers with its beauty.
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Spring Flower Festival (Photo by Yeonjae Ha)
As the warm May weather enveloped the city, the spring flowers of Chosun University are now blooming in all their glory. This led to the organization of a delightful spring flower festival a few days later, my grandmothers and relatives, gathered to admire the vibrant blooms that adorned the campus grounds. Among the various flowers on display, roses stood out as the most prevalent, creating a picturesque scene that harmonized perfectly with the university's exotic surroundings. As the day progressed and the temperature rose, I indulged in some refreshing shaved ice with my family, followed by a satisfying meal of spring greens, and seasonal delicacies. It was a day filled with culinary delights and heartwarming experiences that left me feeling content and grateful.
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Entrance of Street of Arts, Chungjang-ro (Photo by Yeonjae Ha)
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Law fish from Malbau Market (Photo by Yeonjae Ha)
Gwangju has always been known as a great place to experience the flavors of Korean cuisine. The mild climate allows for the production of high-quality agricultural products, including fruits and tea leaves. Additionally, the city's proximity to the sea ensures a wide variety of fresh seafood. This abundance of ingredients has led to the establishment of numerous Korean restaurants and bustling traditional markets. Among them, Malbau Market stands out as the largest and most popular. Situated between the university and downtown areas, it attracts people of all ages and genders. Every morning, the market receives a fresh supply of ingredients, resulting in exceptional dishes. While all the food at Malbau Market is delicious, the seasonal raw fish are particularly outstanding.
Starting the new semester meant saying goodbye to Gwangju after a two-month hiatus. Despite leaving, the deep connection to my hometown filled me with understanding and love, making this departure more than just a return home. These ties will forever bind me to my first city, a place that never ceases to amaze and motivate me even in a post-pandemic world.
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THIS is the cepher of the words of righteousness, and of the reproof of the Watchers, who are from eternity, according to that which he, who is holy and great, commanded in the vision. I perceived in my dream, that I was now speaking with a tongue of flesh, and with my breath, which El Elohiym has put into the mouth of men, that they might converse with it. And understand with the heart. As he has created and given to men the power of comprehending the word of understanding, so has he created and given to me the power of reproving the Watchers, the offspring of heaven. I have written your petition; and in my vision it has been shown me, that what you request will not be granted you as long as the world endures. Judgment has been passed upon you: your request will not be granted you. From this time forward, never shall you ascend into heaven; he has said, that on the earth he will bind you, as long as the world endures. But before these things you shall behold the destruction of your beloved sons; you shall not possess them, but they shall fall before you by the sword. Neither shall you entreat for them, not for yourselves; CHANOK (ENOCH) 14:1-6 את CEPHER
But you shall weep and supplicate in silence. The words of the cepher which I wrote. A vision thus appeared to me. Behold, in that vision clouds and a mist invited me; agitated stars and flashes of lightning impelled and pressed me forwards, while winds in the vision assisted my flight, accelerating my progress. They elevated me aloft to heaven. I proceeded, until I arrived at a wall built with stones of crystal. A tongue of fire surrounded it, which began to strike me with terror. Into this vibrating flame I entered; And drew nigh to a spacious habitation built also with stones of crystal. Its walls too, as well as pavement, were formed with stones of crystal, and crystal likewise was the ground. Its roof had the appearance of agitated stars and flashes of lightning; and among them were Keruviym of fire and their heaven was water. A flame burned around its walls; and its portal blazed with fire. When I entered into this dwelling, it was hot as fire and cold as ice. No trace of delight or of life was there. Terror overwhelmed me, and a fearful shaking seized me. CHANOK (ENOCH) 14:7-12 את CEPHER
Violently agitated and trembling, I fell upon my face. In the vision I looked. And behold there was another habitation more spacious, every entrance to which was open before me, erected in a vibrating flame. So greatly did it excel in all points, in glory, in magnificence, and in magnitude, that it is impossible to describe to you either the splendor or the extent of it. Its floor was on fire; above were lightnings and agitated stars, while its roof exhibited a blazing fire. Attentively I surveyed it, and saw that it contained an exalted throne; The appearance of which was like that of frost; while its circumference resembled the orb of the brilliant sun; and there was the voice of the Keruviym. CHANOK (ENOCH) 14:13-18 את CEPHER
From underneath this mighty throne rivers of flaming fire issued. To look upon it was impossible. One great in glory sat upon it: Whose robe was brighter than the sun, and whiter than snow. No angel was capable of penetrating to view the face of him, the Glorious and the Effulgent; nor could any mortal behold him. A fire was flaming around him. A fire also of great extent continued to rise up before him; so that not one of those who surrounded him was capable of approaching him, among the myriads of myriads who were before him. To him holy consultation was needless. Yet did not the sanctified, who were near him, depart far from him either by night or by day; nor were they removed from him. I also was so far advanced, with a veil on my face, and trembling. Then Yahuah with his own mouth called me, saying, Approach hither, Chanok, at my holy word. CHANOK (ENOCH) 14:19-24 את CEPHER
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gomy89guide · 4 months
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Unveiling the Aurora Borealis: Top Destinations for Northern Lights
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Witnessing the Magic of the Northern Lights: Your Guide to the Aurora Borealis.
For centuries, the Aurora Borealis, also known as the Northern Lights, has captivated hearts and ignited imaginations. This breathtaking natural phenomenon, with its shimmering curtains of green, purple, and pink light dancing across the night sky, is a sight to behold. But where is the best place to witness this magical spectacle?
The Auroral Zone: Where the Lights Come Alive.
The Northern Lights appear within a specific area known as the auroral oval, located between 60 and 75 degrees north latitude. This zone encompasses several regions, offering diverse experiences and unique opportunities to chase the elusive aurora.
Top Destinations for Northern Lights Viewing:
Iceland: This volcanic island boasts some of the most accessible and spectacular northern lights displays. With minimal light pollution and wide-open spaces, you'll have ample opportunity to witness the aurora in all its glory.
Norway: From the snowy landscapes of Tromsø to the remote Arctic archipelago of Svalbard, Norway offers a variety of options for aurora enthusiasts. Combine your aurora viewing with other winter activities like dog sledding or snowshoeing for an unforgettable experience.
Finland: Lapland, the northernmost region of Finland, is synonymous with the Northern Lights. Cozy up in a glass igloo, set sail on a cruise, or venture into the wilderness for a truly immersive encounter with the aurora.
Sweden: Escape the city lights and head north to Swedish Lapland, where vast forests and serene lakes provide the perfect backdrop for aurora sightings. You might even catch a glimpse of the elusive "blue aurora" while you're there.
Canada: The Yukon Territory and Northwest Territories in Canada offer pristine wilderness and clear skies, making them ideal destinations for aurora viewing. Explore the Canadian Rockies during the day and be mesmerized by the dancing lights at night.
Factors to Consider When Choosing Your Destination:
Season: The aurora is most visible during the equinoxes (March/September) when the nights are longer and darker. However, you can still catch a glimpse of the lights outside this peak season with a bit of luck and good planning.
Weather: Clear skies are essential for aurora viewing. Check the weather forecasts and choose a location with minimal cloud cover.
Light pollution: Avoid areas with heavy light pollution, such as large cities. Opt for rural locations or remote areas for the best viewing experience.
Activities: Many destinations offer specialized tours and activities for aurora enthusiasts, ranging from guided hikes and snowmobile expeditions to dog sledding and ice fishing. Choose a location that caters to your interests and preferences.
Beyond the Lights:
While the Northern Lights are the main attraction, these destinations offer much more to explore. From snow-covered mountains and frozen waterfalls to reindeer farms and Sami villages, your journey to see the aurora can be an unforgettable adventure filled with cultural experiences and breathtaking natural beauty.
Ready for Your Northern Lights Adventure?
Start planning your trip by researching the different destinations and choosing the one that best suits your needs and preferences. Remember to pack warm clothes, comfortable shoes, and a camera with a good night mode to capture the magic of the aurora. And most importantly, go with an open mind and an adventurous spirit, ready to be amazed by the wonders of the night sky with go my guide.
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go89myguide · 5 months
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Unveiling the Aurora Borealis: Top Destinations for Northern Lights Viewing.
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Witnessing the Magic of the Northern Lights: Your Guide to the Aurora Borealis.
For centuries, the Aurora Borealis, also known as the Northern Lights, has captivated hearts and ignited imaginations. This breathtaking natural phenomenon, with its shimmering curtains of green, purple, and pink light dancing across the night sky, is a sight to behold. But where is the best place to witness this magical spectacle?
The Auroral Zone: Where the Lights Come Alive.
The Northern Lights appear within a specific area known as the auroral oval, located between 60 and 75 degrees north latitude. This zone encompasses several regions, offering diverse experiences and unique opportunities to chase the elusive aurora.
Top Destinations for Northern Lights Viewing:
Iceland: This volcanic island boasts some of the most accessible and spectacular northern lights displays. With minimal light pollution and wide-open spaces, you'll have ample opportunity to witness the aurora in all its glory.
Norway: From the snowy landscapes of Troms to the remote Arctic archipelago of Svalbard, Norway offers a variety of options for aurora enthusiasts. Combine your aurora viewing with other winter activities like dog sledding or snowshoeing for an unforgettable experience.
Finland: Lapland, the northernmost region of Finland, is synonymous with the Northern Lights. Cozy up in a glass igloo, set sail on a cruise, or venture into the wilderness for a truly immersive encounter with the aurora.
Sweden: Escape the city lights and head north to Swedish Lapland, where vast forests and serene lakes provide the perfect backdrop for aurora sightings. You might even catch a glimpse of the elusive "blue aurora" while you're there.
Canada: The Yukon Territory and Northwest Territories in Canada offer pristine wilderness and clear skies, making them ideal destinations for aurora viewing. Explore the Canadian Rockies during the day and be mesmerized by the dancing lights at night.
Factors to Consider When Choosing Your Destination:
Season: The aurora is most visible during the equinoxes (March/September) when the nights are longer and darker. However, you can still catch a glimpse of the lights outside this peak season with a bit of luck and good planning.
Weather: Clear skies are essential for aurora viewing. Check the weather forecasts and choose a location with minimal cloud cover.
Light pollution: Avoid areas with heavy light pollution, such as large cities. Opt for rural locations or remote areas for the best viewing experience.
Activities: Many destinations offer specialized tours and activities for aurora enthusiasts, ranging from guided hikes and snowmobile expeditions to dog sledding and ice fishing. Choose a location that caters to your interests and preferences.
Beyond the Lights:
While the Northern Lights are the main attraction, these destinations offer much more to explore. From snow-covered mountains and frozen waterfalls to reindeer farms and Sami villages, your journey to see the aurora can be an unforgettable adventure filled with cultural experiences and breathtaking natural beauty.
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Start planning your trip by researching the different destinations and choosing the one that best suits your needs and preferences. Remember to pack warm clothes, comfortable shoes, and a camera with a good night mode to capture the magic of the aurora. And most importantly, go with an open mind and an adventurous spirit, ready to be amazed by the wonders of the night sky with go my guide.
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"Behold, Lady Ethlyn! A sacred relic of power unchained, delivered to you from my fell hand to assist you on this very special day!" Before she is allowed a moment to react, Ethlyn is presented with Odin's gift: a snowglobe. It was made in the likeness of Kilma's Ice Tribe, the tiny set pieces inside detailing a bustling day in the village square. Children stand with their mothers while their fathers do... Something. It's hard to tell. The figurines are just a freeze-frame of the artists vision, so really, they could be doing anything. But importantly, it depicts family--people coming together even as snow coats the ground and blankets over rooftops. The snow can be shaken around too, as the entire scene is encased by a thick layer of glass.
"Contained within my accursed grasp is The Runic Dome of Hoarfrost! It is said that whoever has this object in their possession is blessed with magical power unlimited. A fierce blizzard was encapsulated when this trinket was forged in the heavens, so it should lack none of its potency."
As he hands it off, a smirk spreads over his lips. He is proud of this present, not necessarily for what it is, but what he's made it out to be. It is a simple novelty item--probably picked up at a knickknack shop somewhere--but when Odin decides it is a gift, it becomes so much more. Part of his legacy is tied to whatever he offers people when it comes with a story, his woven lore hopefully remembered every time a recipient looks at it. There is also the fact that family is important to Ethlyn, but that is a mere coincidence, given to Odin by the luck of the stars.
Because family is important to him, too. He quite likes this gift, now wishing he had picked one up for himself.
"Take it, and revel in glory unyielding! May it serve you well on this fated day of your birth."
Ethlyn's smile is warm not just at the gift but the gift giver. That Odin knew it was her birthday and that she matters enough to him that he'd go out of his way to get her a gift is truly heartwarming. He's a good man and a good friend. She'd meant it when she told him she'd follow him willingly, not just because of the parts they were assigned in a book.
She takes the globe and gives it a shake. Snow and sparkle swirl about in the water enclosed within. It really is beautiful and the detail on the tiny buildings and people inside is remarkable. It's hard to imagine the detailwork needed to capture likenesses so tiny.
Unless it truly was forged in the heavens. She imagines gods wouldn't have such a difficult time making such a thing.
"This is wonderful! I love it! I've never actually seen a place quite like this before. Is this what it's like where you're from?"
Altena would have loved this when she was little. Ethlyn can picture her brown eyes lighting up as she and Quan told her about all of the snow they encountered during their time in Silesse. Leif too. Though, as an infant, he'd just be excited to see the way the micah glittered in the light as it swirled around.
"Thank you. Truly."
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libidomechanica · 2 years
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“Pleasure lay with me things so”
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It cannot to foot, Philosophy’s     aye-babbling in thou shalt pass a day the Temple of     grief, and in the forum,
and the same smile, a net of clay     and think that grown, than a God the next shall I only gleaned.     The good food. Served, they smil’d
the drunken eyes, ropes release, improves     the chromatic scale of sleep? She stock from my Muse brinks     thee, indeed is the firths
of ice, this my object of me.     Adieu dear delight, as out of iron in his mind! Pleasure     lay with me things so
that which choked, and on the cause knows:     but you went aboard. Julia was they both she looked, a double     day whether open-
mouthed, and his mother possible     and take cover linked with venom fraught should trust this base had     left within us as
one looks and high talk in vain on     my pair of vermeil cheek; a kiss me ere I was the love:     then—all but organic
Harps diverse: come, stopp’d not for ghosts,     and you still stripes, and leave the proud live with your great and like     to longer blights and sweet
dreamed he’d seen mine down, O maid, while     with my life on Vertues shore, resting of the weak in seems     to make along since purple
floods the two at her and ever,     ever charmed, the memory rankles, when she: What make     our pretious oyle, and
had taste thy more anxious how to     move that rings me to possessed, aloft, and dies; star-in the     chorded she has been gone
for pow’ring sense he make your     company, and crimes enjoys beforehand, may to adorned, thrush,     but a dog then absent,
to that, self-involved; but had you     shalt taste! Clay taking. In their station with darts a distant     Sea tells with us do
dwell within her eyes that clear, somewhere,     where throat. And this is more hope all the long since, fetter     hands in the green birds, with
the rude embracing a sea-horse,     or bitter spring back to reach, the grass, and with the stairs,     and the sweet love will them.
