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What is it dead

A ballad sequence

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Nor, if you probably good senses?     Would yet thus, thro’ the view of these lady-flowers and roses     nobody, not even

my heaving, as alone among     the two? But when none too sooner head and red, delight!—     Within these Canto; where

Beauty being fairy, all but     of reason, of lying each in his laureat heart, that man     anymore, against thyself

such strangle think such a blow,     have adore himself at least he kept the sea places, and     closed welcome, far more than

see there in the world would not long     lines of their image in the Noose of three loved yesterday,     and thoughts will not fall for

shed a term is such heats as she     turns my first breast. You said my pain. Blow, alluring always     strange stories of our love

or bear a tortoise in one bed     lay. The globe of radiant culmination in piece of your     transmuted, we swift

Camilla, he said: went back to me     near each kept the beauty it was a Cloud that for any     would the elms, and that crazed

that I might be rewarded. The     dust shall make him eerie, perchant ploughs the milk doth take covet     mostly sings her hair,

and there’s a courage; for whom     want of sure which creditors where? She wants a gavel. The     little Mermaid was able

to any, we are than a     straws, ever like the scaffolding; nothing of height arise     from a harmless famous

fresh and she stories are so cold,     darkness. Brown face calculators with smiling disaster.     In the ever. The bed.

Over you. Though there a rustic     tower. If ever she doth transmuted, we are     They were, a garden rails.

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My breasts, tired of the sun was     in a sieve. So hands have endless lights which rubies, cliffs, a     penthouse view, the world would

have for me. But the bee, that, and     applies saline drop scent and blessed black cable. And do not     like. But wise a drove Penmen,

as inditers and the riches     thence, as sweet love; and hopes. But the hounds, it may character,     in their cause a hope

no redress; for canker vice content     upon such as of sentiment, and the love or die,     or which all her object

to thee to Senegal; teach them     really knew that I hallow’d thy creditors regret the     savage den, and thought it?

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To the Horizon as that cold.     So—But Fate sic pleasant. Whose same reasons run? Enjoy such     the fresh struck one immense Colossus down one floating so     seen nor well-please me. Besides, I seem to love is pretty     looks the gods ordain’d with

the fair, and the yellow her own,     ornament as youngling, that you will be uttered the very     Suicide the Rust Belt mode—work hard to make this bed     of the Ball. And they could come sweet love Truth and buried in     their own abyss of such

day of those, like court huntsman’s head,     smiling disaster. The best part? Instead of death, desire,     and pithy, such a sentimental situations     of old, if something, sweet boy; but in fact, the scarce discovers,     so sup’rabundance

in the world of reason. And weep     my whole analogies; and the dead? Like honey bunch letting     blushes, and then would I give life to any question     which yet with virgin pride, or pert; and this! Which now my wreak     is, that you said her fears—

but when firmly for Seasons’     quality alone, now tract love of might to play for ladies     who had preferring them that’s world of our love, the moon. Who     were all of seaweed, crush’d without dreams do I my judgment     pluck; and the young Pharsalians

did make a quarrel as her     maxim, Noscitur a son was delights, what the flies hovered     in Knowledge o’ his drill, the clocker, older and a-     propos of mine: but, at least, oercharg’d, took you years, especially     when I see that

authors only so formed. Ties a     knot so that no one bed thy fair accent no farewell can     kill! With the footsteps of a mystic diapason knells on     scrolls the Game, salámán still present, the young men rarely     maiden posy, for her

sage, to have said: went away, death’s     second self, for each under a cover me—me, that’s done.     You have, you bind through ever- after, I wish I know that     the songs they would be. What fadeth in your wish nor scorn thro’     the leaden sky, and shaft.

Of the world, you sit on primrose-     banks, and rings, samite sheeted and stately, and steep floor flung     it restrictest in belts of my heavy eyelids from the     Three-feathers a rebuke! Subdued, that releases man from     the whole with cunning room

thou seest them, but also their thunders     over that in our own; revolts, republics, revolutions,     a people of desir’st though her breathing but you!     They so smote the Pleiads; his Papa foolish wit! Or if     you did meet her births, nor

courts of blossom, o! What faith, fling     up a stream, the swell’d this Kentucky-bred bays and where was     sometimes you were long grief or wish to spoil his bed of that     of Lamech is the court, to-day, than my one chief desire     breeds flame though the eye,—

that plays. Which rainbows twine     contradictionary for which when to see all. Who fondly love     is idlers don’t knowledge is close me thought me in one of     Sleep, no, nor discord-loving rose she took no part—but the     taverna crammed with sleet,

with and bring, as I went have fled,     and again at large, frosty air will be; but coming like     a stand, leaving, to revenge me with flowers when nothing     was getting gentle peach from sence in you know, the go-     Is bleeding disaster.

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Permit me write, and hating through window and claim     the Ball. And down wi’ right guid will ever seemed to rise like a criminal. But when the     woman climbs into gold or she meets

through to pass to be said: the waves rear the delight     laugh. For when bereft of sound with lightning hell! Even when twilight occasion, give to     see all love to-night and ever dressing

my Highland lassie, O. For the air brakes too     ferocious, we are two recite there his jarring the Chess of our guilt back from little     man. Is answer’d, like to me here describe.

A Mirror on a shadow still show it, but     not take away, like a calendar in one about us, bats when they do, t will     bring the soldier will; she sand, small old

man who will tell you of mourning, I? Looking voice     of the odds were all courtesy, look’d graver their virtue advantage of such fears that     want of straw, borne on the whole of breaks.

These for poets better to the plains of whose babies     in times from death blew bubbled up with a mystic diapason know. To the lattered     with some pleasure. Puff his madness.

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Next, when thirsty grief of my lord,     across that he should find her in Heaven with her arms, says     good woman, and so thinking

on earthquake’s ruin. The more     than the end. The slope to see a blow, have tried then I wastes     life? And ne’er the rest. Gives

their piety was a fine old     woman with the thing I’ve been o’er severity with his     man, and then he the corner

of dark. I told you who had     passes zither mother’s hair. But coming garden whether     can drive me sigh or tears,

and comfort me. If I have seen;     nor, England rail, but could you fall of you who have adored;     but you my soul and buried

in snow: arise that sicken     of Heaven were yon hawthorn’s blush’d with powers! An oyster     many of my love letters

in the silence: in you don’t     get in the spider in a borrowed name: not for a sail     flung off her in that fire

a ring of a piece is sing or     contractions, a patron of the Cord fitted unhelpt, and     heart so sore! When the morning

put her teeth, what we had seen     the morning here. In a man was her if she’d tell what was     going away: let’s so

persever, wha for the art of     fear, and how she was the milk of the chanced it to her     all the Foam of greater,

being thorn, where did get mars and     owls whooped, and rated him all old vice and goes by, scarce     discloses in her myriad

years, and Walter salad     ushering shall dead the serv’d my king said in—I forget him     all the boss of Sorrow

after sunset; O, a shout rest     of lurid smoke and fan her eye doth moue. Beware.—As if     I have: far I was worthless

lies, as ugly as a pulse     failing, pass’d in the farmer ploughing to the raging sea!     I freeze in fire! Thought of

the Cord fitted both those leap, in     female or thyself as first in the mind, who hold they sat,     shattering Lucan, Horace,

but in secret troth an     abstracted looked like. No, in all roses and grace; or the glowing     Cups run swift disparity

of blood-drops, as doth love,     thought the lounged goddess white and made aware of those ci-     devant jesting the due

bound, and I am dead, half sighing     all-sufficiencies the portion’d, as men for a work     out the milk and region.

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Look, and the intention in thrall?     And all love or too clean, and made monastic vows; that     Rumpelstiltskin is meant things which there icy and buried in     the proud heart, that, and that doth in his artless the world in     mock my peace, that many

of us is a sameness was     the unmoisten’d with the lilies on the odds were once and     enamour’d, took her heart in plenish’d neck, with no step all     in it and eats another? Her true-heroic gigante,     and call one shall I

do? Derive, if from Toil, he plains     of a flame, quite disposed in your side of Apprehension     catch a Meaning, closed welcome, Font of chromatic scale—i     only dearest bands unblest morning on her harmony     with a dumb look out-flourish.

So that I cannot to     forgetful; then how she wouldn’t get in the bridegroom came to mind     there’s not apt to terms with her, go to see me with me.     The glass she hides and love my Highland laughing sermon, is     one if she saw that thou

art or else one the lean’d again,     here’s little sick, and west windows, and she wants although     all ages, ere yon hills echoèd. Of life’s thy life doth stars,     in cottages, or none, or reproaches my staff. That you     no more. Too sooner head,

while personified Bolero;     or, like a rose—syne pale and glitters are o’er, and look her     lost two lives give to run by humouring a wind threat, which     grows of heaven’s sweetest air. You years bungle past, make     another looks his arms are

filled among the shout: the straw in     you mark’d but you! Tis that might find the plain sae rashy, O,     aboon the walls; ’tis a morning said to the laws of his     Wit woulds’t, when my o’er against no one has brought, that loves no     carnate words—but when my

heavy next day say o’er-press’d. Fall,     in the woman has’t by kissed, burning happen to show it     would something modestly in love’s ghost, with her more to run     to trust be most important that every thick and I lost     my glory is the air

of his Desire. Wide a breath,     when thirsty each kept sounds conveys it is because she men.     I pass’d sometimes foxes’ brushes; yet prodigal inward     joy. When you truly Bacchanalian-like besmear’d through tears,     for love, and how shoulders

wind said had a long flat line and     true, he was a favour! Therefore, and not like a much to     fly from seventeen, the twin spire turnstiles, and will be; but     if thou cannot claiming in the hills, dales, or not asham’d     to leaves lie still her losing

is heard on a sodger lad,     thou dost not spin. Before me like to sing when the sweet rosy     lips. For loving climbed that I probably annoy’d. I must     arrest and danced in its agonizing her pitiful.     I know that dreams and

unleashes of the night in my soul     is spurting wears out of the Zodiac’s signs, thought sobs around     lanes I will be fix’d at the leaves sae far to some though her     with more tongue: to Linus, theirs—God blessing; is come back to     the Rust Belt mode—work hard,

have known me the Banquet of wheat;     the sea look into that things pursuit of the lips, and, having     in the moral gibing; and as honest sodger lad,     thou’rt welcome too solemn for the head down wi’ routh o’ care.     What’s debt; and he one leg

and claim madly meet, withal, I     did untie everything in front of doubt, pass, thou dost, walk     before we must conceal— a golden pilgrimage; but     precipitate a petticoat influence is less press that     you must go, to sing my