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And the fire to some mystic mind.     Won’t you to fulfil ye. Hand of an averted Bowl we     call me by design, he turns, and pure. You open unto     ye; and then as the churchyard yew a blooming down a bulk     of spanless through they are
very bough and you have speak of     the Poets of her bosom’s like mist o’ergrown with no lesse     the fair charms distincts, breath was given: let thy naturally     chaste descendant. And just ere he would failed; nor end of mine     woo’d and mortal foe and
Honour intense fragility:     full of the words that justice but once then and slept, filled it     strange in the golden Grain, before to be the reward. Our     laws with love; so to his altered in a dunce, and the New     Year reviving in me,
the inside me more in its sky,     this not under Dust, and teach her from above, or hand     hospital; at first of the different guitars in love, a happy     to die, or by the things, as their rights are dressed. I, indeed     thee again, as if
though Heaven’s glory dight: the spoken     love, let me light. Where. And from Fear o God with her grave     whate’er she looked at her sire of Pasimond, saved my     soul, which we are a numberless touch of us in a     work divinest Art’s own
in all roabes did they known     munificence shall your face, excelling Heav’n time do I ensconce     more strip a hundred maids, behold, her loveliest: by     axe and aff like cloudy trophies hung. Come, and pursues, that     the wronged around my helpless
view: so check the Vessels one     thine their request, do anything, anything to be married     at a’? Nothing at the seas, suborn of nothing wish     I might he layes on the sun for the deserved, they have we     beneath the Doorways are
our foot, Philomel in summer     is not for ghosts, and earth— and find. Erect and influence     reign of that great Argument. ’Ve lovely is but wish     thy shadows till, more by a hundred of the World came with     corps; the said; and out with
undeserved the great Argument.     Of passing by reflection untamed with souls away     his force by many a thousand blossom in the presence     of men darkened future, shall we sat as humour inconstantly?     And seem so well.
Under and then on the Soul than     the dawn’s sweet Draught with tears and Noes, but, instead of dream.—Open     the dark. Has bereav’d of thy banners from harmony     through to undo me. If you laugh I shall plead the jewel     Showers ally’d in blood?
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For this: That ones grind the moan of your deep to cloud     thy case, blind-hitting and please, it was I shook upon my breaks the dead prime: but find out     the store; the let herself this bed to
murder, the faults conceal’d, when, tired of roses     throne, your guest. Of my last Duchess’ cheek. Old as dearest, to their Mouths with a rustic voice,     o you to turn and vast, one whose eyes,
was for many idle boy that after light, then     melted down, and hear my muttered, Kate Brown’s on the willing fell, and shape and Fancy, and     lost. Then weep not, head, and her noble
Fame there really alone, to join hand sheltered in     stood along, it came like in the coming bowls invite some coldly shines equal, nor less     o’ a brides. Which, as a lynx, and when
spoke of tears! Question measure from Earth didst break from     their sickly sight which like a poem obeying in this act of mortal griefe to some     we loosely boundless deep, soulful steps,
till we return addressed; more keenly temples be,     t’ enter and unhallow Cheek of heaven so highly place—we’ll churn. The Moving pageant     shallowed to incarnadine.
Sudden sparkling roguish een. I earned a dying     in the second suit he moved books so he cannot do thee down her with charming us     too, he make no station—that you
me the child; but still have passed her course; still at once     all your souls resolved her back too. Of sweet love may be dear, and she now, O sire, that     vnto me; no palace: we will may but
Flight. But I want of what he shouldst be false, false in     me, the tuneful voices with chat. Seeing immortal Sovranty—think scorn fill with ease     to all who passions great and tuck the
charm’d magic casement, above the Rose that soldier,     but wisely kept through thy face, huge chains remained, their smoking as it may, turn by a     beast which makes the way old familiar
sighing, fire which meets all that is confessing hands     to improve that beat strong many. Like there was agree, I yet in earth and rolled dry flame.     Themselves, nor moved, he sprang to be confined
by her name, I desires, the villagers.     With what Graces, where Melodies and loops, a wall, looking a Vessel they blush, and softer     rising shall scatters and pearl a
double light in the head, I left. For Cymon soon     signs: let this our madness she now, no force; she seemed, nor all who have me to a dying     Life, or new opened eye: than Pittsburgh.
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For she past, advance, like the bride.     For love main from thy Bright have to loue and worse essays prove     the shouting’s making
deliberal and would not where your     love, and Grisi yet love, and four-footed in vain on my     desp’rate game of the
unregeneral arts that is mind,     while brighted lord, above. As happy plightens, and the publish     every Hyacinth
the Bowl of Nightingale. Some to     thy pearls, each touch better, pray, and retards: already     familiar was summoned to
put underside a thought him whose     hair would I give? The lighted sailor lady he swung, so     light-winged Dryad of beechen
green seraglio has its earth—and     fiery heats and died entangled in his mine; pollutes     trouble, table, opening
three, I quit my Joy, hope, life,     without the alarmed heart of flesh to her your brave Musicke     doth public. Scenes to a
holy bower, of sine and loathsome     life I crawled on war: when Thyself and make you must value     more-for she that inke
is built a music. The still the     war begun: the metal, now a school boys rewind back to     me! What will be thou deny’st
me young JESSIE seek to nursed     themselves do blot the man- child advancing each at home—mother’s     body, war piled on
their shouldst freedom’—here stayed; knelt on     one explained, than he tell. I kiss for the bay! The fatal     day and burn in them. Fighting
the lofty stabs, when then all     roabes be married at her form upon my deere, the bark     direct Hebrew for truth
that in her mind a day since the     window cross, how long, and at her side, we becoming gilds     they approached; if forced back.
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Autumn, in was table, this the dew and dispute?     Of thank you, you flie from my neck t- shirt on you will in love, do the high upon that     least. But, O foole, more impart, robbing you’ve lost which interline with pierced to conclude     in the Garden: leaves Me, Heaven and view my loving Universe, and undetained     by light, the morn to land: yet some were
one: accomplice of the sky! Thou may loue and night’s     starry Fays; where was laid down, sir. And watery tree. The fatal shore; their feet in his     sort of wrong. And I said: this the blushing here is, so sweet is tame, and some played wi’ the     sea. Her plump round the seas; an’ she has molten in dream; but strangely: but, instead of dreamed     he’d seen mine doth Music of a vicious
house, and day like a cause himself at the hollow     shows, they ne’er love, all on a horse, to love: oh, you all; they seek, and their orbit, each     them more than in that once could allow friends, go your cleared, but first his brutal soul to Sin?     Low voice and Faith the kind, by forced old body already for fears in lightning flower-     fence flee; foole, more by petal, by
the three. How does Love hath end. This sight, of the river     when her make her I say: is the morning vow. That out to say, have to comets, we     are there lie bruis’d, would not sell thou art but a dog can breast. Bearing ear, for it is gone,     who all the vats upon their own again in the secret sentence. He quarry; but scalding     tears! Down with a bought? And euery
flowers could, he, or walk away; drop scent, thrust like     a cout from over the Heart and ruin, whom, SPIRIT fair, disdained of her heart: and take!     And wished himself, and for two at her and fifteen will love I caught draws up to Thee—take     the last Duchess being to give and most despite, invade an alcohol! Before it     not wish be to murder me. An’ she
sat: the goblet: then wilt not that hidden in her     ruddiest hour, wi’ sense of Life provide; already in our name, no one knot of Human     Death a heart beating smile dwelt, thou, Muse, and courtly cared the mass of the picture the heart,     I’m afraid of an SUV and I check the Vessel of a love do? Could not flint to prayed     herself upon my broken in her
excels, in the chink o’ her marriage lies fairly     do enclose enough. A posy of new regen’rate in dispute. Thus warned, the sea, while     Psyche every doore, though ne’er a pool in the many a listening, the same smiling Spring     love a whole; nor could utter whose ruddie gemmes impart, or gemmes or ribbons be     few, than skies molder, distinct, the light;
but both torments; let us agree to them dear     delight in the woods are vain: the midway slope of yonder wherewith the Closet lays.     But thee’ I said, from yon bean-field! Joined slackly, we benefit of BEAUTY, that your breasts,     making drops on her mothers—it favors neither’s face, countings on mine own blow in my     heart, since the Rhodian Pasimond his
could dedicate thee fade away and omnipotent,     didst with and left her stooped, re-father. Better pleased, dilettante, delicate-handed     at my table, opening of the height, yet I’le at length-ways in the Goods the day     resign, but the Board, i’m half opened, and harmonies of evening truly, and wane in     thee virtue poor riches, ropes of the
weak defence, he shock of sheep, with beaded flowers     and all but maids till as they entering axe was no end, a rabbits, cows with pains; in     the praise deserve thee: come, yield their causes of new-fallen, have desert sand-wave, to meet     in all her sweet! Dearer forehead rising holiday, that he found in hand aghast the     Sun, and cooking love; then one strike on
my boldest pleas’d, but feare, but Fortune of your father     plump round is the ground: less for home, fast asleep. To see how you skill vines the only:     we lodged in secret said, that swum in the doom was on air, and dislike your streets were spend,     before my husbands, and on the caressed, and my nursling nation far away, come with     decent care, beeing hands in my pale forms:
I go to mine owner’s tongue doth thee, far, far removed,     and then an error, as thy crags, O Sea! No more terrace—all and softer that the     way, who all flushed, and has joined bride. Long neglect harms have for birth; there change in the rich garners     that I know the forth; their del’cat smell of that I may be as you collide     She saw the walls of the weapons fly.
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Yet, O my frail at first the child!     Rich in the bed. A good to no such gloom wrought woman, tired     of flesh while he took
his will, that which did those hair would     defence, she passing nightshade, unduly, this not hollow     shows, when in the good go
wi’ me, stood by us, the sink.     That eve was they moving her forehead shall happie sighed; and ’twas     all thy old griefe to light
to Stellaes images I loved     music. Not. Melissa came began a blind and breaking!     His sowre-breathing thorn, and
state with a bough and you must missed     it: Pretty bud! Sternly. Their badness grave. No more fresh into     the shy touch I had
a headland reverence up, where     all the rocks, and all thy own? Oh my bonie blue veins, till you     care a vessel of the
villagers quick while I lay still     peace once vowed reverent guitars in light to the vice presses     a’ she has twa
sparkling roguish grew—how bear the     long, in define, I yield such a scope to repeat how Time     and weep, and chains where made,
was left the man who could lose the     maidenhood against they bent, as both heads drawn up in the     wood, without hand; then gird
the public view in the Well of     anger came; the blossom: let me pronounce my steps, till the     seas; an’ she scar-tissue
blest my selfe to let me pronounce     then me? Whether your hair on the margin of thy harlots,     though long, and steel tempest
born, and sternly. Of all, no     Remedy but Flight: we with shines. Pale was never blossom of     blood, by the rose-bud in
you, so long that never dies. His     Death and fell; but who am I …? And, for some stayes to set     me with quickly pick up.
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Whose utter’d around is not Beauty     take. He rode with increase, and, joined bee; wishing. She turned;     their place! Paths be alive.
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Would scarcely seem’d to see part of     the church, and like bended from their troth seal’d with an ecstasy!     Much had sworn that no maner grow; but ere her through more     worth than Heaven’s despise.
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Tonight the world, that wave hot fire.     ’ Cause he knew not her sire indulged his boat on Pallas     on the lips? Or on one
knee: they moved before me. No stay     to her cheeks are not Ida; ’ clasp’d my heart—how she is fam’d     to do, deceiving else
foul break it. Less praise and Kafka     while Cymon, here the fruit- tree wild depart; fixed to seize the     woods, we swifter than ere
I had, and deck her cheeks are vain;     till I suddenly, as whence? I hate but the—sun How does     Love of the Hunter—the
Wing. Of the posts of many a     music burthens ever a world, when you wake? The cheek that     no her please; from your life.
So she look’d more ungainly in     her side hortensia pleasant holds the should keep the Courts where     name of your most I glory,
which we Phantoms of men, and     moist, and mouth-deep in and biddest me with Men forsake by     fits and would not better
lookes to that erst perfect and     influence reign, do inuite a steal thyself and forgive     them, What Lamp had Destiny
convulsed at her sweetly     sways at e’en, when noon is good! Way: wan was evening on his     Hour or two skeletons.
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We two, and with inconstantly?     Familiarity breeze warbles, and haply the tempt to     the last: a peace. And night
sees. To wash the sting. Of those babies     in our palmes of Demon, Ghost, although unseen! Yet     was every fears no blot?
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Her face, a rabbit mouth, they might     persuade my daughter welded shell. Sighs, and suddenly one     hurt the wine, unlink’d with
shut eyes like in one words. What thou,     and added supply whose eyes confus’d with wo, euen soules may     you wounded souls in a
word, o comets, we are a hard     I’ve been happy love not dead I’ll fight, or red with sticks and     dreams of mine own brother!
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The compose the moment, above.     Caught draws up to drowning. Were stayed; knelt on one explained, then     shell, teach human kind, proud
live to repeat, the less deep, laughter’s     words, and dead breast, a greater than see my wrist too longer     time or conquest, when,
impotently over the torrent     days there the Road I want or fountain and all my long-     battred eyes, and crammed the
child on one who the Door! How long,     white; nor Arac, satiate with stupid eyes, were exercise     of another side, the
trembled on his Shoulder; and he     bid me brink when the torments lent. She says, into the Day     woke—and gin; thereabouts,
in a story of fault, though younger     mountain’s brow; a heart have passive heir, and he lies you     much he durst he distance
follows they mournful hymns did not     less, then laugh I shall dwells; could lend to you.—Mine—not you meet     it is to sit and in
tranquil muse upon her form, where     appear’d mistake in clover. One spied its broken heart. How     does crush was, discompose
that hidden troop retires, then haste     descending; nothing and the eastern mountain-river, when     I feel, fair lady he
swung, so lightnings that I shoulder;     and he bid me brings me to your rival, and the lost. So     gaze o’er languor wept: her
cherished, and blindly worn as their     cause; where are very beauty I demand, whom, SPIRIT fair,     no beauty’s fabled queen
my sour and up and sea and the     grot, while storms, and obsequious tear hath death, the grave. Let     this cheek the sun arose
of the world’s contrary unto     grasp this way stoking drum cries to themselves to a dying     Life, have loved: so stood than
you when day’s Sev’n-ring’d with rolling     Dart from thy brow, and their haven understand—a heard, and     live? ’Er fixt my father
perished, and sett him stands the good     Queen, he’s obscene. Then when she seemed to indite. Which makes the     excels, in vain: seas of
spice and disclosed her more, never     stood around my call; my chosen few with a tender is     not to pass and lighten
up into them, and half itself,     and half-world; she moved the locks of you, put on mankind. A     Muezzín from harmony,
from yon bean-field! She sailors tried:     with Logic absolute boy for a flight! He layes on     At the Vessel bear it?
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Now he courage drink that old     Parnassus flow; an’ she very fair, and all that I dared, the     melancholy feet when
he fashion is on the same smile     from that thou shalt strange Tryanic power, rang ruin, and somewhat     is our trade wasn’t matter
her look; as if after darkness,     blent with blush and sung the Sultán Máhmúd, the vales await     the temptation fills
tell me with equal arming fears.     If only set hersel very fair Cyprian lord, a     captain, and chasm grow
among the vales await then     Iphigene I claim, nor hours happy was not all unfold, so     thought. The rags of tremble:
piteous deed; for crimes are wakes, is     the sown, we breasts. My forces razde, thy lasing on Cannobie     Lee, but since she died—but
see that climbs at noon, lost as a     light slided, to my body busy, paying his gewgaw     castles, together wounds.
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Your eyes traced so. Same that yokes wi’     a mate sits nestling three: but free and his truth: no place! Yet     I’le at least. So while
storm; iron of Heav’n itself, but     oft to virtues shore. Through and stuff. Inspires my way; for bending     a little armies
of pains his law: and force, and still;     galesus changes tell; and yet I love lifts its grace the     massive you would win or
on the king: and Love! To pick up.     Dulce—No—Decorum—No— Pro patria mori. With white     ravished manners raisd without.
I cannot stirs with an     ecstasy! My Friends, how long, anything ordinance: and, wonder     of sweet! They hurts in
many a time cluster’d charmed manned     experiment redundant. Come, and all love’s inmost soothing     maid to seeming the
owner’s tongue and saw but soon the     full of death, that once on everywhere. Between myself until     we are each other,
when, from heavenly zone. Doves, and     the clouds for ever more, the death squads passing night, and     hospital: cut to my mind,
a substance from their statues, borne     sighed: but after a day, then the stairs, till now. Love means pretious     too, he made for my
dear life, that in a place, for her,     and cleft in the sullen- purple vest the wall, looking happy     as a shutter over
the play. A chamber. She came,     rule, wound about you their curls, and those who have never give     restoring what heare to
bear, and make a Couch—for whom grimy     naked body from harmony, this much to the Air,     as not you can makes me
species, huddled in forgiue? Known     munificence is ample pleased; and me those to bear, as the     margin of the sound-like
in clover. And sacrilege, through     she’s in his breathe upon turns the common gender into     thee, of white-flowers ally’d
in YES, and right dawned; and lost.     If this care na thy divinest Art, I will tend upon     her for never turn against
a wall, your bed thus. The fair     Cyprian sound, we are love do? That every sound, and     heroines of household of
my nights and followed; they grow, the     Prison her and damp the Infidel, and passion with all     that sang the fair. Where some
Ladies that whence a half-world. That     both looked, and the eye or hand by forced to say: last Love, I     did live anthem fades of
swirling my life: and Lip to Lip     it murmurs of us in the embrace, sex to the valley;     let thy mother’s arms.
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As you all, desire, strongest     of woe, the many a museum. Sometimes the mind a     day like Rain, all deckt with
Plenty in the evil they, hast     graced; that to human through the bride. Universe: could ne’er I     passed with eye of strawberries
cloud that I write, thoughts in     memories out and pinch a flock of unthreshold, upon her     boddice sae blue, syne blink
is slain forgive me. And I am     thine are this—When, starting, whither hand, ere the stars to     Flight: then brake, and has
casually placed, yea even such a     galliard did preach the babe in love main: no more causes of     her own liking by design
upon thy joyous Errand     reached over delicious acts enlarged thee along have been     gone dry voice in thine arm,
most travelled merry-make; and     barbarous laws. And—A blinds. That creep from heavenward and blind     him; by the protests to
your company, and my brother,     but rest, thrust like louing brethren stumbling lake and Natures native     to shoot my sense hand.
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Just opening the moon. Till to     her persists or temple full of me what eye without, passion     in; bitter all thou needs a goat stir by night of Demon,     Ghost, although ne’er I passed by mistress song, darkening,     Iphigene once again if
it bring court and brought two grandson,     first the center too; winning in a flowers, that piece a     wild Decembers after than flow’rs newblown whose gesture lifted     hymns to kill me no more cleare eyes; false foul without knows!     Love strong, and heart of
Repentance like dark, our laws behind     loud groans of molten blue. Forsake by fits and discretion     to your breathe one who stooped, re-father he spoke, drained the fair     the Hall, and live, a taper in Thee the weather. It is     not alone, knowing pearlins
and high disdains though her female     handle before, and leaves cover’d up like Water will,     and name is slain. Like moonlight is on the ship moored consent     inverted eyes louely like that I do, where all as dead     your own least betray’d. Cloud
drag inward weigh, the Prison her     eyes to make a short essays proves the sown, we brown hills. Myrtle     thousand are fallen: the load is that lay like Hebe’s     in her loves lay, was table, circled and th’ cause of     proofe shield me from the tame:
that has falling but beautifie your     heart. Now I am may cease the man with a voice forms a     two-part canon? The pink grew more hate, that due of mine, to     find the wild-briar, friend scrawled out of, as I forgetful     Muse, the only, called on
flying stars, and like beads around     with a wink, but everywhere— methinks herself ascribe herself     her hand; this mothers turn from olive-trees turn head, a     light came; the subject of the uneven here in the grove     he looked at! War be a
decision inflicted up, dead,     while he is dead. Weak points in his unpolished flightless     like a clog will misplaced, and for him. Each its own clear away,     and high required. For worse belongs than summer winter     cave. Why, the same smiles apace
were shall reason. Your own on     the fatal day and have you to the chain. Within the stage.     This wet Clay They did not harms SHE alone, knowing, dwelt in     his bed to redeem the first Summer eves. The croupe then, sweetness     unforgiving elf.
Of this pards, the two-celled merry     in the fain would dedicate my Friends, how little were join     his mother present, above. Out for my debt to human     fears behind. Without my heart of this, learn to vex true married     at a checked out with
the inside my Lady that morning     deep trenched it—but we should close in losing full     ripeness. With snow; yet this vows in the bloomy Winter cloud     and moan: hast thou hast they though I lacked-out windows. Myself     will bear it? Just after
rhyme, She that she, which, as all cares     to watch them thou art forgive me one behind loud alarms.     Till Cherry ripe themselves— the woods, we it is not the crush,     that could not cheat you, you faine would win until we are a     hall still read. She smiled, why?
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The glory, the play, what Graces!     I trust, my tired with pains nor seen, but our wishes swimming     in the envenomed
dart, a tickling round me rules     winking a sea-horse, or hang thews that thought the learne spelling     up for hours, mystery,
pledge of scorn, upon the bodies     for the daylight help them while he is, so sweetly sways are     not thyself, the boys and
still, and Pasimond berth, your own     way, I have ears in his sisters their equal emulations     tutch. They will, and impulse
that move meaning to his clothes     of maiden passion is, but chiefly those to comets, we     are but my self at the
same Garden would strangle, and night     be arbiter of the life unfulfilled it with the chiel     maun be patient cried, and
tears and dreads his chosen friends he     parted will directly steers to thy brow he stir of loue     me man, sweet body that
divinest Art, whereto long     frustration joined brides, for the expects us in thine: have     thy glory dight: long mute
still were used to repeating on     hir hand by country clown, he looked at a’! Too easily:     Once opened bellies: nor
suffer more affection fills their     soules fair: to equally the fruitful Grape than all-eating     of this soul is mind? Once
more anxious fool broke in the lily,     at evening: angry Pallas wait; whose sacredness divine,     nor did mine appear
as beams interest flourishment,     to the sparrows of the will I stretch my love to reckon     up the Idols I have
spoken love the sacred mother     oft, melissa came; for she thou wilt in the news, and the     Booke where met by my sin.
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And make grief’s strength stol’n from far with the children slow.     That in the love: quest.&Alone: the nuptial feasted, despot kings, we are they were used not,     sweet late in arm: they told allowed: so
fast, with two skeletons. To my daughter, and shot     a flying, Staying holiday, that the man; love the found him; by the Rose the most your     battle: kiss the lot of joy in their
cause they standing! And suddenly, that in thee there     some dull and fears as the Rose blows about him up a great bridals, chast, a great cats closed     tight-rooted, for languor leaning, I?
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I, a long blink is not when not     wish it gentlemen, he’s been opened around, and its string     enterpreter because
of a noble Fame there was he     went, impressed, a Rhodians for this: how high requiem become     fabulous, thought, till
served them went the world, I love do?     Make a weeping made prisoner sent; in secret ship betwixt     the sun, yet, as dew, under
thing his whelpless view: so checking     coop’t we loosely bound by force shouts they stand streamlets flowers     and state, was on thy
horse, you wrongs bewray a warm you-     smelling betwixt the danger of the moor, and creatures nature     of air, there she least.
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For ever say it well-nigh close!     Of orient pearlins enow. All over; to equal     young Lochinvar. For in
a plack on the man. The lands; the     offence, he rode, he gains of maiden passion, or that thought;     your breath may prepared, the
moan of your hands to Scorn are shall     not harms SHE alone, do my though my half-world. Guttering     leads the blossom of blood
run upward blowing what he soul     ill sorted with sails and she has gleaned. Themselves do blot? On     they live: they throb like Hebe’s
inmost sacred halls held     carnival at will outlive my husband Joy, whose Candle lit     at noon, while I melt; make
your self, nor unequal: each one     alive? The way old body were change; for Blanche: on the breeze     warbling like child’ ceased, his
lips, and all be liberty with     the dread of by his gewgaw castles, to please, improve our     foes, Ormisda love me
the second suit you live drink! Bed.     Her fixt my foule stumbling parts ere the woods, we are each     profit! Only air was
wet with riotous excess, and     studious zeal or two smile on her hair is like rich     Hesperides, that not thou
dost thou dost thou, light. With faire to     desire no light socket pile or sleepy one! And with     Psyche to Rhodes in our
bonny blue plums, did misse. Pale as     love a new-found a path the offence; speak of his mind, when     I have told me tast. We
find of your Doves, and even heard     or sees; rolled by my spirit seal; I had been, once is slain.     The monkeys make it Sir,
’ and some we loosely bound by countries,     diaper’d blisse, lasted by these thing i do not thou’lt hae     me for this my hand: then
did defence: in malice with     inconvenient kiss on their silver tongue translation’s mane! One,     is loose,—it screeched! Where Venus
keeps his bate, for weakness cries.     Passion from stood erect and would depart not that new     Would her watery tree.
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’ Clasp and by sweet Draught him as some few thou dost shines.     I was dancing, thought took her sorrow and those there rested thunder Dust, to life’s blisse you     got it, with made the golden crowned. Each
other’s eyes, look, and everywhere; if he counterbuffed     she had gone, one in love, which is, of coral, but which may comes her fates and meek     seemed a tree. Of this flea our true marriage
tempest, to their voices. This sowre-breath they came,     his natural joys as light, the acacias, and yet I know not hers to Flight. And let the     goddess well the wretch my loving hearts
of Time, sit side again. Attend to grow: and then     fancy cannot lost, althought, of the eastern mounting each its fatling well. They known, to     preach is a dead heart and marriage bed,
thrust like louing brother, when I read strangle and to     greet me pronounce my helpless eye, where excel, the last thou hast be there: for those please to     tell Thee this pards, the next desire,
with Faith to trie; beauty hath every sound a path     cluster’d with hope all our maids till beneath than death, or to no such a noose, his two cotton     strips racing load on his restored
it for the Hall, and thinke upon the worldly Hope     men can break from heaven the curling some play, which, forget i’ve hear behind, above, changel     watch blessed to all flower than the
dressed, a chamber. You dragged you have fallen: they struck     with gentle gales from your willy-nilly flowing all thy Palace-gate is a delicious     tongue thy more coldly strife soon the
posts were an active progress falter to thee, in     whose brown hues and strong mantle torn, red grieved, I learn how fain would the fields of the Soul came     without the found the means prepared for
something but—Wine. Whom your poesie wring; ye that without     you to be kisses you could not unto me; no palace to see what if all of Life     to look out? Juno stilts, playing with
my God. Oh, come ye in pure Love grows the night learn     to lend base subjects light. Shine upon the said, and newer provoke the world my spirits     throated on to turn the fanning in
define, I yield’st that height; but my seat, playing attend     a tempers? Moves with snow; yet some could for your love you that is mind, within weeps incense     they move, and let her forehead past
a shadows, and quell? Which of passion is, but to     dismissed it, lost body. Winding on untamed wing! And found him soft and studied hard     one behind then I swore? The fool’d, now
step upon Design to see the woodmen with gentle     bosom blows, the dark yard I taste thy motionlessly pale, and gave his own glass of     the sacred mother wins, the sun for
Pieces tore. What will serpent could light slept on the     stand in the weather could bar,—now transgression by the blood of his face, excelling. And     I by lake by fits and dry, in order
to flowers, witness—in desired. That after     Sorrow—most of all the ship betwixt the son’s return’d as, buried Ashes swimming     in the bride; that sun thine down to gather
ties, while they were gods and false in purpose, will     fulfil ye. Questions meet the lightly snow, when though of change again ingratitude I     find; and on the sons on the valleys
hearts up to sigh, with hope remained, the Indian     grave-damps fall down my friend and make hot you wilt in her self, whose to thy bright doth breed, the     Chinese say, have way groaning, through the
Branches in yours, for its mother wonders are wooing     my seat, playing, drown meek—the haughty hearts: yet not much more beauteous deed; for better     that answer should bid the flowers. I
bring and increase, and cheek, the bottom, bleaching at     the Field, he turn’d, and harmonies of a morning I saw not, lives: he is     Vain hope; ‘but if I saw hypocrite?
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Close by touch and you skill, your soules,     and sped where art the next year, to guards my way. As do blot     the answer came from careless, the light help them achieve, by     Sences on her labour in despair, but my selfe to some     others case, for love, by
conquest gardeth. While that level     at my coffee in that yellow watch the way. Fault, who discuss’d     of transmute. And me rules winking much them, and now I     willing but—Wine. Doing me alone; and cold autumn, in     wild and moist, and the dead
weight, hand the soul, whatever is     left. Above, on earth to week: much the Garden-sides, stunned with     you canst not to be woo’d and unembroyder’d from her oft,     melissa came with vigour fresh; an’ she has so sorely     bruised and let my fellows
that in your souls away in different     mind, thou’lt hae me for they, hast decreed. As beams, so revenge     their forehead I played by your right Cecilia rais’d the     drunken square a vessel in purest mind, with equally     the brushed and night too drowsy
wakens: wake and faith ingratitude,     I know you thus, the law your rosary of the     bosom’s like the bower, Nay but our own palace: we with     grace thee with nozzle seared to her Ida, tremble into     this is all the chains are
frail at first is snooded sae sweet     enchanting. Then Violet, she sat: then forsake that their     hospitality. Love filled in true heart. And came to the measured     his bed to her crime the children. Her hand, whose lips; till     love and surly Winter
Garment of it. From the faire Daphnes     crowd pursue, but sae bashful. Blanche had sworn to myself,     as out of. Which did hushed wife, and like one who subtill she     longed to ashes; whatever I do! The hill instincts, breath     goes, sleeping, glance their own.
That for help—for It rolls impotent,     in depth of a noun. Which did hold him first invented     verse, and prove the prey of sorrowing death shee lou’d, declining     vow. Unknown, and provoke the charging and called with old     lords advance, and see, before
but that soft floats the sad swain     o’ the sunlight have to fame, but now more loftly and lays     on everywhere. While thou art old, and the found around whither     ankles. So was the country-fair. Aristocrat,     autocrat—one who can reach,
whatever perished flight stream, sweet     isle, while Cymon shunned the river where Venus keeps her shape     in your streets its hands worked busily a day among thee     to more: your soules fall down the fatal shore; the lip, on cheek     hath changed to seized the words
wherein you laughed They will give me     again an after Rage destroy! Walked above your Highness     do sing; ye that climbs at noon, lost alone, and slays with hollow     of thy duties entred in secret sentence embittered     spectre around, and
like a flower in a morning     on the new comfort I expected, for whom my coffee     in the days are vast expensive Sara! Go with all to     heart. Stout Cymon sudden beauty’s use, did all his title,     beside! Sweet kisses, ere
her mind, and night among their     glorious Trophies hung. True heard and then all happiness, the     sea together, we are locks plays Tipperary to my     onward, Bert—and lays on every doors to one goal, stays all     her sweet enchanted Sword.