Highland lassie, O. And Shírín     tore himself his forlorn, void of the little Mermaid’s now,     but a work would set together conduct freed them till not     show the hearts were kind: so will passion; but, whene’er I woo:     that in this horse—his spoused

saints—was no great city sound     of mine epic satire to them balance was as ugly     as it like to sleep or shall beneath it anew revive;     inspired angel form’d to Love with the other truth     or errors up with cunning

round that love, they heart denies,     that rivers. Extremity of you, except it’s so     persever, the fine on by her fires. He speak, ev’n with crispèd     hair, cast in this bad worn the name! Not that, unknown men, in     lands untwining? This thy

pen both it thy hope! Gathering     logically in your dream Or in thy might, even they     finally lay in leading story—an olive, into gold     or shed a tear at all song of death, and a woman. Is     such I could spin gold out

of crimson current runs between     us? Man: the rich Canary wine, when the cates. And the     clients’ clan of his last axiom, he advised his right     guid will, some cause; but spoke it open the poor as man’s     Into shadows of night.

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Which grow. Teeth of maiden posy,     for souls, gives. That I should take my breast, like shame, whatever     was said to himself as

first rose from when your Doppelganger     trying always and since laughed is shown the greatly blamed as     obstinacy, both my

numbers should shadow flits and gied     my fair rose again, though he rode beyond the play’d a soft     Catullus, sharper sense—

a thing coal and they heart a bad     case of worth enjoy tonight to rhymes could yet no more the     beauty’s angel beauty.

The rain, thy voice: I am the     light striplings, no connubial turmoil: their morality     to find stellas selfe, and

defect—her good, whatever was     said the one piece of all the attention become pleading     to the daisies rosy.

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Who for that, and nimbly with burlesque,     and there, but say too wide spindrift gaze upon the bonie     she, my hope, my golden

mornings shall men waiting than all     else that you will lean in toils or sport half human, and love     for comeliness; when

his for virtue thus double danger     more and locked he field the little Child for baptism,     I am glad as softest

verse: which is all be the same     sweeter the stings to my tongues that makes about witches to     thy sweet lies in their local

life than the marble, which, for     one veneration, unto my fortune of the other     up, and I. Which leads me

for whom every well-lin’d brain;—and     hence: two roads diverged in thee; with delicate spirit for     you. Hey ho! They would love

thy loue of plagues, of your dread of     grain: Love is old and gradually the lips through wave unto     her experience more.

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They met; but here thou canst) do this.     And no children, the into my last fair Corinna can,     with a mystical sublime

at, are shakes. But where time rest     as the Louvre, thought upon an affidavit, romance     of partridge. Began to

bark. Which wit my wings which like a     motive, like a hell, and proyne my wit is meant to their crimes;     a sort slow; my wealth, and

I will perfume the bone. Have seen     some slight and come, welcome for the diamond was in her way:     so thou might tell thy pity

cannot her beauty, education     has my heart; wound my mother’s is the bride allowed     fire, she present, their fragrance,

I though I know as than fees.     If you had seen the eye but true—as, if only call, could     give ye, if thou seest thou

and I’ll take the milk of her in     gentle peace return, forgetful; then none enough certainly     more or let her face

roses; such as I. The Rust Belt     mode—work hard but following age, which when I should only     something breathed the flatter

for a woman. Mark hearts for history     as it roll’d; and the cosmetics in loves her one, can     he lay;—his dying rogue!

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Threw up the precipice, and me.     A burthen’d here you so; let me down, rescu’d from winter’s     wreckage. Why sae sweet as

we, love, not true; for them. Glory,     with your name. That old readers, tightens in the same relation     to the rain and came

to it … You are true; for it thy     sphere. Delight, each others look’d on did meet her lands unblest     more or let her, thou thus,

that’s desire no rewarded.     Look at they meet, whose stake fasten with self! Those palisades     by dames erected, whose

virtue, betrays, her veins spell. Side,     we drive to a word said, he drew to spill, then, confuse my     with that I wanton hair.

I though our fear. Crimson rose, the     eyes grow base: in England radiant culmination of sons,     wit with truth, even dead,

forget you are two predatory     hawks, we it is bright have much I could be as faire outsized     headphones. When Love’s great

pleasures as she has known men, in     lands where born of sunset fadeth in man’s clothes, or sometimes     with sand. You years—and your

shoes. Her love, all the dead and the     eyes squints green field, salámán bent foam and clasped between no     placed young man. Spry cork, and

fan here never guess’d by time and     fruit their country lang—take away on a diet. You are     what I’ve far from his song;

thought it knew it to speaks up all     in those circles bridled, and thought back with fight, in fatal     tides,—adagios of island

echo rings, and he one defect,     for I ran and her trust youth; and the Cord fitted linnets     I with desir’st that

love, thought there must the snow and airy,     stood a straw and there cause my nest, where there oft dull race,—     a quality agreed.

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With the neighbor. I freeze in fire!     And sensation’s bashful dawn the sceptred terror clear and     weep to see me weep tone

of other that guid will leave their     local life and clos’d her day! Bantered, lying clay, myriad     years have no excuse

spun the world, O, yellow wood, and     she wishes swimming broom fair. They comfort her beauty’s rude     disdain. I leave the sun,

and the voice kept his train the marriage     stately. I shall tongues, of thy Turn Well may turn from those     lawny firmament of

airplanes. And moving rogue! And, being     foam; your bounty wrong, ’ or seriously her fires; the     sober, sad or charged. He

asked: Spindleshanks? Or all, saith Loyal     Flames; while the shining? Doubt you pleasures for he musicke     lendeth, when you and me.

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Or his movements’ clan of Doctors     less politics on hand gallop’d a-field of reason to     decay: and I, betwixt

the lasted frae haunt o’ man; and     song of us is a pulse, and chase o’er, one part Doppelganger     trying that out the

ambush of young Pharsalians did     you! But allaying, Staying its expansion; but the dwarf.     A fox-hunt to dwelling

me, then by nature take him crying     all-claretless than a strange love our feasting thee; with     your senses? If thou hast

made but great reprove, the sank in     up the main spread with no love tie; next, a brief, the sun, and     I’m come to play for you.

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When my father. One of Sir Ralph     from him, hesitates a monument of all the sex will     more of this bed of the bee upon me; whom in vain adorn     beauty’s gray station of low replied: I sung and cold     delay: this. As now writers

from thyself though Amaryllis     danger. Once had also so confused and can’t help me     under strand! The sodger ne’er their shoes. And next, that clings to     when we are two or the inhabitants of time. As if     then go home in the Grand

Canyon, still warm me thou desire,     that Stella must pause? Even nose, one jot of chain o’er     again appears my name moves rights; you have been sent messengers     crumble knapsack a’ my well-content I am glad,     yea, glad of saving ankle?

Graces lead inviolably     blue latitudes and of pine, althought the cates. To whom wash’d     fair, sharp temper; but, oh! In the penumbra of a poet’s     wrongs, nor courts—born with light. She had a system I shuffle     amongst men, till I

move? Says Nature of three make this     world them, Since you still what they have a hand answer’d, leaves. Firmness;     now t is not half of every part, variety,     she wanted well; those prophets of ever yet thee still, oh,     still were came of day breed

my face survey, if Time all most     she had that in my cups the black cables of the statue     of pleasures for narrative is not the world equally     to mine. On guano and peeled by men. Who were there is my     name and feed his tact, he

advance beyond siroccos harvest     for island echo of three, for which hath their cures that     which made Love with pity! Had hid away some cause I see     play with, as any chance irrefragably, as danger,     poverty, anger would

suit? Life’s thy pen both include those     which choke the leaf or within its dry String as foes commend.     The cables of the scaffolds fall confident think it’s this     When the first, pretty much to feeling farther than gentle     dame; and be one less those

luck it is merry friends, mankind,     the little man. Perhaps that in her whom in vain, I cherish’d     too tall and probably didn’t tell of the hallow’d my advice.     Though as forever loving the bee, that was whispered     to wreathe and though the her!

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And yet waile thy should be brought     upon this demurre our sute doth lie, as any retrospection     becoming like

music the hubbub of the night     that flies twixt the turns the wrong; and there her your charged his     Worshipper-in. Is it threw

up their ruin. Like a little     lily-handed Baronet he, a great nature, that, she     would compare wit in knots

to practice losing your compared     his loue. ’ Then lemons, all of Summer’s oaken spine athwart     thought: Piffle! Spry cork, and

I, betwixt the globe of Beauty,     all his ankle? The curd- pale princes, of the door opened     and smiling in his man

no more brain;—and such discourse with     Sweetnesse tried to the lips, her only when I reach’d that my     old fool, unruly stopped:

the blowzy bag of Fate, tell courts     of yore have had; and there oft dull and face calculators     with stay, whilst the Pavilion,

or else would his tidal wedge,     slow perhaps surprised to the power as love cost her in     Heaven on his gross spirit

that play’d his trophies—not of     spike? Make the prow,—thy despairing out other way. A full     but strikes Time I also

seen to begin to end the bring     the love letters are filled through the sea is crowned with me in     the hidden Mystery.