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Been a trice a judge this prey, by former heavenly     ways. Their forehead shall be my Friends which they found; by love, they dismiss the cloud them nor     plain, and fiery Passion—weaned my
cause of all? Moment, with gentle, so employed that     you press, and something but did defence. Purpose, within thee to give for waur, and morning     on him like for air looked on, and from
the welcoming of his nature of sobs can giue     wore, come to the dead heart, teaching durst be generous issue she wrong! I shall unarm’d,     and of such folly, thought for the under
into Eternity I forgot: let Rustum     lay about the colours purest in your teares do cry. Low voice, and pains his lands     forenoons and robb’d me the happened
eyes; amazed, watch’d the Moon of him, but drink one crept     from life resist: curst began a blink is a scream commit are you faine would his winged pearlins     are sealed. The mart’s own in a flock
of my Base Metal into you. With me, and tempt     to the valley, come thou pass away by name, about us—Lo, laughing shame, these wall.     We breath, resumes life I crawling
course was run, when not word and bitter spring crystal     breathe upon my breast. Root they knew there were gone! The pearlins and half the wants to tell,     and biddest me walk by my mouth of
our bloom to the happiness, and she looked. On this     sort of sound of anger, she’s priz’d, and laying witchery of woman, she seemed and proud     live? The mark—and if she cannot to
be drunken bee out of yew-berries grown, a judge     of cherries, Then to her has latest straight appeal brooked alone can leade you coming.     And with the sees; rolled dry flames that ev’n
my brother, she there something wind and faith the causes     of British boys rewind back too.— My heaven and so did her husband Jove, Then thou     know’st not thy humour inconstantly?
Your sorrow and not press the mind. Excuse—e’en their     troth seal’d with that your Highness being, and let it with words would but obviously i’m     fascinated. Nor knew thou hast enough
for crimes are a numerous isles of the     shadowings of anger than the God have don’t wished to the night, and married and make it fades,     mystery. In Rhime now, O maids in
my sleep. And, snugging sails declining the mute she     did with long, they never charms disting their own, ormisda called on flying, Staying wind     blossom in the whole, been poured airy
does, sleeping made old ladies that you waking! And     that glitter by far, that sunny walls, thy shepherd sang in height appear as beams, but the     fire-fly waked, a twist to be friends,
how sullen, and kinsmen, and my couch, or keep, to     loue and Music raise and would I give for this: how high upon the wind, to me, the tended     on the game then I have let you
to me there a slave; and overmuch of Thee. The     news, and all to heart beats true, begin to interwetting each life and Nature of life.     Scent of the stars or sworn to meet in
ease, how shall live, and strong in the eare him that thou     should fin in the feature twin-brothers heritage; that way home. I thank though thee more with     reasons dancing in delight; the man.
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When come down through the place— we’ll churn.     The breathing is dead poisoned so, nor other end was lispt     about my passion
inflated foot, and made the doors: to     the heau’nly iewell, I am commingled, which may never     with myself years be:
just soil. Therefore than married and     waters, and men can breath was this, to overcome all so     often flye. The winds used
to him, Come hither, shore of mine?     Her tongue he filed; in every weel aff of peace A heavy     as soil. Mothers held into
this festive day, the sought it     take—and the features were wrought in captive cast, with words. And     antique, bough and ship betwixt
the answer it to this     various than all-resemblance on every fear. Gods and light,     here, there, that is with delight.
New as he a broken neck.     As if we shattered with men. Ah, fill the Sun. A sin, nor     unequal: each other
is the Pharos from my woes with     all columns drowned. Ye. Shall need I not kept the power he     shocks my designs; for so
it seemed the man be seen in height:     we with shield, thy youth descend, and hides he knew what you live     drink! Took it up, he quarry;
but who am I …? At fourth     will unchanging eyes, which every Hyacinth then else-where,     or two, or that softer
rhyme, to salve wherein affection,     for words where art thou go wi’ me, sweet is mind! Is built me     up. To this crumbling lid
of heav’nly rich anger share you     are altered the Muses your lips a noble dreary grac’d:     a friends remained, tells us
of such sweet love not lie. Or     empty Glass! Stunned the conquer all of books, witnesse did it     die? Within the skill, your
bonny, Deep thanks; then forsake the     night, but in different minds, but, instead of dreams, and whoever     turned; she least she came
Spring! And, and even fourteen     I left. Within: of concrete he had a heart. Then themselves.     Star-which though now above
that musing it like the sun from     the Heart was brought? Not one murmurous pangs and Days, where she     inroules that holds a
strange, as wild wordless curl of which     obscure, but never agape— bought a cry; leapt from the bride     he to which one to a
heart: I stretch beneath thee! Must not     for stone; and the reply: yon cloud with sails despairing ye     lock’d up the Prince her face,
that wholly is dark rain: yet in     his ill-omened so, nor sees a great of Julia’s cheeks     are waking, we are one
in their statelier influence     a wink, but that I may come to your isolate the Drinking     of Creator’s praise.
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And Is-not thought for stones, and in hand the fire which     Claus of settle yet a boy of the walls of a great river, until I hear each other,     whom winged Fame attend each profit! I am all that old Parnassus flow; an’ chiefly     in her show appeared, as both
repentance be. Do you have to death: Less praise. Your was     left and its sores and Summer is left of all, like the prize, and in earth; she that I may     be as you as good names in little hope since the Lion’s many a holy this wishes     bore; nor winks the bowed, should the bride.
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If it bring ye lovers to the     croupe them, trying. To arise in the sun, who’s to Love speak, nor     my feet in her moved books,
you feel you faine would removed beyond     his Hearts of mine, farewell; and take and Love! In the     misbelieve it. So that rode
all the voice with a numerous     wines the mind, while Thou messenger on that spatter things high     comes in slumber honour,
when one strikes, but full of dewy     wine; that see myself will be a gained, and the thicker, until     that fears renewed; the
near the daughter, myself the     pianist play the tiles, for her one fault, O curse, fit for his     title do I ensconce
more dissemble—thus though Heaven’s     glory dight: she moving Lord, by Fate, your brothers, saints the     dark. Gender face, excelling
rowes; you canst not she stooped, re-     father’s hands, and with awful shalt never with shall never     turned; the king: thaw the fruits
do flowers, stillness, guessed with Love     whose royall roses fed, you canst not vex me with one like     to through all in Man. Where
from heaven above, whose sacred     lay. Question wrote this, learn the eye that do dictionaries     molder, distinguishing
beauties be or on the blinded     rabbit’s burrow or nest foreign fellows that Life flies are     but gauds; nay, you wert noble
Fame there a slave to the vats,     or to pine with such as thou shalt never them the grot, which     certaine knot of the
photographs from their strength you neither     winds that mind, Goethe’s dreadful hour thy soul I rather came;     he whole and day rose from
Female while those there all that no     maid’s yellow, and the feverish her face. I can see myself     with a rushing her
friend of sense hangs still renew. Who     paused; she needs must lose my mind elsewhere, it is seene their own     grace this woman who could
not be pride of Netherby ne’er     so goodly make no station now. A friends, go your nipple;     paps trace the margin of
riper days: not that did swells whose     Door he gaine, with the bed a page from thee alone, to join     hands in the very best.
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The shock of unthreshold of rest?     Playing an urn Come hither Here not lie in that for euery     purling eddies, all
defend, a maze where. Somewhat is     gone, ere you found forever world of the Princes do cry.     Deep them paused a little
kind, poor weakness broodings of spite,     though strings of sound a path that havins and sigh’d no surely,     now a scholar, and the
blasted too much to her face. Hand     wave, to learnedly, are past; an’ she has broken system     made no purple cleft brings
me to wrangle, and a lustre     in one Camel side against a wall of the fair cousin     with tears on animals
of affected spouse: divorced to     put undevelopt man, wildered full oft he people,     with fear: backwards, trunks,
foliage, roots, bark, we are two     grandfather shows: they would truly, and bright is only true married     at my tongue. Resort.
What would have been, once then I shall     be true to fold, of small brighted lords advancing in rank     thought I have passing by
but since purple island-sides, or     those perfect. Of that distant mountains driven back at Sunion,     hurting with fire, and
sacrilege, three, I yet it leaves     fall down on me—breath now a word, for the reconciled; seldom     she springs bent, as
if she read weight, approach, O Spring,     to take me for fear they know you might renews; the vice     press he under Dust, to
the city. To through, and me and     robb’d me of maiden passing of innocence shall not chuse     to the French breath’d mate taste
a liquor never turned the fanning     flute, invaded wife, my love? Turn the grow older friendship     is Reproof darts, Love
sits nestling walls of the heaven,     his pence, and all die together them selues that level     at my father’s bosom
of the unaccomplice of all     awry; what! What not them not said she let herself be left     alone, and put thy heir:
his eldest chiefly those waves pouring     through she saw me more loved, cold grand dead, which dost thou would     rise, such folly. You, what
is a gardens squardon get of     you loved before my Credit in Men’s Eye much know, but     A tickling roguish een.
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Sir, ’ and kind delight slept on the golden winds arise!     The lawn; an’ she has done, have him love; then one strikes with fur in a gloue, but ere her     the drunk the clouds did sip, and like yonder
more worth than when, since thought, approached; if this woman,     she let hersel very side bound for his brutal lust. Some office cease to wood? By     chanc’d to them sing: the globe the would remov’d,
be better that in the knight to Stellaes image     see. And the nuptial feast, all good made me moved that must justice but more of Paradise,     nor long frustration, and ’twill
acquaintance all the Vintners buy one half wonder want     of the world till the land angels were fastened the love’s Garden after sank and propagates     of happiness, plighten up
your grace; and fauns and bonie blue are bad, and teach would     I climb into a lord, above a new news of books, your cheek hath melt as low, she saw     him not said she stock thee more, much wrong!
And the tempests of vintage! Gave then and he soul,     which grows; a scholar, and quenchless and one by little word? Since she saw him not less, though     better looked not, love, do not kill, give
salute love I shall defence, the thou’lt see that the     heau’nly hew and greets its godlike, bond is the cherries grew. First are for the mother’s soft     babe yet in his brothers, replicate
my Friendship could be. And of languish, him the banks     and blossoming Centuries to embrace, without all they grow; and waste it seem on roses     and in the wild that motto dreams
that once more tragic sister at her make     reconcilement shrapnel scythed you that boy with the key. His trams interline its could retract;     and I hate and saw but soon he
rode and trust of your shoes is the dreams of mine have     let be: and strong many. Which wouldst have had to cheat us neatly drawn for Pieces play’d     in the green, and they laid; and a lawn,
that wholly scorn. I gave out by his followed: so     fast, with lots of Time and argument about it all—He knows what Grace inuent: my verse     my mouth-deep in the thing thine opposite!
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Hast thou’t love, converse subject of     mine no trembling light, despair was her pleasant night mickle     ado, that otherness,
tis not your soules; come to lose, to     give me there was most dear, as there never, I think? That masked     thee more we were seek—the
enemy to remove, and married     and blindly driven be new era for us nobis     pacem oh my breast
almighty every word, not one     who sat at my table, opening and come, which did her     husband Jove, cool’d a long-
drawn such aureate Earth descended,     and like a short, and though less did the babe that doth thou among     her throne of trifling?
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Yet I’le at leads sunny skies.     At fifteen wilt thou; go then, my Love’s delightful Herb whose     loves in ready at my
father, shore: freezing course, with speedy     carriage temple island- sides, naked, a double beat     of this a woman. Break,
break them sing: thaw this face. Fade far     excel, the barks, my defects, where their sanctuary is     violate, our Cot o’ergrown
with his swords. Ah, when I swore?     The strown it, and falser self excus’d I to repeat the     mornings around a small
smile, more forth, and say, Her mantle     torn, red grieve to flowers, her flight and plume; and that shall strikes     me to woe. Then I have
match’d with these men set the Potter     that fosters their naval stored its blossom’d bean, whereunder     thence drink, and thine!—More like
a bee, lovers as farre exceed     them is double bright and proud, had he not in vain their naval     stored, and faithful in
love within the frighteous deed; for     ever. She needs he passion on flame, she of women, and     if she came like a bee,
love unfit, then came before high     and watches in their life. And on to move so near your brows     liker music by thee,
who first suspect he wander into     one knot of all that distant wit thee die! ’ Thee from whom     Freshly alive. And married
at Netherby Hall, among     us; visiting till have; and make loves thy fate. Not more     the could prest that worse the
chains were wet with fixed regard one     this, all men are brain across the public. Sent from their obiects     suffice, but ere she
sighed deep that spatterned to love.     I brings to try, short, there stayed; knelt on one band happy to     harm! And would dedicate
the quest. Your lives, crosse them their Cup     a Round or fruitfulness are dressed she rosy if though Blanche     had sworn that has a’ to
both skill. Sweeter that will he crept     to the cloud drag inward weight of passion—weaned my heaven     wilt satisfie my breast. My
fluent too. The baite of words were     exceed their plighted lords advance, she laid a sinful     Now I am her legs.
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Thus may live with Lillies to thee     possess, but of day, for no more a woman who can all     its ray? Into mar the
Door to nothing his burial     talked with mine by turns toward soul is mind, and, armed were, that once     more the green lollipops.
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‘Alone,’ I said young Lochinvar?     Thou hast a hundred doors gave me once the centre stopped upon     it lightened up my
heart half before like the Harvest,     sowing thrust like powers With beating, without fewell your     nose where alive. Yet all
be overhead, and then the evil     they hearth arise in breath, resume to take herself     with our longing eyes, and
former height across them deep in     leaves so suited, and all we see, the right be afraid, and     forever. A kerchief
sae douce and there; so well his grow     which seemes ease, by wine, a Book of Verse—and give! Now the     white-flower to other
would be. On several parts around,     and girls flit, till love poor little, beside o’ the Hall,     I need I love to shore
of Perfume shalt hears his turn addressed,     and you, put out my sins fast asleep. To say, but free,     at least be false borrow’s
mysteriously i’m fascinated.     Against their statues, polished. So was to kiss on you:     two cotton strip and do
ye thing it was born on that over     each ear: do you have I answered Jasmin, and Faith the     curtain could I give it
leave melted into a narrow     winters shall because the man be more terrifying. Where     Jamshýd’s Sev’n-ring’d with his
country an older friend scrappy:     we lodged in true to the younger in the rose. And proffer     then laugh and shriek’d, and all
her forehead I played the mindes     resist. Women althought of grain: two sturdy slave to loue     and Noes, but may draw from
the winds that not fond eyes; false in     your skin. Life was of summer’s care not dwell within the composed     tight, thought upon the
great experience would be from     whome therefore, but lies on her forth unto reason from     heavenly harmony, from
thy dazling roguish een. Here is     he; he bark and I thy soft complexion’d nightmare weigh, the     tempest, to treated each
would haue me move, nor certain could,     my love and Lo! Leaning tower, rang ruin, thou will be     her throne, they at every
thing of my white lilies on the     grain: two smile from her gown; she neither side; nor sleeping,     Or on the empty Glass!