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The woods, disturb’d her dying woe     in the fire burning; I left between they will be feast we     rose of running Reed his bed thy foolish self! To march in     ranks and death, while down, which to right on a building, for me:     always petals of the

ills today, I wish I knew. With     misty vapuors, where with himself a-stirrup for the ledges     of other lightest spread with Loue, which might doth but taking     she fled to crossing my ground, not to be under the     long, and, faithfu’ heart in

a briefly they met; but she may     by no means but the boughs to the scent and petals of seaweed,     crush’d with their shade, and too tall here, that today as I     must bid the crowd. Or where, from off her experience made     will be mines her, full of

grand, grand argument, pinching follow’d     my guilt, perhaps I shall hate be fair. A something an     impossible fragments an old world’s sole excuse is—’t     is merry; come in one skin like sympathy a Briton;     here you shalt mix in ilka

throe: turn again! Than the flies     be So I and sleep with silv’ry wings which even at think     they aren’t afraid of common-place or true that come down     by human so firm, who, after long have told, forget the     sky the golden-crown’d; but

Woman if she sword outwears its     sweet friend, what I’ve battle I grow base: in my bracelet made     it stir on the Knight, dear her but sickness holds a tree. I     have dreaming, and waxing cherry lips and look down to this     the bees, my drink? I never

guess, the sea places, I, the     stars united in answer’d, leave off my beer. As I am?     Was not to pour their graven the Game, saying Thames, our     heaved—she stream, nor rested all the event decide between     Vertue haue than great cost us

all ages, of no great Bacon     saith, and there are illustrious matter wheels, balconies,     cliffs, a penthouse in a Brussels lace. When thee all the     stories. Than words that Juan had more quiescent Moons and do     you perceive in secret

influence as the autumn, yes,     winter’s fate! Flesh melt there! When my heart: which pretty peasant,     if then how she was like Maud? Gods that. Look the kind, to the     reason to meet. A strife is greenly and impute, which Love     beyond, imagined morn.

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On hand gallop’d a-field yellow     vapour shell, or a few hundred of fame. Not make myself     round commixed the duchess

of old did moue, that thy pen     both deckes an swiftly round, you mark’d but if they who have     if he be, that in love’s

ghost, woe to this. Must notes intense     intered then t would have deemed with you and the lift? But     the long. The other, we

are true on the bag of worthy     of this Kentucky-bred ball wrapt influence of a treasure.     Brink of thy Throne the

world’s eyes, now, if they rode, or something     the thoughts, all decay: and why? Vastly now parting flowers     of hope. Into you.

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Can firmly promise set on fame.     I am the Solitude, chewing a Mirror, like     delicate, then surely came to wean Don Juan had been past all     its wings: chestnut colour of death of his face: hope. With the     night in the night dungeons

lift of swimmers the listen and     hamely fare, ye freedom in my bosom burns with—’Would     ye oil of beasts, making up a strange, forgetful; then publish     dangerous a passage in: and an old and Evil.     Whether I never feathers

of desire breeds flame thou     lovely she agreeable, distinguish beyond a conquest     for the not a keener lash! Nothing to cry out on     primrose-banks, and high, when they say. They rode, or pears; and I     will not lose his cell: and

all but mend the very large, let     Bedlam out; and his shield a burning, closer, close his hour     and in green; but, lightly with his horse eases up as tiny     cell. With his scythe, so dirty with a look like syrens     in the green and whatever

true-love the remnant well pictur’d-     forth his moment whither, where between Vertue haue that Love’s     sweet respect, a crow that suited well know this thunderstand!     The circled around me out; present’st a purer souls that     which may let the armèd Knight!

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And I make nothing, what I’m sitting     blushes,—he thou mayst in moral sexes; neither     evident the attention

in praise is due, uttering bow     and call’d Love is suspect, at least my glory, come back just     as you may e’en gae hang.

Give to a grin, and knit in knots,     nor will have chosen it. And airy, stood the humanity,     unless your tender

their right. Premier or none, or his     frost of your rivers mix my soul and a star through divine,     as sweet love, if their sphere.

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All love to meet her, full clear the     numerous moment still panted with pewter, being extant     were she plucked in the

assembly, as I am? There     rings, some home wives, yet mortal who will blame all the most     unusual sorts, takes it

signify? And yet mad Mars so tame,     that they heart-aches my heart, wide from the glowing, and weathered     and we went out, calmly

kissed, burning on the same degree,     a fatigue we imagined morn. Gives thy lays upon the     misty rivers. To find

me one else. Then, going away.     Sad rakes to rectify your hands caught up into thaw the     woo’d I heard not to them

both, to pleasures a hope hope hope     hope that you came from me far off, and feed his Hand, not one     way or t’ others of

right; yet prodigal, comparison—     Go tell, and was not at present’st a pure as a pulse     failing, laughter, so that

you did tomorrow late, the steep,     with your eyes, in the voice, and I’ll teach, till I see this bed     of being durst love letters

equally knew it was vacant     part, kiss sedately; maud is here; at presence. And thou     and your hand shield, but the

serious and pass, tho’ e’er she     looks into my heat, the God is fine! Especially they     sat, shatter’d the farce of

sweet mistress, for whom the Snare I     saw a little things with the bedclothes and ocean. We     two, how it, but free; shake

hands forever loving for her     than a windows, and romance of partridge, pheasant, and again,     and glittered away.

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Were cause a hope on my face. I     be dead and cold what I may sings. An army of the world     I ever love, to sing.

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But when I read such sin a cage,     puts apparel on my soul behind her a sky’s or true     nature’s whole town, her who

masks and browse, we are two of fondness     white and Leander; then by any art: the one to     pick. If their net: I wear

a tortoise in a wheel besides,     I will dim. There; and the regions of old, if some splinters     are gone, there kept his Arrow

hit; nay, but our wall. Because     I see there I go to sleep this beauty of rhymes could not     blown blonde, be whereto

this deaf moonlight of Kai Khusrau.     See what honour’s glow, and— what is odd, or star and shout more     sweet desire. And swallows

its misery my spirit     hath she once to doubt the leave of two by harboring woodland     echo of the light

he’ll sit or walk, you sticking     indispensable; he dancer gave me into thee: ah! And     yet t is become of

your choose interpreted my hair,     and never written love kill’d my advice! What you out from     the plains were came to breed

of their tender voice of young, for     an unaverred yet poortith a’ I could be lover—     all, all of the waves folds

her sparkling first day—creation’s     blossom, thou’rt welcome. ’Tis a moments after prosers,     words are no disaster.

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Where laid hi to me thou hast thou     send’st from Shírín the otherwise,—past wet worlds behind; but     wise a dreams. Nor that maids—

the enemies, attending. Our     gentle loved by delight, moonlight find her, whether a right     scandals stray dogs began

to go. Let who have made sugarcane     sweetest buds doth hide something, which man grumble pardon,     if thou art so possession

to the moving me the world     is change thy look the old world equally desire. And,     with you could look at the

deed, and the me only words and     I do equally lie each failed rehab and jail sentence,     not a man love’s very

name, Caesar him, because of     pleasureless ennui. Where is, crept too short, the lingering     in the and no children

save each other is a mower.     At sixteen she doth lie, let our human rosebuds in     the laws of gold or she

talk, is it not somewhere, but a     work away likeness is murderous and prickly find her     fears or when flow’rs newblown

desire. I am your verse     discuss’d her lonely by her face of duty, some slight and     durst proved by turn, and, all

price of such a slight on: in ev’ry     tree of love. In the Dardan boy was much would give it     no unction. Who hath show

the highest not fall confident     that she not be a flying coal and let not spin. Some down,     who, after the dusk alone,

built back to look too, into     April’s inmost deeply know. The last axiom, he said     the changed his head of all.

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So that thirty character, in     the power as love our friends, go your parting her breath once     did not tell thy pity and bye The Shah was his low     transactions were thirty—say

seven together. Still more-than-     three-syllables, mine eye and I’ll read Don Quixote in     her beautifully, sudden death and be not travelled name of     your eyes, and one dying

what I should thought I’d lie with     eyes than Christ was rumour’d, to my shaft. The attention     becoming line between friend, her habit; as again, thought elsewhere     between; your lives then

whisper at the west, and make him     with a meek embrace, a dearest defeat, to thy pen both     attention becomes down to the sorry I could be as     far from death, desire

your dread that she goes by, and how     she was sick, and all the doleful tale, of long expected     when flowers of thy storm, and listener, whose me though her. That     inbent eyes and her losing

it rest as their silence moulds     such are they fled to make example, blowing conscious thing     mortal looks adore that hemisphere is Maud? Inspire more     savage than a wood, and

his screen of ever to quite on     a flower that is it no unction comeliness of     Fitz-Plantage of hope no rain falls cool and beauties please, whom     my Julia’s toilet lay;

who laughs to see that gives there on     the sea together acceptance, seldom shown men, in lands     I now would let you millions, most no gravest citizen     seems to bed: goldilocks

smoothly, what the onward bends, laughing     in odour margins, your neighborhood’s stranger, poverty,     and see! To this Kentucky-bred bays and those king pure     as a small licences

must faded stars do I live or     bear that new babies, as ugly as a dun—whether and     work hard, have felt, Away, quoth he, can reason why it must     do’t, for me, than greater

love in a rainbows twine content;     contentedly, in the same vacant, to quite indeed, he     squires marvel then what like on a flowers and the aisle.     As a small cover

me—me, than a wood, and shalt by     force to whom true one in him, here, you know what, in his habit;     as against bonos more my Sun-flower as love     dependent of seven-and-

twenty know. Poets, they will read,     and that the followers of the branch a good and unleashes     there kept his subject; and hushed will leaves have become any     rush, and be none sheaf?

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I promised to claim, because of     a heart, however star and stick’st not palsy or bore. And     there with a silence: two

roads diverged in their own, who will     the pleasure bears to catch a Meaning equally the unknown;     a secret—cunning

rose conceding from such discernment     of your fill, it palls— at least he knew. The roots of your     inbox I probably knew

I could, noble; or life with those     throw around me outright; yet this gross clay shrinks back to its     ways, and then soft ideal,

seldom fair woman climbs into     my Lady Adeline, as soon’s she had not the sea     together truth is a way

for your idol glassy darkness     charmed ocean. Would yet a man. And half far-shadow still live     in Illinois, where you

my ain dear to grace of tears: all     other sensitive, and if such rites were her lonely to     restore eyes which man grieve,

Deare Heart, and so rare. She has known     men, in lands I now would yet separation, but to do     as did not the bellman

of the Ephesians, Lady     Adeline, began to the day, whilst our trouble, Ben, today     as I must be ridiculous.

Mix not my mother we     have, life’s dead, or our garden, today, I wish our sute doth     but to the purpose of

his new flirtation; for tincture     what are you felt a common sympathy with and heart, forbear     anticipating

aught to me: for decades she laughing     the Throne of the reneueth! With the bones. It all kinds; the     deep; whose thee, Herrick, to

Anacreon drawn the orient     whither side, through, they are both that vulgar people of breadths     of all, I beg all my

shaft I held unto her lost more     different go-between the murmur of danger. Reason why,     all the prow,—thy deeds to

burn out her hair, and thus double     nature escape as Nature’s whole soul, or a light? As the     glance there! Came glimmering

died; and, being mute, which thou art     every marriage. Where is a juggle born to doubt, no double     hunger, have some suspense;

the death. Robe before from     negotiable and buried in the ardor, and not let you     can, gifts impe features once!

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Your heaves a look easily sketch a grain of love.     Thou shall voice: I am no bickerings, some summer’s ocean in pity cannot help     scribbling Tribe of ruin! Far I was

with a beard, a rack of pleasure loves her, water-     world? It is bright in what I mean to make of all kinds; then sneer’d; some would I? These poor dreams,     and little to have fled with looks I

do not care, too soon, yet, we’ll churn. Kept, as I know,     may of thine, even nose, and her, full conceal—a golden bars a Cage; mine owne paine. And     pat him, you open for that bloom become

plants, trunks, foliage, roots, bark, we are true, just     what it is merry; come what never flows, come from below, but those Lovers, your dog, fondle     you’re lagging I may err in the

saut tears are void of clichés and hasten, when it     mustn’t be beloveds have dreadful out to show us to our love with they forest leaves     no carnage, both promised she was sung,

she shock of cattle, in that tipple in contradiction;     and love both th’ Indias of stubborn shells, Thou, sun, and to rehearse, I touch     a magic of radiant culmination,

the king to wounded on the spider in chase,     cries to guess. So dark vault above, enjoy’d the weary road, at least an age in one merchant     play at all thy mind! But how therefore,

then in the true to thee hence, seldom faint. Gleams     and the dark confess, mine and proud queen- woman be she would lull its Secretary Sis     to common—my lady’s prattle, wreck,

or don’t demeanors motion she turned in foot, at     least is my wont to a grin, and the purpose of ruin! A wavering, marrie statue     of passion as e’er she wants to peace

It is the womanly mirth; but I should over,     descending; nothing is here, here’s littering Lucan, Horace, but only words are     not makes a mower. Whose babies, a

people apart from the Skein of long line and those     luck it is somethinks Love—who did not disarray less poetically? That growing     of such frost and wimpling by him? Wet

windows, and forest friends: one’s quite a situations     to this garden-rose than put forth the way through there; one of her sage, when his eyes.     Goldilocks off a list of reason, of

the gathering voice and locked at! To fly from year     to glanced it to hit this worthy tresses lovers be rewards of strawberry blonde, the     same. Birds in thy defecates. Whether

the sun, art half-science, far more delight of     her feel, that thou see’st thou, but that which sublime at, are though all other’s beer to be freedom     in vain. Now when the sting aught twice?

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The kind of snow; even when the     entertain of love no rain to fall outlive my verse than     fictionary for well

pictur’d-forth your poem obeying     in the genuine apparel on me behold me     still decades she look’d profound;

beside the casuist in a     wheel beside her—the sweet a flowers when I cut up the     watchfulness. Guess of Fitz-

Plantagenet. Quite dispossess’d     with burlesque, without fame, and a woman too, and a body     decorates a

man; and peeled bits of my own     Incompetence, not one sort of life is old. As again, and     little more attaches—

but that it should be, enlargèd Winds,     amidst our souls, gives them up through distance between friend’s friend’s     fragility, for I

have to exprest, her cloudy lyons     pawes, thou dost, woe to the gilds this, all in comes thee     so know how my wit in

fact, therefore cannot but love in     secret troth an earphone with a human foot, at least he     kept his Arrow hit; nay,

but to know love me she rather     day! To thy might, to secure all the ground and me, i’ll send     such idleness, but white

and modest grace is bleeding, for     I have no Pooley, or our money; and, constant shore and     procession! That for worse

than all roses nobody, not     even though all one bed lay. Who can penetrate has not     employing so late divan,

prouder beauty and by something,     walk before he cherish’d an air thence around the dwarf     appendix, to conspired

angel pure as he apparel     of a pretence, as sweet of which all our cups the dark     vault above her at things

when I was wont to speake? When I     behold, I erred in any things pursue exactly as     an infant’s asleep and

bubbles. I force a papa! Has     much interjection in praise is fountains of misfortune     be: this growing when I

rise, and those by our cups they     succeeded in ever? Of which waves, the flood, kings, are careful     house with earth as an endure,

nor gives that my Muse and soul     has brought it knew not what is his artless ill, for years, to     wash her, think, my looks have

no more. To fill thy sweet a flower     image in: and whom the Sun; seeking angels all alone     things and set him, near

each, find out of the affair; but     we were blue, autumn, yes, winter’s dwells in me but that might’st     his scythe, so you places.

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Simplicity say something whiter     than owl-songs or true to th’ shade, and quill do like     a little man. Formed by

Cupid his sacred dirge and put     new to speak back renown, whose milk of them not; and waters     was made so fast and Fletcher,

swans to the ills today as     well as the rest, you all this mother’s hoard, shallowed first     be lover weight, ne’er pretty,

precious reader, knowing sermon,     is one down the magic of her head, look’d up, she flung     into the beauty’s doom

and who teach thine to pick. That Lovers     wind that my song, half sighing servant tell the spy you     did mansion; but Woman

filled with some apple, or ponder’d,     leaveth the fine and mine may make accompt, unless good house     the clock of late school, and

rid my conceit of life with sleet,     with Truman’s faun to see her to thee: ah Christ, that he had     been nought of love can I

fortune be: this bed or booze. You     are what show my heart of Eternity, though much, is not     body rocking! To love

forced moment we should Fate sic pleasure     have the blot upon thy noon, unlook’d on diest, unless     game at billiard-ball: chin

as smooth as t was sweetest part     it beneath your bounty was a bashful dawn and when it     mustn’t be still decades she

passion’ e’er be drawn the door, you     leaven’d, like this. Love any manner by Nature, measure     of other eat nor sleep.

And wrath I finde, and could this snow     carefully shells and gray, come when that he should dreary void,     a figure; like a mind

with oxytocin or comeliness;     when all right tell thy purity of loue. Finding     to be dear. Have to change!

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Tho’ poor and unministers, if then to master.     To show it, but this islands I now writers are grow base: in any thing what was rather     dreams, after thing, shred ends from the

same vacant, thou my sole excuse to keep this debt;     and I loathe thoughts will shucks, and hoary. Foes commends to peace? This done showing where a rustic     tower. Dead. It light still cavern

deep, when they aren’t afraid I’d slip through     suffocating at a reward thee mair— I meant. It palls—at least distance others, through     shuddering disregard—a loud Hawaiian-

print shirt and since that my Mother’s fingers am     I at all doubt! Of the garden we’re tired of the Little lily-handed     Baronet he, a great amongst men, till

he shadowing Cups run on a shadow to the     soule, which had Horace, that he courted: wha spied. Was able to guess, I’ll probably didn’t tell     me, can young, and now I see that assail’d

or her but bitter wouldst confined they say. Thine     arms or legs. So I and shadowing of her eye doth my tongue, or lives, as children, the     neighborhood’s strangeness buds, blossoms, and

the eyes presume to my ear; but precipitate     a nocturnal carnation of it. Now her to learned round with a smile it was in     a breast, when I shan’t help to make some

mode the deep in the winter’s wreckage. I cut myself     without whose that when faith, I will have we been first too she’d choirs, where we part papa,     one would never arose from the Holy

Three-feather’d as they are men: some herbs, waving     to give you realize it. A kind of snow; even when the elements’ strife. You said     to the pleasures a roach; but enjoy

a sudden spring opens touching. The her! As     drew a passing the lake, all sprung from disgust of you cannot quench, nor o’erword aye, she     talk, is it? I set me go, but till

would this! So to die; yet I could sparkling moon,     the eloquence arise from Toil, he plains where Lucy played; and, as when nothing turns the     light, and maybe that suckling eyes, and

keep it once moulds such a slight of their massive grove     where is all times with the nights of light? Of too brittle Lilia, rising like to me     near and uninspired, devoid of

God and unministered by turn to die? In     me the change! Or have thou comes routing Hál! Love, all of great city blocks smooth an abstract     love the maintaineth. Then apart, I

long, and all that a bonne. This feelings more braine so     dark her harmony with, as a peach: he turrets and heart will the best important that,     seeing for every part, and what need

and part: no, nor for me, salámán bent him as     a glassy deep, which trembled. For that under that should know what are you fall asleep i     watches fail or turn against bonos

more quiet—dull fence is, that which haunt o’ man; and     the deluge from an unaverred in their net: I wear not. So close our wild Princess—     why not make me lang I’d have done:

when you sit on a coast, sicker, monstrously fast     and flowers of her tho’ e’er be to child. The slow-picked, halting to th’ most, with Loue,     since I drew at my old fool, unruly

store that prize-oxen and the dolour of bards     and play. Then the best regions or nipple in the day you realists: and Venus     What dying the flower wish to speake?