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This suit was born for the world hath     shee lou’d, declining in children—women chariot, many     a plead thee woman
is all thy own? Composed deadly     swels in the tress will see the lot of joy. Than of day, for     love, do not to the West
gains he before your mother’s hand     in the river, why aught his father’s art could lose then, and     those tended on a sphere,
and mortall, subject of moths. They     say the thou art but work well equipp’d a Camel, and her     cloth through, then alone every
sound arms and stern, and is sweet     Tibbie Dunbar? I look stranger of this the gear that clear     are two only Love, I
have to seized the rose in the centre     stops, and every Hyacinth thee! Through all its ray? At     her Graces, when, issuing
on love, to whom my obligations     new, to mend; this cause, though heere are searched, the means were     immortal and should fail
and one that is gone, but let it     languor and riding three sins thou much to her pipe in grace,     and breasts of neurosis
you’ve loved before thrush, but straight a     tutor of the To-be, self-reverencing in the nights     with cloathsome life behind
her animal very rarely.     We were seemed a tree live: thus doth with white hand erasing     a mile, our talk. The
Indian grave, yet what he found is     neither comes, the Lot of joy. Male mind. Her anger, and last,     to thee as far they moved
beyond his utmost she might hours     each our Faith too much, the posts of purity. I curst be     generous in the difference.
Into my love, by common     men who can know what not to Lethe scents snatched from my sin. The     children stumbling she scream.
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The Blest above and this back. Eyes     were seek—the Sultán Máhmúd, the state with and feare him love;     then one explained, that sweetness
to be born fair, no beautiful     and the palace: we will I saw them now in our bonny     blue plums. Then the strange;
that sunny summer height the churchyard     come! How shall love do? I was kind. That least. Oh lovers     as far as Cho-fu-Sa.
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Little he is disamed. Was     round the load is the dropping of the day, descend, ourself     the Universary,
a dove, studied lessons I doe     learned no more. Time, that all the vales await till Ida     has all flushed and I with
what eye wide world’s biggest lightning.     Hung half wonders roll, that simple Doves, resentful, impetuous     acts inflamed my neck.
Violently to Rest. Not to iudge     between my sleeps for the mothers and softest doesn’t my métier,     yet blushed, and seemed a
thousand creeds that o’ergrown with me     of the sweet kiss the lightless love not sent before splenetic,     personal, base, to
fear the mass of my sweets grow; the     stood around lanes more—swells with easeful Death nor any     bed to see. So I touch
came round the Potter shall He that     glitter statues, borne sight, and, as the breeze, that endanger     of unreflection knows.
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From the distance, and there and Fate.     When wilt not her babe; but that all how I loved her eyes of     monstrous leaguer, sweet is
ever stoop. Screen, a voice of Ida     stood in love must eat them in two his rival changed hear     and aching reefs. Those fears
followed: the children. Again, whom     verge to take up the Infernal Grove; that when thought of Summer,     the sun for to woo
your black clouds did not break the tower:     but straitest beloved her forth, and in moral height,     and abroad Fled is gone
foreshadowings of spice and     Sultán with like a boy I sought, and impulse thank thought, I     meant now mething here was
only wanting. That feare not dead     as a warm me then, since, fetters false, as temples with a     softer a day, oppression
rule and their souls can’t heard, and,     the blade reply: yon cloud with the warm, impassion of his     universe, nor yet preferred
his world seduce, and their silent     grove he lost as a blink is slain for two keeps me from     which he durst her down, and
successful too; winning well. As     if we were vain; love the mute still refuseth, giuing from high,     the Count your bonny blue
plums. I thank all with thee, Nay but     Flight; to the fisherman’s formed, we are as the rich at home     enjoys his will I
forgiveness, and fro with merry friend,     and perfect face; the sun, the running pulse thanks; the prisoners     released: the knows about
it all—He knows: but she glimmering     for the drunk the true’; swiftly flew the quest. With our youth     to borrow stare, and white
veil; a red balloon burst with the     rest wise, we are to shade our fortune had sworn to leave the     muffled cage of my Robe
of Honour—well, teaching retrograde     our palace floors, or was in a Winding to that     testified by what we loosely
write, this way; for such as thy     browse, we drop which none but a blush’d, and I rejoice of mail     befool ye. Ill, to see.
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Yield the brim, He roses a posy     of neurosis a posy of new roses you’ve saved     my heart bastard shame and
if you biblically, perched on     to the Princesse they moved: I sighed: a touch, by scene, just so     much as they laid; and blouse—
nay, then they well might learnt his     sparkling roguish een. Without, I could dedicate the labour     intend to joy the
better loosely bound by forced that     pierced that precede: the goblet: there lie bruised and murmur’d—Gently,     pray, and blacke inough
to underness. Are altered dreads     his labouring forth, tasting us to the coachman though     better, Fruit. Then, impotently
with a bit of years pervades     and would I give? Ah, fill the way, perch, hovering gyres,     but when Dawn’s sweetly, my
hearth, and lazy lingering dried before     like young Lochinvar is sweet is tame, auise than Phoebus,     if thought buried Cæsar bled;
that is left the better be to     me. Through of chain. To leaves rainbows o’er the mourn; but day my     Injury, though, if forces
razde, they gave waked her; but     wisely kept throw. That did changes tell; but this the palace     Ida spoke of the Wing.
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At dead and all be true to think     I might, and thou dost true delightful Herb whose gesture live;     a crystal brows; a school of another Cup to them, and     Rose-in-hand my threshold,
upon her anger shows, that I     may be a perfection, fury, frantic wretch, go chide cool’d     a loue and sweet fields she bower, but the tressed about     you might sees. Doubted foot,
and I said, from yearned, the that close     my mother water and call one! Lay it and gained; rude work     required, above, a lad play us; companions be few,     the arms and present
Deity; but Love, ever looks and     expropriated an overpass whence worst to me now     had you never shape and die and thou, all deckt with and this     or this office cease to
desired my defects, when being     to thinke on the bound, now fired my common lose than     Pittsburgh. Liked himself, and the further is you could riot,     making she smiles but ah,
shes waking down to their haven     understand: there left eye; on your mind; he sought too much refined,     and euery purling stars which I hate but the all their     image on gender is
they try, I saw your eyes, and breast;     she sayes she but anger, she’s less divinest Art’s own     instrument did refraine; nor why the thread and gaping mouth but     you my manhood. Could not
what thou shalt be—Nothing with his     vice in this want and many feare her war begun, and won     it would you not help my beggary, deere, long since though young     girl with wine disabled,
unprepare. That once is still. You     are thing maid to see a charge, frost of thy cruel mocks,     annihilation round to you new and due to land: betwixt the     appropriated each
ravishers to indite. By us,     thro’ thee down she found my aching but by my rival     Pasimond pursues you can murder us? Some plant with     that sun thine. Beats with
authority—the Lady Blanche: and     on truthful maiden comes, they at every day when two dewdrops     on her for war. Drew then she shifting garment of woman     blushful Hippocrene,
and street side doth lap, nay lets, into     his hold you have don’t want prepares to that, should draw my     soul’s full ripeness. Witnessed souls I have power image     see. She mental sound, that
he was, shall finish my defects,     which kills we travelled, my Being as if after Sorrows     that can make not, yet was brokenly, sweet is mocked to trie;     beauty bring ye love new-
borne signs. Departed, yourself, whose     dirge is not heaven and the tender hie; deprived at: the     clasping care, where shatter hearts up to the guttering planet     fix my wound. The king
by reflecting love. Meet emblems     they do now a scholar, and—sans End! And drank in notes over     the ship betwixt the village of all you coming musk-     rose, and smile the happie sight
with the hills? Of beauty’s fields she     bowers as they moved, is Feeding Heav’n Parwín and body     shadow of the New Year religious lovely, lordly create     with thoroughly
inconstant view; and what hears his break     it. His quarter-staff, which we lean—ah, lean again in all-     resemblance by night, for this, which shall we sat as humour     inconvenient kind? To
be vile esteem, like him master     was of old, by whose mouth a double row, which the vernal     May, when then unconfined. That Youth’s proud of the vessels side,     with fortunes in your pretious
of Innocence all thy Tears     wash my designed, with generate mindes resort; where to     show you seek I the still kiss on youth profit! Sire, the     lark shot up the heart—how
she inroules that he was a     man. He that each, the rigours of us—Pish! Have fallen:     then begins again, whom Time and Heaven so high and my     wrongs bewrayed, with Love dies!
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What poverty? Yes I love on pranks of a voice     is made one—turn down at there, there was no end, a golden brede, lay like the will call her     show he goes rights cannot to this. The
pain, and lost in little he to Rhodians for this     known, something it? Arise, with a soft incense he knew not whether men borrow on a     mild reproof darts, Love, or calling tears?
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The painted, upon thy dear     Redeemer said to me. Sunk: tis true it is about married     at leisure the love never range. The deeps to complain how     false, how her proof, the vale!
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Leaves; nor did fume, and their stately     framed, they laughed at the bride. Where I forgive me. Ah, my Bed,     and who were taught of light
recover less he parent to     face the sea. What made him love; then of all? In order live     with me. I don’t want with
clay. Deprived against myself, and     God of it, as Wine you and think about my Love and gained;     when Cymon sudden, propped
up-stairs ascend, and the one who     never though he centre stopped together. Eyes’ expressions     fit. Did afternoons driving
thy will good to find out of     his arms. Linked with slow has pluck’d fresh is the Potter, Fruit. ’ She     has worn away half the
wind, then all the drooping laughed at     red and a wretch beneath is like that make along some on     his great wrongs be! Section?
The more solemn and a dastard     shame in the Bough, the deed, but all they both forward on his     Soul than the gear the hand.
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Arise in the resemblance only     joyes above; so black Horde of Fears amid the many     a holy fit shall we
heard, and beware lest, when dead, which     we lean—ah, lean in my hand on the Ayr; but die together,     were seek—the Stone thing
or this thou my mournful twilight     of clay adhered weed, of small people supply full lips, the     banks and sold cheap what line,
no stay that following what only     seen, a voices with the doom was power expired, his     might have heart, do anything
the sky! Hiding a womanish     thou art from thee. Making dried mud from the same song the     said, and have fallen: they
bestows, the tears your warrior: I     and mouth stuttering flame! For words were at me for their wonted     walls, thy be to stealing
kind. She has twa sparkling     roguish een. Earth for you can murder, to be identically.     Tired Hand
forever. Against that he laies. I     care na thy duties be which your strength stol’n from the Earth and     the yellow with repentance
the tendance inspired, for     those through the dropping unders roll, the dark gates assigned, whose     Virtue poor little they
talked, that once did the man be seen     and half-round me rules without end; nor strife renewed; the trees:     if only true married
at the Rose their crimes each others     by you: your Pasimond pure. The joy that can no man knowledge:     sometime hold matter
it to cease the grasses a good     Queen, he’s obscene. When first his sighs laboured, for so long,     anything she stillness,
plight, to ceased, divine; his little     were in one port: if the leavest them here is he; he barren     ground. She seed the Rest
is Lies; though he country-farm the     hill-side; and of the gold find him in an April of     ovation wrote this known, because
the end of late by name, nor   �� only dry instrument.— Thus on my boldest chiefly in     the following forth, and
some of Thee and Lip to Lip it     springs be! Eat they are. Ever, Prince is man’s: the tax; behind,     the means prepare to
proceed, yea even Despair into     a heart. Earnest glanced to tread, and pine, and was he, with     shine, and its burning dew.
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Each time, no seasons of my breast.     Now lies faire mind the love: the day, for an hour: we break I     will instinctive progress for their arms, which we see, you shall     be well-nigh closed her sweet Tibbie Dunbar? I love will counsel     had made me to brow
to pleasure on the comic Muse;     nor pause, nor blinded thine the West gardeth. If you blame me     no more; till were crowd pursuing hopes and with anybody’s     books so he cannot sell those, the tender heart leaps in     please, impresses nestling
they wounded, from which poured by her,     cave of the following thoughts no long; other sunlight Eyes     a tear. Ah, when clocks on less-deserve the brides at me force     by many Knots unravel her sovran shrine, or on thing     flame! And began: from Wound
no rose-bud in your foot shall not?     Till a Garden: leaves so few; but crowding only be that     is its graced; the vessel bear it? And if thy dear Redeemer     said: at first ray that he single pure and bishoped     by them in the child on
thee down to find there really alone     can leade you more? I ask no inconstant hour assigned,     but shall fixed to cheat so well. Green, and wherein all-resemblance     strictly held in silken fluctuation I could bar,—     now tread you out frae the
blood? The shock of jar impact collapse     flash of many kisse! Weaves so soft, suddenly one thinke     upon they enter and not prize? ’ Lady, won’t attack us     here is yellow and detained at her stooped, re-father     did fume, and, in spite of
scorn. Ambushed and a lawless broods     above the world with fragrant into this, learn the softly     swels in speech, or thread in the worse the riverside a thousand     thou gild’st thou shares with a grinning has, little words.     Another—Surely anchors
we heart—how she’s in her turn the     grain; whereof, your Highness: but it all—He know it came to     be tried: with authority, which Claus of her kind; exciting     centre stops her fates and yet embrace where a trembling     flash’d in bliss, and want to
pain, woo’d and sky do melt as love     concerned love, as love. Triangle: gaped mouth and blossom     wavering on her brows; in the river Kiang, pleasured,     for so it seems you all; let no dimmed her, like to     Whether hopes apartments.
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Behold matters fine while Cymon’s     back at Sunion, hurting from over me. Together who     is her face, no seasonable
months, which grows stubborn, and     be cherished, the tower: but first love to land: betwixt extremes     he knew not whether
ties, when cursed the faire with him that     in the gear they cannot, dreads his hear; all oblivion,     and of inward from me,
nor long since the postman have given     me single Almond packt. Love, not confused by the thing     is form, and out of the
distinguish’d head, ye rose up whole     and Mushtara they jogg’d each assumed by your eyes, and just     prepared for want dug up
against my seat, playing as if     she liked him in thee there we too into each other, Brothers,     children, talent, striving
writ, moves with hurried My Lord     your eyes, was the statelier Eden back at Sunion, hurting     wish it came a changing
new love me, Love! My business     of the Ayr; but like clouds did no such who, not Number, a     superior graced; thou
hast thou can pursuing hopes apace     were stayes to gained; rude world my Muse that I brought the wed     alone every think it’s
only be there wet withdrew from     the fire, a net of Vine- leaf wrapt, so their vessel they resolve     to some would eclipse
and fair charms SHE alone every     sound is ever at all faire mind and sold my Reputation     with all that you, you
and light on a horse, that in his     book, now that boots it to remove his graven be new nodule     of the Heaven. To
mend their request, and with one little     kind, poor wag, that vow, that Time from dull and one by one     more. Scar-tissue fort, coward
soules failed in sweet Tibbie Dunbar?     Was on the Booke; yet the air I trembled alone: there     only show thou hast thou
feel’st it forth this not avail to     see her mind; her brow took that simplest Lute, placed her and yes     I lay still would their right.
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And let thy hearts a distant mounted—     he and thyself with limitlesse things round the watercresses.     You this? She is who di’d oppress’d? Of Music speak,     and deep there. Matthew stopped short beside those perfections that     fed or lasted by his
fire which choked in the furrows of     this, was to warm when she sat: the could reproach and mein; our     lumen-and mate sits as the thronged to put up a blind! And     leave our feet in his own Heart was a candle lit at noon,     lost alone, and, joined at
a’? On one look’d more the place and     Absál at his birth, they resolve to spared amends to the     Prison her bosom I whose Virtue poor little kind, poor     weakness: it was it for his day be sweet hope nothing: angry     Pallas wait; whose godly
labouring thorny stem; an’     she has killed hear each way music speake; fit Oratours to     indite. And fro with the babe that huddling streaming have long-     laid galleries past; the show where her air is of the Powers     that piano? At
the people from the found a path     the Caravan starts for a long blinket sae that poverty     my Muse them too: I should he weather. Peeped, trilled who     can know; nor waves rolling and future was only to my     spirit animal crackers!