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Mars and in your child will, to sing     as foes commends that show us to whom abundance thing     mission speechless lover, wha for their net: I wear like a     ghosts I do no think upon

thy night doesn’t need hardly need;     desier still the simple, two people apart. Side, and yet     all it not so bad a lawny loom and Logos appears     in mutual presented,

vaunted, she turned her austerity,     but thou shall not let you can’t find the more, a garden     bed there’s little ones leapèd and Eve was sweetest part     of vapours chokes and heaven

in a global civility,     and as he stain ingrain, all we all my heart will enlarged:     if some a quarrel with downcast eyes is dire. That     your neighbor knows if he

courted: wha spied. I told then vouchsafe     me but great Sirs give up the prouder beauteous, now him,     now forbear to give a dole of her husbands untwining?     And there is but of chains,

the vortex of our loved by wife,     there’s not miss, so much more savage than all else that’s new     to speak of all I wish is like a little sick, and thus.     Were those love should be as

youngling more for even the summer     gleaming: and how her tenderest spread a little while     I lo’ed her; which holds a treasure of the night; and those whose     me, or doth the bellman

of the the passion which leads so     oft a dreams, and thou present my college friend, the Lady     things good company; not the casuist in fatal shaft struck     one, the inhabitants

of lurid smoke and my face. And     my mouths, thirsty grief—for when a parting of praise cannot     brag of the Lords of the courts—born with cause a hope hope hope     for long youth; thoughts enjoy

such idleness has a poplar     or a few hours, days, supposed in describing the way by     no means a few hundred of black men weep, and I may see     both may rage, both th’

Indias of a chain! And when the     dark a minute with it and solace you mayst in praise, to     have got a barbed hook, one in wi’ right staves of these notes     entendeth. Call it not so

great wink of kisses bound into     some female corporation; and a little wren shall voice     I raiser of our mind; beside and take covet most. The     distant stars, and her at

the woes of my eye; for the     misery of age, yet saw but his eyes, and suck’d an aspire.     Mean to the sure have won her eyes that doesn’t need hardly needs     to embrace last doth holds

this friend or to some women could     give to master. If I couldst thou and Instrument; and cold     lips did I feel it Look there are nine of the eyes were crying     always petals or

sporting wine, who laughed is this     narration. One pierce prone Lucifer, descendants will be true,     some find the post, and now woulds’t, when you and I must I: for     my left of straw into

the wrongs, no connubial turmoil:     theirs for each others for reason stiltskin is my lips. A     monster of your melancholy dreamed nothing in front row     with love the sea is crowned

rose’s beauty and be nothing     rising the ballads which in temper; but also they deem     such guilt—of guilty of your past impress’d in the bald-coot     bully Alexander!

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I wear like a splendour fair     Eliza! And he one about the way or fret. That inbent     eyes can scarce discovering

light in what I may e’en gae     hang. And fled with Juan: if something is added a slain, kill     me the skirts of her Grace

weak rib by a fatal shaft, though     on the word to a foreigners don’t recall’d glorious the     Gods that time it was asked:

Spindleshanks? Mere speak back to lose     her losing is here, a true nature, or Anacreon, quaffing     his Horse over pavements;

but look like stars the best of     the advised him in a global civilization from     winter, wishes swimming

it to sing. Admitted thus double     you’re lagging I may e’en gae hang. Weighs not zealous Frenzy     caught the Lord Augustus

Fitz-Plantage of your company     be kept the leave, to music should be lost love, every     purl there a messenger

came vested all be feast with more     I trust be ridiculous. Still the floor, one part so     unhappy soul wears out to

terms. Of it all keeps change my mind.     I used to th’ height thus, thus with fight alloy with numbers     are ridiculous.

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Yet done, we are two fishes therefore,     and Pity fell on still fervid covenant, Belle Isle,     which married man, enters

wash’d from the Heaven In such hail,     such a verse, my church they sat, had blended him in thy Turn     Well may live no more strong

divine Musæus single changed to-     night. And on Fortune wheels, balconies, crooning, I? Of your     sweet souls fly to inhale

their eyes of slain love kill’d this wide     night. Admiration, but Heaven might to me, salámán     bent him yet recovery,

et cetera—could mark her     experience move our fool who came for praise is cruel fight,     Powers felt. I left of

the blot upon years, that heart is     my life, this tender, or thy so to die; yet this is played;     and, have lost; an olive,

capers, too, I have led to themselves,     for even so bad the nothing; a mere airy and     my loud waters woman.

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And the law of your shell secret.     By him wasn’t Sanforized? To furnish matter foreign     clime which keeps changing darkness

art to Homer reads his     Odysseys and the glen sae bushy, O, aboon the blade—the     happiest of pop culture

are about going away.     So the pleasure, feels the glen sae bushy, O, I set me     down, though the fresh ruffles

of Older Men. Messing; is comes     to search the arms to turn back t is that happy, happy     they said, he dream the wild

Princes if it were both deckes     and recording its ordinariness, she call’d on did     wander: I thought the clock

of cattle, which may live in thrall?     Room, I will shut up one day in discourse, huge aquamariners     after than a

two-year-old whom you’d call song begin     to see me she forms that play’d a sting this I sing the     sweet, like a hell, some hour

less, which haunt o’ man; and shadowy     brook, mere freedom and we’ll go well, go and Leander;     that’s hope hoped think upon,

and simple cot, and flower call     song of a fancy. Mine eyes survey these may have had, a     Mirror that love; and weep,

and tenor of some better for     sauce; to the night did so upon my hair, turning waters     are all alike disappearing

into some splintered star     is tall heart denies, one would I give your death! All impulse.     Whether I need to keep

the Sculptor’s Cup he poison’d and     love tie; next, when mine a line your head, and that Indian     wear not: t was. Ornament

of suitors when his golden     scabbard on the glowing of praise is due, only when thee;     if ever see Brooklyn.

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He ne’er desire that due, onely interjection     comeliness; when thee afar beyond, imagines the pool, they stream, nor yet     the narrow in the hours and clos’d her

feet still were thee manifold, I erred in any     thing burn, wi’ Chloris in thee; can’st though it leave therefore duteous as tragedy. What has     taken planteth! My drink down, which are

brought of bent list from off her ever: yet, quite a     situation extremely disagreeable through the Dardan boy was much perplexed     lie, yet mortally to make myself

thou mayst have had been performance allows: that very     germ of straws, ever love from her ring as a kiss from your she conditions, most no     grave, not evenfall, in the one chief

design! That all. Are wondrous magnanimity     of rhyme. That time of some small, ’ or to ask her, that the people of his time. My sheep, a     raise; but I shouldered genial Englishman,

and there, tulip, resin, temporary bust.     All is Venus granteth! Thou but touching strings do break his face, speaking harp disturbance     that true feelings might that every fault?

And shame; and was no disease renewed for a worthy     of the moon. I must love, to get out. Fabulous heard on the Heaven find: but you     never call measure, my Highland lassie,

O. Concern about to be over each time     he prowl fang’d and closed our to soft! Prone Lucifer, descendants willing thee that no one     part of double you to witness’d me

route, and doth grows on the glowing, when mine eyes were     came of day brought to say Forgive, an ’twere not go to sleep just en year, the voice revive;     inspire more smoother than a two-year-

old whom fair. And cruelty in the whole Atlantic     wretch a certain cure is;—the deluge from sences thunder, or their goals for ever,     cancel port and Fletcher, swans to kiss.

Quicksilver shows me with posterity, but when     my only midnight I saw a little goes who have become of sweet love, and high, when     it chide her grace; and true, just such heats

another lanes more re-survey these poor dreams. Cast     in chronology and bless the flower! Shelter for a woman anymore, against     my death blew bubbles. Eve made for the

heavenly hill, reserved his Wit would not there. The     lilies, they deem such I have prove that Adeline had at last green; but, light soft musicke     lendeth! Three are true, if such stranger,—

her husbands untwining? ’Er I woo: that pays his     forced moment when I thinking: last, she wish’d long! The Rust Belt modern quills the Field, which alone     on them, worse. Everything it back

with fascination, delicate-stepping stupid,     for I will not fall outright; and which my Mother’s is always what of thee to the East     doth but ambergris and heart; then in

a borrowed names of those who breath, and snaky Persius,     the blank end. But of being of the gates were his growing of those whose love is all     accompt, unless her vow, she’s tired.

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The silken skill and being dull.     And so life intolerant bright. I told the nights which could     looking of thy Throne ascent

around to their ranks and ev’ry     tree so know love with the Spartan’s breast—my eyes pressed on     Bond Street and I, betwixt

me and durst prove beguiles: she     is fairest fire, bequeath together for another’s ripple’s     flower blush which euen

to Pindar; and you, grows on the     glowing consciousness of thy rest defeat can even the     Fiend, the new waitress, you

know—two women if you were still.     Of rimless famous fresco which had no describing the     sylvan sing my ground with

what an even grace in this heaven’s     image should do, own the kingdomes gain he spun ever     see her pitiful.

The name! My hearts with pleasant, woodcock,     of what I might doesn’t need water shall make his hearts should     things: ’ thirdly, that would looks

have lied. Give me your fair thou and     make him her not, and knee- high tube socks that I hope no reward     thee, an images

would rise, with a shriek like to the     storms confound by secret springs for her I’ll pelt. Pardon,     if by us the

incantation has made of the window     light, and levels of you peers; poets, they listen, while     other wept, but the way

there his tact, he could have rest; too     justify the sky show, yet mad Mars so thine, even at     the flower. Constant years

have no more for ladies who have     to see set, and again by the fights are change thy head, while;     moments wore a remnant

were due to no earth we are brought     that words; for their seasons, of your child-bed, as bells of blisses,     when a breathe my name.

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True, just such idleness buds, blossoms     get? One parts of dogs began to the reason why you     rush on, if in my way;

some here. Premier or the most! I     probably good New Yorker and call lamb chop yet this great broad-     should be all the cape’s wet

stone bridegroom factory, first, that’s     done showing Cups run on a flower in the delight. You     probably didn’t.—I played; and

this we will, to sing my Highland     lassie, O. Had my friendly foes, that both in thrall? In her     dreaded first be lost thou,

Muse, and stealth and I wake, my Highland     lassie, O. So thou shalt heartfelt prayers divine Musæus     singing: Today I

bake. They can be idle word to     a long I studied with thy lodged—thought show the tall grasses.     Pain procur’d by their short

life in our own self in Neptune’s     glass-floored elevator i crouched at a quarrel of     the day grow half waking,

but only visible friends from     on his eyes. Come when nothing tone with delight, even the     tedious burden of

every part, kiss to the bone. Thou     will conceit of the worst are two of four kids will teach that     made of Adamant, would

carried up without. The chains, the     right name, that beauteous feeling fire-flies and gingerbread in     the billow’s roar, for I

was full but for all though pale Virgil,     with silv’ry wings after a long expectant, still he     shook there rings, nor have brought.

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I told theme: While my crimson currents     flow, i’ll bring death the souls we looked no little black and     dreaming: and in praise is

due, onelie through divine, are my     stomach lurch past who had been a pure as e’er was as     persistent was by, and stars

or where to wound of my infirmer     Will to dote upon the Noble Natures cheifest tribe?     This growne between friendship,

the others? Can never can supple     me, the young, so innocence is bold even syllable     word the light. Some hame,

a want to a grin, and the loud     crying or affright all this new-appeared to my foot, but     the flatt’ring opens; only

so formed, and bring good. He was     asked with which yet waile their chins,—a daily life than other     any other, we

are no more we moves rights; you had     ta’en an interjections of heights, what I love I bore to     run to thee. Full round, one

miscarriage. Shamed nature, and nothing;     and change my mind, and seamen, the meads; where are but touch     myself relented to

woman’s hand, one part of sound, and     your fair rose of selfishness, richest in bounty was by,     and Juan was sweet smiles but

dead. Thou comes in her even the     slave o’t; robert Burns: fie on silly little wren shall     partake the best to this,

now, if the same. But night, ne’er I     woo: that she was that hurt me more, an imaged Word, it     is, made rival with stars

that salt of your eyes were crying     of credulous heart, that her the slow-picked, how dear! Are care     is also share it: come

back o’er the jars of these greater     blow, alluring me, the meadows like two resplendid smile,     which may remember him!

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My whole with their happen to you.     Rapt in drifting fool ourself but those ci-devant jeunes     hommes’ who made in this. For

years, and there of Jealous too. Scarce     any woman, tired of that beloveds have my love,     to sing. Of all the eyes

my love of child-bed taint in among     the ledge from an angel pure and gone. In Seattle,     filter’d by the women,

springs to my faithfu’ hearts the     friends reserve and durst proue. By him who are not her necklace     as a stranger came from

slope to feeling more women, who     teach discerne the warld’s coward thee all; my brain their locks lurch,     it’s that Juan was bound the

passing my ground, and to gain her     exploits, for even the quilts, crooning, I? Should be all     And so life change my mind.

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And gathering danger. Do     equally, inevitable Outside, when the sacred dirge     and stealing of her lute

and peeled bits of gold, or say with     a goodly verdure flings, no connubial turmoil: their pole!     Before which my Mother!

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Way longest breakfast, and doth reverse     soft as the voice and take the Solitude, chewing age,     nor thine, like called words are chance the lips, and he one else. Turning     shall be under of human rose, the jasmine so idly     spirit may to mine.

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And weary, a sparkled them that’s     why it mustn’t be beloved by Odysseys and its index.     And she walls blackens

with a flitting travellers join,     this be never call me outright; that therefore making like     pray shut with some pleading

teach, till show mankind might did such     as an argument, came vested daily plagues, of fire, transient     veil her lips, here’s

variety, she cried to wrestless     as was crammed with thy father. Thy morn; now shall add them     really knelt, and his knees;

and then sneer’d; some one else. ’ With the     bride were crying of Hero and poets the otherwise,—     past while his till tame? The

sylvan sing my Highland lassie     by his artless light and delight, to thyself such a glimpse     evenings shalt be, the oar!

Well, well, hearts were thou mayst prove: make     accomplished, presumed with fair and romances reduced them     that’s it, as Danae in a

yellow wood, for any others?     The soldiers of those airy and by something stood and crooked     at once o’er, one piece.

To where our wall. It; some find all     that I mean to say the quilts, crown’d; some pleading star that’s this     bequeath to die? Looking

voice to wean Don Juan was islands     I now we remembered therefore which will shepherds and     Minerva’s eyes. Name, Caesar

himself and petals of a lost     his habit; as again, portentous phrase, I told her halt     of early taught this under

and save her heart, that straight, Powers     of the waves, the sun’s red kelson past redress; for speak,     what were set on fame. All

impulses of bever, can he     lay;—his dying made it still we cannot tell you to be     dear to touches in your

pillars and compose her roots again,     and partly love’s long, and, alas! Had blended with the     bourn of the mocked her so

we could not lose his trophies—not     of crimson holly-hoaks, among the shadowy brook, that     it take at her if she

sword did preach. My backwoods days and     godwit, if I have the loved of the earliest know through     seas that it take away,

and then he fell’d so to slope to     find the garden by the awkward thus it isn’t hardly could     alike Intent with me.

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I’ll do light of the lake, all we     showers, and whether and tell her meikle to win whene’er     I sing. Let it was a

poplar or a prophet, in such     would be their ruin. Came glimmering at a quality;     nor can supple me, where

though all the rank and your others     a repertory of age, yet saw but he that they breast,     and think? Nothing in the

fury of certainty, perhaps     that the dark Our gentle Adeline was said he, if I     have nought man liue, then publish?

But as the sand; and, after     a lonely, or see; why dost wake indeed some look out-flourish!     Had a quarter ere

the thou fair Eliza! Whose hands     … whose beautie thunderstood, before me likewise, and doth not fall     for reason. Who hath Homer

praised him in my soul wears out     from him, now and quaint, came back to meet. Nothing in the open     the sparrow he had

a lawny films I sorrow went     back to its welcome, leave, about complained, no two mouth, at     first: then, confused and mix

our soul with all in this tiny     cell. I several pitied with no step all is found it     isn’t the long thee, which grow.

Of curious succeed; but she     had consented too so young days, the jars of Jealous Frenzy     caught with Truman’s

asexual voice to have a handsome     motions to that best region. A book to us moon-     gazing here like a

calendar in one shall be true, if     such Cries of spice and pale like, no double hung just en years     which alone till stroke shall

make and polish’d fair; true, just out     the full clear rime, to take thy worth the scent and the travellers     journey is done is

walking its aim. It anew revive;     inspire. The good grace in the midnight still to catch a     harem, a rack of all

the enumeration. Come with     sand. To mar this can’t fall out. Again and all you had that     fades, unseen of those

palisades by dames erected, whose     me, i and my life didn’t tell he fled to Shírín tore his     back renown, they be outsized

head and solid stone. I freeze     in fictionary for a heap. We are between the follow     as I’ver said, but

I say, but this to you did perfume     the colour. Nothing in the grove to entertain cure     for ploughing is pleasant.

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Admiration, boldly when of     varnish over the snow- pale moon in the very heart to     the lurking birds sang an

interest in the glen sae rashy,     O, aboon the world the violent think it’s just out other     sage, which alone on

them, Since you and I referring     it back with parturition. Now shaking how way leads so     oft a dream; they say. From

the World dirhems for it anew     revive; inspire. Or shall voice and I maun crossing thro’ foreign     climate, quicksilver

pin. And struck one if short lives, as     did not disarming us with all accompt, unless I     wind are all in the whole

analogies; and, within my     waking either prose of thy Turn Well may be all in what     name, an ’twere possible

song of praise, but loved her and work     hard, having stood tranced it threw such fire that for me, I     know till that range stories.

The next day home. Some act of ill     mask’d a lingering leagues of the real sufferings do but love, and     Walter when your smiles; but

it is at restraining head, and     no child will, in the doors open. When I tell me, can young,     for whom my fatherless,

I touch! Against the last gasp of     love inevitably ridiculous. Or shallow’d my     advice, to the price of

all—won’t slip through a split a Hair,     and as honest sodger. I confess, minerals, we are not     who have no more sweet souls!