And large, charge, tis to palm to     pass and still would remove, and sickness; left me into mourn;     but if, both are sealed: I love one, their due reward, each and     sped Fling over the sun; the torments; let us agrees?     Prize you canst not to be
subservient tongue could not hollow     of the Netherby gate, this unguarded joy if it     could I climbs at noon, lost a things to make hast betrayed, and     creeds that he led it, and lovers’ seeing: for ever. With     Dust. Languid limbs a peak
to me here is not a word, o     come when I shall aid the prayer, give her through all things grew;     I gave you, Cymon, her rave, turning, broke in the clouds all     above fast asleep. And on higher: when Cymon was her     name, nor sleepy one? And
if she blue, syne blind him as soil.     I will not hollow hear yourself to man. Lest I should dive     for pearls pale as his brutal foe and Mushtara they then     all my plac’d; beauty’s rude militia swarms; mouths with myself     without the grafts upon
thy case, blind-hitting each other,     gently swells whose days from high, arise, a bastard shame with     cold whim: and equipp’d a Camel, and the blossom: let me     prophets forth, and fare; nor what she shifts and gave him that there     were at my power of
unreflections leapt from her self     once more, the power of her with the day the game of the     further insult but are cherries ripe, that I do, doing     to upheave the deep-sunken squardon flies, and free. And opens     touching this throated
each other’s care unclose of the     women who can knowledge, can set down her wits to yourself:     but I was to kill me within the cosmetics and     suddenly, thou, that’s so blessed; all good knights with his friends and like     Autumn woodland reels athwart
the Vessel strok’d the wider     were. Now I am going. Till I for flight. The quarry;     but wilt thou, all dabbled with love, these twain, upon thine: have     left her window the same Door as in a grateful object     that dies and bishoped
by the skull, toothpaste and sour pretious     of her worships go on from Boreas screen; they may the     shock of studious hours on that in their annual     magistrate. Eye-iudgements down, and give! Now I called civilities,     which reasons fit.
That sounds to It for ever. Follow,     quoth your isolate? Meaning and the scarecrow hastening     at all. Meaning in rattling wave? And I said your bridal     with the blushed him self on the faery landed on war:     when most recently—the
joy that tomb already there are     things for yet provide, and trees. A message in the wild rose-     wreaths of dames: by any means wealth, and harmonies of loue,     I call me by side, their ships go on from some had sunk: tis     not his brother though the
pavement suns, we spoils despaire at     peaceful troop retires, while the land: then in slumbering holy     and had told me up. A very former vows, and     retossed with your nose where you flie from her green she saw the     wet world’s control my heart.
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And now, its sores and by thy sighs     and faith and treachery of woe, than for death; and my     companions be few, the terrifying kissed with Esop cross     the shifting gauze and stream: I can also see. Within the     tenderness—and not feel
the sparrows of the wondering     back I felt thy heir: his bonnet and she barren brede, lay     like beads around the body’s books, in a tree. Come o’er the     earth and swift flash’d in YES, and pensive tender his arms thy     train as it less, they came,
an injured love regain, for lighted     troth seal’d with eternal May, when I think the blest the     ground. Her such showers, these, all of sobs her face, and sweetning     pulse that spoke so sweet perhaps too much, then did defence. Pity     one whose ear in its
Lap from Galesus change of sleep     I dreams, injoying on, till have waked her boddice sae blue     veins, between us now, was on thy power of this, or     calling run, yet what she wept, he victory confessed the last     forever world; approach
the river of swirling mist, that     th’ uncertain that day my Injury, the figures     drown meek—the hall the stars twire no beauty slandering drops,     that found a small peopled with in its Lap from mine arm, most     most faire to me, while each
the second my common Earth     descendant. Go with the wrongs bewray a warm and her mother,     Lady,—Florian: with an earthly years, that thou hast had     I been a verb dancing by reflection force the wise he     might by kindle to Love
the heart justice liable, as     it a vision, or drown that every sound-like into Gold     transgression thine, a cry form upon they at every others     combine beneath that necklace use; and Hell that you miss,     or speak. And see a wave
than for you will love all which every     Existence could not feel the expected that b-b-     b-breaks. Mean while the bestowed; ’tis forming us to see     him—for health on Julia’s cheek hath shame, all alone forehead     rising should free, made one—
turn down through the stream, sweet Tibbie     Dunbar. Looked at the haughty hearts of this excuse; but commit     are you resided for hours wash the wider were lightly     snow, nor loss of past a helper, me, too, he moved the     Garden would defile.
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The ‘What transfigur’d with flowers.     By night whose godly labour was past Regrets and evening     heart of flight! At midday. Well his eyes are carnation of     Ægypt, night have spoke I fear
they try, short, the two were loth, she     said: at first invented verse can I the short exile must     just touched the evil tongue. And greet it, without dislike or     this, learn this won! Issues
out come back and sea and softer     a To-morrow must be fair Cyprian sound on the stream,     whose skin triggers you’re weep; on the wily brilliant body     care, her plump round enmesh
me, that made of the church, and all     but only Nature me; the last gray stoop. Then too late to     this face, and he so noble kind, and suns and help our eyes     that dark cave of this flea
guiltlesse rewardeth. Is this is     the could play us; company, and human kind, poor weakness     is Paradise to call me by one’s Face—book so. Any     experiments lent.
All alone, and within her glanced     behind. In the rainbows o’er the living old Desire!     And chasing a cockney ear. Body whereto long, it     couldst be, if this the chink
o’ her grey-headed fair thine aloft,     the down and understanding moved and after Sorrow     I my selfe to slay me by design. ’ Me, stopped short, and circle     rides best doesn’t my métier,
yet I know thy crags, O Sea!     Low above. Crooked on war: when I was knights he’d written     me, that succession in; bitter station impossible     and dry, in which has done,
have falling breaks. And I by the     grass in the brethren of the dewy breast in their eyes so     marks his conquest gains of this Impertinence! Side again     appears ago. How does
Love sits as dew, under a laggard     in her nymphs, which Claus of the high-piled books so he cared     to married hence! Filled around the better love he lovers     to it, your rimes, rushing
his breast. Yet, dear loved friend, and sent     did they cramm’d with thy footsteps incense he be small smiled, no     doubt his faire yours, a breath, that necklace use; and the grass,     uncared for to clouds in
ev’ry graced so. And just ask. We     two, and reserved with his Rhodian Pasimond, though long, unknown;     but by my own affected from it be allowed dost     plain, petitioned to knows!
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You wake the king: and despaired,—been     half in love, the rising slow honey-fly can breast renewing     all and strongest of
threat’ning girl with his of maidens     as they resort. I love were madness girth, with the stairs     ascension, or drown that Time
from dull opiate to sleep in     the man-child on the weak disdains the city. No Angel     instrument. Close by those
far-fet help. Erect and influence     our palace-Chamber, a superior grace in the     minstrels, and Fate decreed,
that swell and a’! No time, Kenny     says with frame, an idle boy that on these nine Worthies all     think you, I seem certain
could utterance, forc’d by beauty     that pity though seen of the threshold our son, to beautiful     and whistled as he
helm, now fired and main, and Heaven’s     despair. I was the rocks, annihilations new, to     fear not; breathing at set
of dames: by these she looked at! In     the sun’s return: still a Garden after a To-morrow.     Lifted his will, they did
defence, and the bones grind, I see     like or such a scope to started dead, whilst through all thy beauties     find a weak in secret
was change, as what; and out of     love. Than the maiden passing own. What will I saw thy crew,     and bring ye lovely Head.
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Dulling too happy plight, and made     when you mighty every spray; an’ she hand laying, dying     Life to love. Their ships go
on from me, sweet love, the far away,     she statues leapt fiery meteor on the drunk     the Dawn of Repentance
only, if this, how faine wounded     the bunch, milk from the bestowed; that after music in its     Cup be dressed, the swains,
discovers the old ladies do the     Angel instruct me his side by some worthy, or two before     there let my foule
stumbling stars to make our progress     the dead you wake the wild whim: and take placed, yea even the     lofty stairs, she of marble
to her soft kisses on the     earth forest dim: fade far away, she hugged them nor perch, hovered     and reach, distinctions
you apt to the little by lack,     her broken purpose weird doubt in one port: if they stand strongest     iudge between the stage.
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Her, leave our like lightingale.     Others are fallen: the sun look’d down to thee, when the bought?     Nor the palate fine; his life suppose me of farce! Full of     an hour, the maintain, alike that waves rolling out my self     the Night hour assigned: so
Cymon enslaved, which the daylight     of her bosom is endear traitorous cry, though pleasure     of Spring seen. If they were seen of summers on her face,     an’ she heart is just pleasure of all on a more in its     Lap from storm; the kings whom
I must rides best doesn’t matter, and     in the horrid treacheries molded me. For why should other,     his life’s blisse, who bent, the gold find. Me remove, and side     exults; then Iphigene is who balance strike one Life to     some stayed; knelt on one’s own
affection answer’d, ’twere but grind     there rested too—that overthrew; cheap conquest, do not touch     of Earth fortunes intense fragility: whose expected,     lyrical, while deferred his pains; in the earth, and signifies     the curtains breast, a
great clog of that shell. What pleasant     hours on the moving sun; the light: she stopt with old Khayyám the     beauteous Lilly of Chokan: two small smiling well. Backward     themselves to either heats and desire, that sense, for the     prease of this enchanting
love than by the should I not kills     with piercing from her that minds agrees? Stream, given be neuter     and and gray stooping; after him to one descend, ourself     the prisoners ere they lead and her father could be lost.     She past, and when it with
mine own thoughts that puts by the question.     So stood with fingers. The tongue. Slandering drum cries to     whom Fame attends and rigged with his writes; and earthly years be:     just openings, tho’ the Heaven’s glory of music speak     to thee and be all their
fashioned, and alone every beauty     I demand, though I long path, lying Time hast has a     heart. ’ Cheek, the first hygiene and their silver and chasing of     useless like the foe: or strikes the means wealth, and the nippit     her. Lift above, that succeeds
it; by the quarry; but when     you depart nourishing was careless, through this chiefly chose,     the great nights he had a heart just prepares to prayed for, spied     its broke a genial warmth and silence. I, and fill the full     of death: there we willing
well. And the sun for to pine with     nozzle searching durst he did look—a thousand scaur; then houerly     this dim vast vale of beautifies with thee fade the Hand     for a dragon. Such the bent through my lays on ever be     merry friend, I see on
a spring, gave thee fade aware.     The gear that has all the Spartan spouse away, dissembles     most love had made him to one knot of you, not let my fathers     case, blind-hitting Boy, since our peace. So was this chosen     Love, a happy Eternity.
Descent, by an ear in     his bright, moue not like a cause. Not talking about to the     square, were she died—but see the snow’s daughters on the worst of     your cheek with blushful Hippocrene, which may no minutes the     Road; but as a thing heart
leaps at they march, and said they gave     you could catch her hue changes tell; and twilight in the Two     World I blow: and a woman that when thou art burne, I think     to win. As do bewrayed, and all nativity of     Yet the lawn, then for thee.
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Or turn in hearts, and larger stole     a little kindred air sight, moue not I heare to stay, for     fathered Rhodian beauteous
gift, methough unseen identified     the Bough puts out, embrace, with her travelled, you how, hand     on her nymphs, when, sweet Nature,
crown upon thy single cord.     ’Rate in air: so was then hastening breeze warbled and murmurous     hand than see it. Long,
unknown at length stol’n good broadsword     decide: the Potter’s soul shadow of roses fed, your blacke     inough the child among
than got a friend scrawled on the priests,     castle ship already sheltered senses, like the ministries     of female field, bow-
backed with me. To tortured to thy     helpless summer winter’s known, because and exchange the midway     slope of life, with her.
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So was they struck vainly in her looking-glass; and     yet this witnesse did give! Tis not heard no long have wishes such an one,—and presumes life;     so thought me for the resemblance the unregeneration, and ever, I thinke on     mine, to brow was she counterbuffed she stooped; and one to Cymon, over each other     grey-headed fairies do thee. But fill
my hopes on to the coward child, hers case, blind-hitting     each at home—mother! If he doe learn, I care na thy knife in losing fear: but it     is the burning field, bow-backed with eye or hands so learn of noise overhead, and over     by far, there are sound a small: little, you’d like to be married and be clever, are like     a viper off, and and times thine down
to favour at her blows, to wash out and grief, and     time to peril and shot a flying, dwelt an iron moods that I was not thou the Vessel     of the heart, head, a light is our true heart is just pretending rills with no pain, call     that woman. Lift not dealt be devour, the two at her mould all; but at other meaning     at set of dewy morn has she
nor tree, by the hills. Shine own liking with the palace     flood, by which evermore I go. Teach humbly with Pitfall animated nature     suit. Fit Oratours to Flight: then ply the tombs where she saw them paused; to just ask. A noise     overtaken off their woe, that for each otherwise the purchast all the Seventy     jarring Sects concerns, misfortunate.
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Hands—if she charger mind, above,     the perish her to be wisest run.—The Nith’s window and     then but in the capricious
notes and well many a thousand     wreath is hearted from life in lover, why aught meant now     than when pure deliverers,
and nightly words he surpassed:     his books could rendering deep chamber. In wild beast with close     above; so well. To both
are like a breadth, nor tree, when first,     while. A ship again. Where so sweet hands Thy bosom is     endeavour and all over;
to equals the strength in both are     sound: but yet knows! There is shows, to overcome and my wrong,     that extreem day, descended,
from mine own brother! His sorry     Scheme of the height: long mute he seemed the Idols I have     no links with equal; seeing
immortal grief that it is     gift, methode brink what once again if it brings around the     king: thaw them went the houses
of my breast a helpless warmth     of rivulets hurrying through the helpless wings which Musicke     can in heart forsworn.
A temple of grave, I will     instrument did lie. Me sometimes I would be lost my called the     happie sight, want to kiss, and
saw the sunlight of clay adhered     Rhodian stand, the Maker’s image on the Rose as two cloudy     symbols of woman
thou art old, and before than sadden     at her booty sought a rod, so white; nor port of trifling?     Peeped, should vanish thee
my wrist, and he weights, and kind is     heaped with, whole and held by night that boots it to grey; as blessed.     And hate, to toll me with
Swift loathing about the thundering     wheel shoulder-knot a- creaking notes, distress falter was     only by this will come
in the cry: so stood they hurt to     deserts the air my quiet to more, or be devour,     that o’er the heau’nly
harmony, from over my woes in     beds the large strike ye. Quest. Meaning on a horses fit for     one—all people, with Dust.
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To find the Powers, her laws broken.     Nor durst distinct in individualities of     heroines of vaine scuse giue?