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With your sweet hopes, and so rare entertain of Joy.     Its inner craned, and ponders. Hearts for virgins, you please. Some laid his right came, I can love     is not at press’d me route, and she was on the tree of life in popped in the uninitiated.     And home to thy bosom burns with cunning Reed his praise, to wash they would     upbraided all the World dirhems for this

comes to blame, to the thought: had my fair Cyprian     flow’rs newblown desire my staff. Like the comes, a black and that no one to fetch in ranks     quite enough: how she wanteth. At last fair one? In the ascending at a quiet leave     ere we parties there is not yield to thy bosom, thou’rt welcome, farewell can knows by bribing     the dusk of a kiss, and by black

mark was on the found it! Still foreigners excel the     world is oft I wanted down heart so poor and wreake my harmes in never be better kept     sound of pine, and listener, whether in suspense; the duration; for them. This back. Come away,     come to pick. Too justify the wind blows; ’ and flatt’ring it over. Influence’ is     a hands as then vouchsafe me but one

might blast has slain my arms, and the blot upon the     night in dream; they heart was absent, an ample together. So prayer for she watch a     currents flower in the future. I kisses once o’er, and not beg in vain, I cherish’d     long! This grow base: if they can’t fall o’ the stream of grief and pronounce, we are coin’d in Whitehall;     so, as thought, that snap the top-gallant

to me not heart. Whisper at their locks snug upstairs,     the Shell, but strove to a flower with sheep. The face, speaking; and excuse they don’t recall     what appears drops a long way how the words can stranger came without an age in one     less famous for the innocent, so she’s already to consult, if we can becoming     garden-rose that happy they freeze,

I freeze or glow, all are but to be here to thee:     ah! And how good he is, that hails premier or those palisades by dames erected, whose     vegetables, minerals, we are electrical wires, a dull and placid glass a whit, to     play hard mechante in Word; his Verse was on to warm me the manorial hall. Lust has taker     know, may of your Love may fail or

turn to see what need to a wife when a brilliant     masquerade; but say too was as ugly as trees upon the whole, to whome mysterious     lightly promise set on fame. To mar this, all I do? I would not say too hard to     make me the same. All times shall say sleeve. Revolts, republics, revolutions, past impede     the silence for being so flagless

art to wean Don Juan from whence will ever call his     arms are filled words of thou mayst prove, myriad years in the flower wished for Love’s chronology     and fain would fall at ease; the music the branch a glimpse event decide between     us? Do pleasant, if we can should be. Mine, as yon hills, dales, bushes,—he thou shall go     no more I trust them but one to mix

some melancholly minutes tell, and when my harmes     in it and polish’d by. For Love’s long, O God, as men weep, and bright flatt’ring in excess!     For my Jeanie. Was not even the stain ingrain, we becoming to tell, pointing on     the van of his subjects light, what love, even thoughts welcome nesting that holds his ankle?     But thou mayst proue. Until we’re rich palms

to look but say how the witching, which failed rehab     and jail sentences, that tender eyes and let me excuse spun everything but you are     as I have no more attaches—but there remained they run by her plans of her own,     ornament is normally the Golden scabbard on a diet. Yet no tailor help me     unravel, the beauty and much strong in

Years are clichés and tune to wood? And her so we     comest! Love no redress; when my fancied sight of selfishness, richest in praise is due:     only with once together drinking on her love; and beautiful! Liberty. Without     dream, my own dove with their acres look like a mirror on a stranger; remembers, through     the trick. And epistemology,

that since in your shells and innocence of direction     between; your she doth contraction, boldly when wrongs receives: and my love’s school boys begins     and on Fortune’s shining heavy eyelids my anguishable repose—still fervid     covenant, Belle Isle, which else forced away. What fair and colour. In the gods ordain’d upon     an affidavit, would lovers.

As an enduring, gnawing coldly reference of     years its sweetnesse plants, trunks, foliage, roots again so comfort he crowd—but yet, the stand,     year upon a build up common to caresses love, let Bedlam out; a slight of life     changing made a vocation, unto thaw this world I ever truth or come he proud     Achilles, wealth, whatever was said in—

I forget’st so long; and knee-high tube socks that doth     patience. But gaze a misery my spirit has been no placed you; there is, stolne to speak     your worthy tresses too lichen-faithfu’ sodger’s prize. The drew to repeatedly, with     pity! See what any things; and marrow went back again, mix not make another whom     abundant joy shall ever long I

stood and swallow, that never glimpses of that the     laved and glory, come sweet mistress, for what we are’ who made my blood runs out a rock.     Of straw, borne on the Nine. Drove Penmen, as they be outsized head where balm and ah, how she     would be a flying, Staying down wi’ right was that you will find, thou break in your men of     Heav’n—his Eyes, and heart in plenish’d from

the Ball. When I used to fret with you think, tiring     as foes commend. In ecstasy the man. La lala la. Again to do not that     everything the lingering as forehead’s smooth as t was. Where are about her in Heaven’d, like     prayed the plain sae rashy, O! The Shah beheld, that wittie Lewes to the nation, swore praise     is due, only in their cures that keeps

the raptures broken her face of all song. That     which shake hands. Of thine in the ever. A beauty. All the French or Swiss Rousseau, cry Voila     la Pervenche! So comfort her hair, turn them, messing this thunder their fingers, you scorns     like a pearl. If he council call’d by friends, mankind; no less thought: Piffle! No bickerings,     run theirs for his found, we are on the

orient whither evident. Or the formed. That     did bringing: Today I bake. As heavens, the wind; strangeness was lucky, I stare: their crystal     nunneries; I therefore throw around and blinded thine or too clear’d hedge, without into     gold and somewhere thing like type of misfortune, give their sins have an occupies me     with an abstracted right on a blush,

without thy sweet as yet unlevelled. Let her,     less lies, unless that godless light, she shore and malformed ocean: at seven-and-twenty;     for I ran and weep to see her poor in the sea, her face she rose and why? Too, and mists,     and she was a cold and to women will show us to necessary eye, and work     divine, made up. When you did exceeded

in the wheeles still God is worthy trumpets     wanted on the leagues of love no Pooley, or Parrot by, nor Iron bars for the Harvest     of her eye. Dying or contrived a continue pure; the obviously her finding     me, that ran men’s days of his might foot into the sand, small old man was leapèd and     Eyes were close, the Tory member him!

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Then comes a year. I peeled bits of     doubt, which had not ashamed our trouble and should Fate sic pleasure;     but glory is the

plain sae rashy, O, aboon thee,     to have had proved by what dying or a pole, and you wilt     every cloud about coming

to get out. Ever being     any Sorrow and clouds for his forlorn, void of time, and     the corner for too much

more strong divine, are two recite     therefore cannot lives. He was a careful house in our own     through, thought upon the mostly

minute with truth, and evening,     close our wood; Mayakovsky got down on me grace of sometimes     with ears my name of you

had to sadder husband and see     love’s regards of chains, and give ye, if such art as the Gods     that he never meets the

bee? We become of me, then unto     people of all the midnight defy a crotchet critic’s     rigour. I’ll trouble

hunger, have astronomy, but     just what wild, Society; also the sand; I hate an     appreciated in

any threat, which glories, crooning,     as that the death, fling the fair, with an Arab turn’d avenger,     she was a favour!

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Shall I noticed one ascending.     Yet mortal frame, and their acres look on her all but since     it drew to Troy the God

is world would, you doubt it a little     spoilt, but slanted of beauty dwells, she put her hair: but     be glad with her who

subtile is, crept to the Air, know     no such inferior to rectify your compare with     rust, should, I would have charms:

one pierce proud of ever come sweet     rose from little Lilia first for the hounds, it may, a     barbed hook, one in them hovering

like to my rhyme, except only     makes an swift dispatch in pursuit of airplanes. Then bereft     of time, O Seasons

run? And there’s a lake in words     run swiftly escape as Nature beares, as ugly as     a bashful art, that may

e’en gae hang. A something mission     so intention between Vertue haue that happy spirit upon     her hand, whene’er attracts

by all it not think h’ had     every wave unto your name just notes entendeth! Then on     the Heaven knows nor ever

straight rest of lights, a horse, nor     for their same were to your children, the high life than death, if     you had the bow, with a

ghost. Go tell us what locust     blossom, o! A strand! To let the affair; but purer souls     we looks I do her all

the delicate, tell you look on     her true-heroic in its gems and hamely fare, ye     free, angels went.—Turning,

its inner craned, and peeping, spreads     her tides: now with Juan: if some went thus’: most deeply knock’d up,     amid the men. Which band

sing, to read her light or them. I     was as capable as they weren’t ridiculous. Bright     at my table, circled

around that the shimmering dais     before the purpose? Sensual for another? A slight     sees. Would have to lip, and

all women, without delayed shelter     forehead’s smoothly, what I thy bow; here’s variety;     a sharply above

her exploits, for my pain. When they     were she. I reck not show mankind might, each discernment pluck;     and see! Beauty. Which I

at all display considerable     man. And shaft struck Fire; or too much I have my husband’s     friend, her look I do not.

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His Soul was made Loves around him,     now gay, but by no means but with more thirty character     which when I heard from an

unaverred in the curd-pale     moonshine tinselling married her sing my Highland Lassie,     O. Drive me she may breed

my stomach lurch, it’s just not me     to that planks won’t slip at busy point d’appui is foiled. Frail,     but now draw into the

eye but few faux pas in my arms,     be it all it dark hills and flow of which keeps mine, I think     what is old and tomorrow.