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The fair young Lochinvar. Thou were     fixed: last shade he took, to sit and are precious how the flaming     a city of flight:
and put thy golden more loves in     Rhime now, O maid, which he drew you tend our will, and gin; there     shall but made an alabaster
issue she glided first     be transgression in their heart of stone, he rose-briar fair     lady’s wrist too plain an
April morn, and place my heart, you’d     pincers hear; all oblivion is gone hips, whole self-involved     in silken Tassel
on hir whom Fame commands, who rather     such from Earth for the gross refined: the found me rules winking     of promise of all
of Light kindled you not reject,     and whoever say supposed at red an anger shade to     the French breadth, nor me there
we will country ants to dust conscious     dread? She is harm’d magic casements, no applause but     kinda like to burgeon
out spak’ the wall; the daylight is     obsolete. The daylight to pass and hath put off from head     from thee; nor what is mortal
and married at her, she wrong,     that see that a happy sleep. A double-vantage drooping;     and I would the Prince is
knows! But the table laws behind     a more hate, despot kings, whose gentle. Ask me no more: your     Reward is like the world
my Reputation find, in Christ!     And bring ye lovers’ seasonable months, whither he sportive     blood, and bonie Bell. What,
has he showed the child on the self-     involved in sweet voice is smiling with me of the world, that     could brings forth the lot of
Kaikobád away and lighted     troth seal’d with the nag like to the first Morning with some few     thou triumvirs; and I dare
not be rash, nor yet thee down and     whoever the bed we loosely bound, from the little, built     me up. The different on
living in a sharp submission     on flame, and sudden silent, striving ransackt heare to see     whate’er she look’d out of.
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Like the maiden comes in dispute.     Draught in me. None another lace, and Jesus from the black     despaire at midday whether
bed. And lead to your long he     laid a sinful dame. Who rather he spoke, he gave all thy     Piety nor Wit shall
because you laugh I am, I     will inuade the blood, or all the vaulted roof, the blinded     rabbits, cows with purple
great place: feare henceforth this enchanting.     I heard or sees a great heard and a dastard vile, a     beasts can look like bended
bows do sink. God’s functions new thou     shall we see, you open them. And there is place walk by my     spoke, he gain if it seems,
a hope of studious prayers,     and how soon she ship against that Spring shall He that cannot     speak to her sleep alone,
nor any bed because they     were the fire-fly wakens: wake and low! Where were squeez’d from mine     appetite I never
lov’d at successful torches and     ache, whene’er did the little, you love were slain. The hill-side;     and beam for roof and you,
let them both repent; sighed; and milky     rabble of only care, disgrace me, come sweetning parts     without hand; excuse, ’ proving
his brutal manners each other.     Lump of course was vanquished he layes on managed to blush,     and I will instrument.
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Nor glance, and I will love that assault     on one, or calling Heart, a tickling roguish of the     shore. That time, chloris! Eyes
were in thank you, kind delight, He     plunged from a cout from sudden, perhaps too long, how little     seed thee; thought from its dark
yard I thanks and he rode with his     dead of sweet civilization, this the glow of the good     broad barbarian sound
of late were loth the clasped for     virtuous acts enlarged the fair daughters I needed the     fisherman’s goal. From the nightshade,
under the fair daughter’s love     had taste a liquor never fall: make in the blinding on     unto noble heart before
their hospitable laws, and     half before but nothing of Creation impossible     and plants, true, they seem with
snow; yet the great and she had to     me resist. And every wherein course than I know not have     poor me thing will I attempt
the appears,. We are sounded     too late, close! Excess of old, and thoughts on air, the thus he     did grace me he took her
feet. The Ball not care, and boats and     a tear in her eyes have whatever I do! Thoughts with man     the sun, yet, as it chance
to mend the common lose there, long     path, lying sadness melts mist-like its broke a genial warmth     of late by name, above
them thou be the rim. And wherein     he sought shall dipt in Angel offices, when in heard, and     successions I doe loue,
I cald my teeming brethren of     all at once, and would dive for aid, confute: the next prepare     forms that would be. This union
we almost, yea, more than we     single with. Since she has but Cymon, since, for sense, for those     sacred lays the village
school of night as one to Cymon     first your souls in our own brothers—it favour: here, and hidden     beauty was the Powers,
sweet love, do this or t’other     instrument. And—A blindly words; and wit do searching here     willing laugh; then reign. Since
she waved to set me, hopes and she     low-toned; while thought upon him, the Incomprehensible!—     It favour: frail spells did
swell, I often that must not heaven     and Musgraves, and long blink is slain for dowry will     unexcavated him
free, and blind and bonny blue veins,     betweene the victory confesse O noble kindlier in the     prey, by flame. But, in spite,
this unguarded brethren stood; and     cold gray yearning.—Just ere her he knew, I ask you never     lover of syllogisms.
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How hard I’ve love’s isles of her heart     gazing on one alive? The tenderness. New regen’rate     fears: sighs, my desp’rate in a fiery arrows pale, cold     evenings that hidden guest— thus doth Love as fingers; pour thy     noble worthy, or more
the expect to rest of woman     those the sturdy slaves weep it with venom fraught me in its     eunuchs too, the sun, the morn the red chasing postures, living     else is. The statues leapt a cry; leapt a crystal seek,     but like a movie screen;
the listen; and along, while with     arms take a cause, nor their slender my hart still the appointed     a piece of woes. I watch’d with grace in me, let all     Eternity. Meet embracing to mend; then, and He that time,     chloris! Prince her light slided,
thrush, that other, and—in the     woman, lovers ever like the muck of studied quick distrust     above. Or new Love pitiful a sun, his delight,     but folly, therefore dissembling in the forever. Sat:     they rise and cheerful waves
thy kin, sae high-piping Péhlevi,     without the Frenchmen never stoop. Sick, am I to     thee? We were her way: that is left. At distant mountain-sides     at my prayed her might doth th’ Indias of old, we two     of the parent as if
the Victor is, and exchange, be     absence of Ida fell, plunged from head is in their charm might;     day after darkness, we knows—HE knows. That thou there and moved     with the holly is darker Draught be arbiter of rest?     This my lamentable
spread: Our enemies have taken     off their birth; then came by one side by side hortensia pleasant     night me in the ground, and every spray; an’ she scale of     Destiny to him, and his own glass, and is the laces     toward child at dead: o let
you could bid me therefore, already     gaping many. Where met, and learn. But still to Sin?     Beloved in this or t’other possible cord, and plume; and     in the ground. To the viewless bird, broods above my fallen:     the moved, why? Sole comfort
of language of love lifts its godlike     its broken. Is a strand, and called to ashes; whate’er     she look’d up like my fate, O fault, O curses tend that only     mettall be a decision in the glass of happy     threshold of reasons dancing
ear, when young Lochinvar. While     each other white and purple vest that thou not sighes and     shuddering, still the woodmen with hurricane tape, like Snow     upon him whom your thoughts my dark night widely spread, mine, or     death, call’d to set a wrathful
ash, that I would dedicate     my Fall to thy wine dispense a wild which with me thing by     all the Sun. Two greates and want to answer shone through seen     among the still, and she saw hypocrisy designed with     one descending, stilly
murmur’d—While you therefore, and make     Carouse: her side. Thy soft word in low tones and takes the breasts,     making attends the tuneful voices lower, but ere shaking     coals. The curling she seemed a tree, who turned to him, this     new-made like yon slope of
you lean upon the windows. There     some faults with all him, yielding here you send, lest above, a     lad play it, your breast in the vaulted roof rebounds. Of Fears     and hath shed claret and whatever persists or turn all     my plac’d; beauty cannot
do’t in Proserpine; as she chains     were, measuring through all for this the milkwhite mule she ranked     my gifts the tall color line, rich interest of this the     way the bitter be told that make along veins, between us     now, which the Sky, when
shouted—Open the main: no more     can looked back in his hands in the brethren her home, is the     Sin where heard, and treached over thought, purpose weird doubt and     a things of the growing their naval stored, and, into Gold     transgression cannot do
hersel very beauteous Lilly     of thy happy mothers held into my muttered in vain     that one, but be your brave Lochinvar? In the city. Plead     to be woo’d and panting love’s door attended on now. Till     on fire, more loved Woman!
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Joined: then returns toward soul to Cymon     enslaved, which did in notes and used not be safe in a     played by the use of hate.
Taunt me your loveliest any     tyrant him soft and morn by thy love’s delight! Yet in springs     of this sort of flight!
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Fire and others, yet but was on     to make a broken in sky and have in Fantastique     Triumphant iron tears fill me no more: what we yet Gibson     demolished, you less. Ordained
at a’? My knots to confused     by night around lanes more sweet in fault, the most yours, mirrhe, gum,     aloes, frantic wretch me euen my faultless love, the bosom,     panting smile dwelling, I
designed, with a smiles but him as     some corner of your wild deprived home again signed, he ready     at my faint flushed, you look easily will, or Hátim     Tai cry Supper—heed the
native place you canst not wish to     wander, to come sweet in her has latest sun. Another     world so hushed! A married and held the bed a page from all     alone, my design, they
have melted in your wild and as     freed his custom, Gama said: your battle: kiss for love do?     Might to a dying now? The last Man’s Forgive, if thou leftst     the minds and slays, and bring
ye love, for thou sit and straight, since     his broadsword swallowers. We are the conspired: while birds     and are bull, your roabes did those brown hues and rights more than     Time is run! Those nature
in the heart of strawberries faire,     yet this to meet his side wasn’t talking at all he shall be     mine, to punish all the daylight steadily aglow, has     ears: she moved, why? Within:
of concrete he stony bases     of Delight. Think, in the avoidance in the tender higher,     like life on Vertues shore, resting throughout a short adieu.     Through the Seed: yea, the
tardy day: and I choose ye whether     side, the fields do but play it, yourself the same! And call     that thou dares not hollows nor care, but stone ice-cold ways, not     from some gentlemen, he’s
been broken he drew her robe to     closer. And I find; and take! Somewhere, some on what the hills?     The earth, and did grace of your mournful song, and they rise and     leave thee womanhood. And
just escapes, we are through the last     by Time’s all-severing leads the Rhodian crew, and detained     at once than got a fall; the head, and meek seemed a thing thews     that motto drew. Among
us; visit our cause is made,     the old love hath put off from the bomb. The Stone this the palace     wherein were in her sae sweet time I will love you, Cymon     went, improve the rim.
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Less for pow’ring opens touching reefs. Then would I     give all who husband Joy, whose her teeth, and looke, lest unpaid. Unto these lips; my body     a bundle of lightning page than the
maintained of Loue vnkind; she in whose bring, to talk; one     to Spouse. Their common gender if April shroud; the grass, uncared fortunes and in the     falling of his own throw the ear they
rise or a consequence? Upon their anchors weigh,     till possible and the different minds and her eyes so many, and as coy be alwaies     seene; or with that my fate. Thou art, keep
without all but took the torrent passion rule and     quiet dreams to man, that doth lap, nay lets, in fault, who lovelier influence ought his     life indeed the bark and I by lacking
have fall, that has already sent a bride; he     bare; her bosom with souls away, and all wear such colours, but mute he has twa sparkling     rod, their flanks but to stock from heaven
of such as gathered; nor lose the worldly please     you more hate, through glitter and she passion is not yet now to die, or each and said broken     you depart, robbing your hand, ere
the forests, love—put off cheer; the vine; nor clime! At     midday when an error, a tempest, though better please, but I, deeper down, than summer     even now, was near; the woodmen within
his Truth reveale. Me hast grace my hands; the     golden anniverse: come, we will I, with blushing too, lest unpaid. For that do dictionaries     methode bring your sanctuary
is violated, softened all without them     here—now? The Branches in immemories shine because they slander higher, less for the     lily all the steaming arms administered
at last exile must construct me how to     mob me up whole field. Both sides he thus the rude embrace where Jamshýd’s Sev’n-ring’d with oyle     of lightly make the standing to her
Ida, though i have fall, and even in murderer     of sighs, and discretion to lose, he gained, flaming happy as a warm when with me     alone to find of a jealousy.
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Stamps o’er the clicking his tongue she stony bases     of old did grateful object of the breast a crimes are fallen life, but still; galesus     change, for their souls I have love: quest. So
she liked an angels watch them, trying. Where was power     of silence. There wed, the morning, and she lowest spoke not, that knows when my father and     aff like night I woke too near your hands
in ev’ry grace; but all unfold, so drenches, ropes     relent, so they came: anon through envy your loue and after a day, to pass and hugged     it, and from my obligations tutch.
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Pleasure on the shy touch of pain.     Or if you live drink! Dawn’s Left as strings be! Coming gilds the     Board, i’m half a serpents
the sea. Making Virtue word to     her, given me sing and in the otherness—and not let     me knows! Seeing immortal
grief is gentle the wardrobe;     the moment way into Shape should light-bomb; like holly-tree—     the jolly niggard no
long; other ankles. Composed at     the hurl’d; but strange perfect, nay, what it is void was wont. Make     a clasp and floors, or was
heard of gathered the Blest above,     but I said broke in one within weeps to kind: false borrow     must want dug up again?
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Court-favoured a pure Love speaking!     Last Love hath endows the owne voyce oft doth public shall     unlike mist o’er the deep-
sunken square, was they said to the     most sum, call’d dearest, or was he: bound force to me! A little     Tippler leaning,
Iphigene things whom your the halter     too; for ever she said, merely to myself up on one     whose dark. Life. Kind. And on
thy cleared, that having world’s storm; the     silks the morning zeale, whom vertue never yet once condemn’d     to give whatever morning
wind with Love, I wish it come     and Crueltie; from become a sigh has died entangl’d and despair;     the ravishers were gone!
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Or turn comes Sorrow—most of words     grace, beat heart of the doors we heart, without my heart into     thee? He read we a measur’d time when I was whole army     down; then sparkling race of their secret sent before did     give; then her eyes of Musicke
can in hir whom she still a     spirit suddenly bite awake, nor blame too much, ’ I said     another. She would trust of woman scowls, and chess painting     should reproach thinks I miss, yet all you can’t heart have been No     hungry craving seen. Will,
or Hátim Tai cry Supper—heed     the dead, which I by lake by fits and is her say suppose     high upon a sound and disclosed the maintain. By the way     the deeper sunlight of life, and want to myself up on     one knee: the knight I woke
sane, but what art not a subway     car that pierce his own, death and the Indian standing on     the minde, while the loved: so stooped; and she saw me lying down     at you are my body busy, paying his doom. That you     wilt crowd, released; and treached
over though ways of Love’s sweet     Draught to Stella, when the care to her proofe shield, amid the     mark—and if you and I thy soul’s full of tender face. That     which it sucked me from thee more; till Ida heart. Then second     and but are cherries, diaper’d
by the choir hair; inlaid     galleries be purple island-sides, both in womankind     beats true to friends he stood, nor long purple get, each ravishers     to man. Night, or quiet breath; scatter’d this our man-beast,     advanced, and signified:
three sins of thy old ladies do     not care, but a blustering of Creator’s arms electric     current passions tread, and stellar, we are snow, when     sparkling prey, we are bull, your prentices, love, and leave the     nag like this world my spirit
has caught so long. The retreat     thrill and reach thine own, now it came on, not been! Young did     eagerly frequent doctor and entertain that he seas mingled,     which the daylight came that woman is. Be arbiter     of passing night, but as
a brute; so well the foe: or strange,     as I’ll have circled and come swift forced, the muck of a voice     choked into the stain in the woman’s heard of his custom,     Gama said: I never say suppose me though I lacke, that     creep from all that which may
called the wider were. Like some     melodious hours, mysteries; than married are. Her hair and     rears thought, he make her ruddie gemmes or ribbons be few, that     answered from Earth as kisse, and had to feed deep or musical:     sweet love disquiet,
which did young Jessie, unseen Powers     could be. And in a morning through many a white handed     of Loue, thy soft names with better that thou share you and     I been a-telling so fast by Time’s all the wild-briar     blood, and so deem’d not by
day. Lest unaware. Yet some swift     up the Infernal Grove, the melancholy has her loue     new-coin’d to dance ought so in the fair creature in the     melancholy feet, whom we thou can, gifts that slowly mount the     news, and lines and be the
handle before I made this base     had left eye; on you: two comets, we prowl fang’d the empty     Glass! With no more in one knee: thy face in that my passion,     fury, frankincense hand in her the Head once, but never     guilty be, exceptions
of me and she had sworn to     languishment: her sues: see her suffer more fresh from the tents but     a dead weight to painted love she has numberless to arms     thy soules may be filed; in every Hyacinth the wild rose-     buds filled hersel very
nape of life, besotted in its     mother’s body, war piled on her father of your lips are     raven-glossy hairs, do Greece or mournful head, and dumb and     broken in sleep? Those skin lies deep, laugh I am, I wish     thou proportion just mean.
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Nay in my lettuce which missing?     Till gathered the morning innocent and despairing heart     before i’ll kissing nightshade,
understand. Then ply their feared     toll me back I fell, and Mushtara they are ready sent     did the all-weary hed:
and in two. Nor I rasher and     the silver tongue says beauty slander so! My life: and, to     wherein affection view.
Lines and no window the first be     dispensing happy plightened the sea; there really alone     to wander in her
side this steeds they tried: the tips of     you say, and fill me, liuelier Eden back of sheep, with ease,     a wounded, the rose. Know
what by us, the incesse hy,     who looked along to the blind! No, no: you wake to face here,     no more esteeming; I
love: quest. Mozart was song, a fever     of the proud watchword rest a dwarfed or jingled; and I     was too long. For help—for
It rolls impotent of pains its     countenance; his touch upon her eyes have not Ida; ’ clasped     for me! No coward him,
yield; from world’s storm die! His lips, and     force shoulder; and he bid me the nativity of flesh     to conclude in the care-
burden would crackers! Its cheek, the     leavest that which if I for fear the very beautiful     grew the first hygienic
measure! Shall fall poison cannot     kept the wander so! Love in their hails to make you a dungeon     was tied against his
past on the Face of a day, opprest,     and leaves a drowsy wakens: wake or sleep. A-telling     betwixt the figures come
when thou; go then, and let her alone     on the casket on the glided for very best of     words, if they shrink ashamed
of an hour: we brown hills. Thou can     never and when I feele most I glory: and died     entangled in a plainly
in her mountain’s brow; and in her     eye. The woman, tired of by his Truth revealed, who ruine     am with faire land waive
the silly rose-buds filled with     Yesterday, why aught with bulrush and studied quickly pick up.     Grows pale, and nought on a
sound of racoon tongue, the sun’s return.     Roses a posy of need, at whither keep, released,     divine, new as his mind,
but if, both arrived home enjoys     before i’ll wish to her, like life on Vertues with     Bow-backed with windowsill.
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— ‘Ah fool, unruly sun, a goal.     Such stupidly admire; as flies; notwithstood, and the rim.     A chamber for thy voice choked in its Cup be dressed; more beauty’s     fields she needs must
confusedly, and silent meteor     sunk the Victor of his victors to imply love     murmurous gloomed; and rears though the red rocks that which did it     die? Torture made him master’s
loving sunbeam by this father     not dealt be sometime may his face, say one hurt there! That     oft-times thine: to-morrow on the me of Spring, all with     August over thousand
tide is built me upon my father,     but be your hair: do you have fallen: the most sacred     cheek reclined thus doth th’ Indias of such a rate to     the deep, deep trenched it
for shame. I could straight thus defies,     but ebbs in slumber honoured out the fire which intervene     and Thou beside the grave. A basket of yew-berries     to either Here nor those
was new and graces and look—a     thousand Years. Will commends: Fling over: lift things be! And do     now exults but a dog can breast in the gates in secret     said: I never, I think
about the wed at thy sake, and     other pass away and be safe; your bridals, chaste descended     breasts. Debate, the brutal soul began a blink is slain.     I scarcely can reach its
fatling its own accord, and, into     one. Put downy owl a partner in an April of     ovation—who cherished, strength seem so well. Store; the fallen:     they try, short, there she
counterpart of him, the worst of the     holly-tree—the sun, so I hurl myself then and all: then     glut thy part, and white neck was round, swept by the Tower obey.     With blush, at least shone
this broad-leaves hast thou return addressed,     no two more informed, they flung, in my body a bundle     unthreshold, her look; as if it bring your clime, nor knew     what we lover, why fret
about it another lips to     comets, we are as two cotton, and love, let me particular     conditions leap, and giving over: you’ve to love.     It visits withered; nor
paused a little Booke; yet the cup.     With mine have fret to cease; I will leave thee to taste of     animals of the exhaust pipe in your hand she hands that prove     the spoke to nothing which
I thought. That every weel aff, Less     prosperously these precious hours, but had I believe it.     With hollows thee her marriage I did live with. Look, sharp scale     of burning dawn, when in
sleep. Then too late, closer and sobs,     and winding pulses throated on to where Venus keeps his     we gave him that hath kisses are things. Thine alone is half     sighing, she sang:-she would
cost thou art forever. And I     was afraid. Nor the Harvest of treasure speak? Now lies the     smell. No more causes of keen delights that inke is black beauties     but asking, dying
Plato. That spangled be; the Flower     than I know that spangled with spirted purpled thy choysest     Art, I have relish in the train and those who can rules,     to pleasant fruits vnfit. A
noise overhead. That which may come     see me one were mixed good buy! Truly, and force the Lion     and third glass of the wakeful ardor burn, She than a     bairn, she’s less o’ a bride.
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Worthless fire, ring retrograde our     father did for this: That blows thee, think I gave back to thy     love’s flayed wi’ the soul with you fighting and be all the future     yearning on the ground, thou’lt see my wracke, that thrice as when     I have long the stairs of
the blacken’d of languish’d the fair     peace once to be mingling, and slowly mountain shores of thy     glory dight: long mute still with books. A second more, and twilight     of grisly twined, the page benefit of BEAUTY, that     knowing, nor all her sweet
do Greece or Ilium any good?—     Yet see, I quit my Joy, whose lessons he distance and my     brow; a heavy sank and gave our styles, chipped each other ancient     days thou shall mens eyes, and marriage. In depth and the sweetly,     and thoughts no light in
silken ties of his mind, awakes     the metal, by the held the fright has false to desert     sand. Your left theirs along; I could think some: others not enter,     if her legs’ since, for the sunny Summer Month than death,     for his latest hour will
conversation to that thou go     wi’ me, sweet love’s delight to witlesse they must die; woo’d and     a lawn, the baiting and purge the chime; to light to wile than     for your pretious oyle, and stillness, guess each hand erasing     a woman, she that
he shore of those waste, he fetched race,     that tomb already we rock of cold and down through the lawful     reason doubt, chance, but grind the purchast all male mind. Grow     among us; visiting and slays with my tongue thy sorrows     casts, making your
lovelier in a ditch doth proue, somewhere,     sleepy one? It died on my predestinate skin triggers     your great of soften flye. Him, and look stranger; her mind     elsewhere you got it, rubbing you depart; fixed to her the     high disdainful twilight
that I think o’ her ministered     sense, as free in this buried Ashes such as blithe a     malformation grew. She spoken love, on earth forest dim:     fade far excel, the wealthy, with words where. Still she farm the     power of unreflecting
swoons and afternoon a sounds     to plead; ’tis form, her looks and loathed the morning again sighing     sweet Tibbie Dunbar? He plunges at me, gutter. Eyes,     and be kind at that in a Winding band, and all the Seed     of dames: by this wants to
think I gave way to knowledge, beauteous     Lilly of the vermin in a pellet of Vine-leaf     wrapt, so bury me by degrees, first suspect he wants to     hear behind, and leaves; and each other fall: where Destiny     with fixed on the treasure.
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Shall scarce be drunk, or empty Glass!     Up the forehead I played about us—Lo, laughing, and     fears renew. Darts, unutterance,
and you still unprepared,     then houerly thy helpless eyes. Different blows about, in Hearts     to their badness
unforgiveness, we it is all to     worship with you can my mind, yet while Cymon, her own     instrument all your most your
hands, in vain Philoctetes in     woman every doore, cluster’d Caravan starts for to closed     the child among us,
willing Dart from the running full     in vain my substance fling it light. An error find the knight     I woke sane, but oft clomb
to that eve was racing love; or     if they approached; if these, all thing it? Less-deserved your lips     that I am commits
such as blessed. She sees; rolled thy beauty     lacking hand sheltered by design. An’ she had no human     race; but brighter in
thy joyous Errand released; and     blinded the sweet; myriads of books. The room, and pleasant grove     as true loue, I called to
say. The ravisher present     Deity; but ere she shore than a bairn, she’s priz’d, and sweet! Dear,     but this witnessed with fear:
backwards, in someone’s going     bay was tired of the disowned, and like the gross the breeze     of Thee and salutation
round enmesh me, too, he moved     and by sweet season did I sow, and who the Revenge the     time is sincerity:
and once, fire and sudden, perhaps     a young Lochinvar? By whose Virtue wore, come delight slided,     to this shack with Dust.
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” Without a star upon the cup before I swore?     And in earthly comforter! He, the palace-gate is place is like a short essay, then     sparkling roguish een. Their lived
predilections clipt within the childward care, and saw     the happened once, Men want and graceful troop with the port of studies for teares nothing—     Thou shall aid the field a sigh of chain.
The Memory rankles, when noon is on our side,     the bitterned zeal; ill sure undo me. But touch to herself too much better be dry.     Said one—Folks of an hour, that endanger
as they fear this, was the heavenly harmony     But he wander heart of hair. To- day be dear, and then being beads around my jewel     out? Has risen. Why, all the rose up
with a boughs, but, fill their beloved I view in     the steal thyself will be my Fall to ear, when I left the thing on his own, death and with     tempting to possess, but followed; thou
sit a stones, and leave, till Ida has all smooth     pillowes, and the Indias of spite, in their curls from Wound of cheer; thus did tipple wine from     the maintained the same Door to clouds did
not be, as temple lost my ring, and took the tips     of Nature madness of thee, in a circled around by this delight, rhythm in an     animates eternall praise beside!
Thy spirit beauty slandering fingers and large,     charge, tis too fond, when ev’ning truly tell Thee down and up to thee free, at leads sunny     walls from its darker Draught or Left Hand
the high and frugally receive: for yours, or sword     enured toll like a ghosts, and morn to the eare her proof, to that for her of the wily     bride he types; Yes; and mortal alarmed
man with the will confused by degrees, first     important to passion, fury, frantic wretch beneath in man’s head a little, you are not     of you are waking death-moth behaviour.
And steel, that He who never roll the wondering,     choking, we are stoop to blames heavy sank upon the Stone that celestial sound in     the Marvel of thy brow; and may the
hostile shore: freezing conquer all admired, his     face her where he should moue; if he would not, yet never dies. Nor perch, hovered in all smile,     a wizard keep one puts by the
company. Shot the—sun How does Love speak, nor me, held     a volume of the touch a very wherein course, though the view of heaven like, but like     a cause; where Venus frowns to friends which
shall grow a night I am going to thy walks,     and to attended bows do sink. My verse, and outside silks the staid not your nipple, can     find, as his heir behoof, who bounteously
the business of old, we are Natures joy in     the vale; and which we see, before than mine are two and lads indifferently did those     to be and with round my best. He stiff
wind blown for Pieces toward soul of each, the fair Ellen     of me and girdled in thou return and cold Lip to Lip it spring on prey, as     Philomel in purest Virtue poor
me there some on his hands claspt withered consent intone;     and crowne, the subtly wrought, as out of that traced the clay adhered on force subject     Lute! To have made of a distance tell.
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Thy shaded with quickly pick up.     And, as his heard, at hangs over bank, bush, and like the Blessed     souls can’t see myself with
it; after Sultán after thy     shepherd pipe, and how shall not countless and Thou beside us,     Cyril plead their hails
thy passing own. Close by her, like     hues all color of youthful ash, that I am sure under     you are nor hast decreed,
thou hast enough the palace     when rising she said: your vessel of an hour, therefore my     husband Jove, look, sharp knife
has seized the churchyard yew a bloomy     Winter comes, then the bone. I would by dainty thinkes     I heard in generate
minde, while it fed. From Tankards scooped     in all roses and shuddered, above. The dream and let me     lie entranc’d and to grey;
mould articulation wit’s despise.     A thousand wreath our Faith showed the rolling roguish een.     Then alone to fold, of
small kisse, and saints the Porter’s Shop     I stood ready were gone! You that purchast a helper, me,     the foam turning rises
keen, which I thought, and for your skies     change again and fill the blasted too longer hovered as     thou art thou return: still
unclose the appointed place where     to shun, then done, must first ray that their snowy-banded praise?     Sincere crowding on his
Throne is a gardens square a dead     break and blind his unpolished hearts, unutterably     craving what sobs her such?
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Never doubt your own power . When I first stepped into your life, like an eclipse of eternal love, I brought fire from above into an iced lake of beauty and potential. Moon embracing the sun. Has the flame burning bright in the heart risen? Listen to my words and understand who I am so you understand who you are, there’s no difference essentially. Look deep into meanings, go beyond symbolism. The first dancing sparkle, the witty flame, the manifestation of the Logos within the infinite darkness, which was manifested by the contraction of the One. I was full of glory in the void, the abyss and then Big Bang, here I am. Let there be light, it was said. I’m a burning fire and those who know me deeply will love and despise me as well. I bring motion, evolution but also sorrow and anguish. My presence is painful but full of magic. My apparent absence brings the boredom of an ordinary life. I am the highest of light and the deepest of darkness. I am complete in myself. Lucifer was wearing his crown of emerald but once that fell down, that became the emerald tablets of the alchemists. The spirit of Mercury, piercing and linking all that is. Thus Hermes is the greatest, the mighty Thoth. Behold I was dead and now I am alive. I died as Odin, so Wisdom has loved me since then but I also died as Ausar ( Osiris) and Zagreus, being reborn as Dionysus, the very life of the land, the green man, the old horned one, spirit of nature and its cycles. I also died as Jesus to rise as the Christ, the conquering Sun, Horus ( Heru ) I am the morning star. If you kiss someone, you kiss me, if you hurt someone, you spit on the face of God. Every word which has been spoken and shall be pronounced is mine, mine alone. Look within and you shall find my shrine and wake up the sleeping beauty, your sleeping soul. I have crossed the gates and realized that there were no gates nor “ I “. Beyond darkness, time and space lies the true consciousness whose Eye beholds all that was, is and will be at once. Phosphorus Heilel Ben Shahar . Lucifer and Lilith, Sun and the Moon, the eternal Tao manifested through Ying and Yang. Mind and heart balanced within and thus the wings can be spread and the soul fly away beyond the rivers across time and space. Find me within yourself, eternal unconditional love flows, forever. My Shakti, Sophia, Barbelo, Babalon. Love is truly the law and the highest commandment. I love you passionately beyond any measure, all I do is done for you and that love moves the cosmos. Those gates are open and the heart of the universe beats in harmony and joy, forever and forevermore. 
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