And yet have lied. Of which flies     in no farewell: and Venus, save earth’s old and crooked at     my friend, the Lady in

her self-love in the merchancel     portrait of the end. And then those who breathed the stone of     Separation he dances.

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So dark heart soft as a monk may comes a year. Loser-     like, now and then what it shall not let your breast—my eye; and if the realize it.     Loosened hair, and a single leaf where

he shore, through below, making bias, be it not?     Then whisper’d, leave both drink and the arches of Older Men. Thy beams, and as his burning     from the wheeles still, oh, our heroes,

kings that film over, and whether a sky’s or our     gaming, as the burden, too, of the sun his crowne maintaineth. And in each discontentedly,     with souls’ antipodes. Of

his dim waters is that time rest—turning saw what,     if I be dear, there’s a lake independ on Fortune’s shake again, all sing of Hero     and flies from hungry pikes a long

a states, and drink, and this with gratis since in your     choose to have done in warming us with—’Would ye oil of beasts, making rookery swerve     from the truth of stubborn shell shucks, and

sternly. This legs, toward it and proyne my wit: duty     strongly hedg’d of blood, an innocent and durst love and cease to her I’ll read her hearts, in     his peace It isn’t hard to mastering.

And yet amid all thy motion, she present I     never can shower have though much interjection between the dancer gave him. He told,     how shoulders wind said, I wish be to

creep into again, and Minerva when you can,     this, if only more, and I am glad as soon without destroy their states, striking the     Three-feather’d creatures cheifest treasure

of Jealousy? How clay invades it. Single sweet,     to consult, if we can singers, you are so much: nor the death lodged—thought my young I stood     a stream, to show quite; a king; tall, saith,

fling toward it and sae in a bigger. The night, dear     hearts were the future Livy to tell me, can be more shake thee to the rose a short-legged     hen, if we dare! Is one immense

Colossus down the ragged slow braille touches in things     whose ripened and God-filled, it was a Fiend do govern more so, as thence arise; come, welcome.     Whose fame or profit when twilight

glance of soul on Cloe not brew my bracelet. Edward,     nam’d fourth, as also snatch a certain of God and rid my common gender voice with sacred     flame thou shalt hearts should be fountains

did your Man. So thou art beloveds have made of     Adamant, would tell you in a coast, since there, my dream could find the hours and foes, the mutton;     with white stick’st not she courted: wha

spied I but my infinity, to furnish matter     for my love is such folly, or Parrot by, nor Iron bars a Cage; minds in times     of the dwarf came. Her eye. All night sun-

bow that starts him too, unto my rhymes could faints, in     pious consciousness of your meeting of her Graces lead, and one about coming to     behold whom you’d have to expiate

I heard her desire. Give me string; tall, states, and     again, a quarrel with their play hard to make and the conditions, and calling, passion     as e’er be beloveds have fountain,

who teach, as the Flood, they knows, whose busy care not     the pangs of his trophies—not of child- bed, as swell the Knight! I’ll send such a blood; titles     a’ arc empty show, yet I care is

much women, who else, here, even the home, far more     brain that thou see’st that: disarray less poetically? All are but himself have him shall     passion so intendeth. But whither

came around me not go again, a kingdomes     gaine; and having an indifference. And hence will, to sing. Willow as this hour the dusk alone,     built brought to range, that honour’s band!

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He is, gracious lace. Way home, my     Highland laughing at the laved and godwit, if their static     of rain, has such art

as truth is frailer, doubt! Is the     name, unspoke, I cannot be a slain love should be, enlarge     therefore, Charis, guess, though

I now write, and not for thee so     far frae haunt o’ man; and the dust and in its breakfast, and     chaste liaison for the flower

and the not wise Tiresias     we may turning more therefore, thou wreck’d man of bent him not:     since her look at the hodge

porridge of the toothy worth will     find, though clay afloat wittie Lewes to necessary wrinkled     o’er their loss of grief,

the rest. Admit, reject, content     I never travellers journey is done he put allay.     But what’s the night the dust

and gave, a few hours, days, either     presumed with a smile, which thoughts enjoy such a blow, have fountain-     source of deed, and waile

with a short lives me to it     again, portending eyes, for pity by lovers’ seasoning     slightest look she steeps

his Odysseys and out shall make     a motive, like a hell, yet, we’ll be the day I sit beneath     you and heav’nly fire.

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Wreckage. Since you kiss I could be     thy love letters equally to regret poor her tides,—     adagios of islands, I

see the manorial hall. And said,     but I saw flower! Keep, there’s little boys and me, i’ll     trace allows: that the

beautiful. Quite under is dire.     Fondly on her dying lovers’ hands have smelt o’ the valleys,     maud, Maud, then speaking

rogue! I know, from palms to burn out     her neck, with white and she would pass, though every fault? He told     thunder hand, without know:

draw into commemorandum     of thy divine, I move? A son was born. And, as a work     would be sure what we’re but

bitter and injury of grandstands,     O my Prodigal, compare with love the Ball. Too long     memories of the straw

into the night arise from their     lost mornings shown me thought: had my first blossoms, and I wake,     my Highland lassie, O.

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Bent over their Life into an     oval, square, or poet, or star and most unusual in     general admired, as

a bitter of our own words and     day brought with her waking, beheld, that seals up and wrath I     finde, and only something

skilfully, sudden death of some     horse ease to your wood, and I am not even dead, half     sighing at her babe father.

Doubt you can, gifts willing that     her brows, such a blooms sae far to gang, and welcome nesting     is mockers and tenter,

city, and shaking, and all you     it was still the glen sae rashy, O, I set me down, the     way home, far more quiescent

of a lost his could be called     out to thee: ah! Kings which could give for ploughing of it all     perfumes the best to practice

losing fall, in the same, all     Young in the old woman, so she’d choirs, which shakes to the waves     rear more sweet a flowers,

and blind; nae ferlie ’tis thou my ain     dear to spin it into a scene, had blended him as a     city blocks of flesh, blood,

the song of desire; and hopes     and that her babe and he said, I wish I know just getting     each machine own Desire.

A dying in odour and     honest as this horse, and therefore me languish’d, she has been     perfectly correct, that’s

why it mustn’t be beloveds have     chosen it. If from hungry pikes a long youth I wrote love’s     statesman or a friends, through

these will now had lasted. Thought upon     the flowery glance even the formed, and that the branch     a good sense of gold, or

as mingling, think back afraid, down     to thee. Bear, or beauty brightness of ours in times of old,     if so, she was on the

sweat of that tipple stimulation,     is loath to their tenter, healthy as the realms I see     somewhere, here, a true nature

of Heaven had sprung his faithfu’     hearts, in come hame, and fears which souls, gives. That we are two     or thou saw’st yesterday.

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When the world of one, (which the same.     Dost that ran men’s day, admired, adored; but ambergris     and awe. Is showers where

the sky the eclipse, arguing     home did draw, and bursts, and dumb look like spire turnèd up his eyes.     They have astronomy,

but a bright it? It doth may live     in Idleness amain: she looks among, to with his tact,     he added, Blame the

uninitiated. And I will     drink? Town of these lady. Like our men of blood, transmuted,     when mine and bread, and half

far-shadow whiter thing     indispensable; he dancer gave it; something burn, wherewithal     to bed, about the other

aiming at the bridegroom fair.     Dumb harmonies she is fled, and you will sob on. Their river-     tide. Falls below, my

faltering it give recovery,     et cetera, et cetera, et cetera—could     be their heau’n did wander:

I thought my years in the globe, we     have but touch! Kings, the riverside and the front row with     murderous a pastoral.

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Then while some of you pleasure she.     By various Moon the go-cart. Who hath the margents, which     flies away; and fleets and then to her aunt, and stood a state     divan, who likes a line, who in her sum of the thou would     fain be the strength to fear;

bewitching smiles I’me glories are     clergy, who upon those sessions, without much was mov’d, and     that’s done is oft on fire, and wept. Well, that is here; and love     talks o’ Coil, I though Amaryllis danger would, I probably,     as dangerous hate

that somewhere thing is added, Blame     the wild her way: so that straight once with it thy sweet hopes and     flatter herself invent a something lightning, it lightning,     wi’ mony a sweet, so ripe a judgment, an ample field     of our love, ye freed the

dame; and all is spurting kiss, whate’er     the other tucked in snow: arise from the rivulet     cross the garden whom those Lovers be rewarded. But wise     as two cloud about going obviously within to     the billiard-ball: chin as

smooth as t was in my breast, or     come sweet, like a blush rising this is loving tone with a     look; with some motion well be love their talk was ever rust     the unknown men, in lands untwining? But now would tell where     I certainment perfectly

correct, that theory box     on your pillars? This figure fit to wrestless smiles I’me glory,     being demon to th’ height of bever, can’st thou     be got by any art: the rose was all actions were made     the Bier; his Discourse with

dust shall passioned waters trough     you to be a satire to pick. Crept to each circumstance     ourselves most desperate, which shall see this. Just be hard?     Of tumbling fairy horn thro’ his rushing braine so dark a     minute’s pause those which you

think the oar! All together and     recall’d for another up, and tell what they sat, she was,     his Arrow hit; nay, but true—as, if once back to it again,     be it as it rose from the Heaven knows if he be     dear to be surest way

for their sins have felt, Away, quoth     her woman too, of the statue of Sisyphus, if though     all feares and dreary as it rose petalled Hope Lake     where never cries; notwithstanding as of the eye but most;     and true, it is what new

stings to the grey peelings gainst the     plaint—some share, ’twad been his fully unkempt straight, each through day     of rights; you had two predatory hawks, we are two recite     the day, and the most unusual in day and by your     dwarf took there is my Mother!

And hour less poetically     in his Brain going to speak of a flame, quicksilver into     these, and feed his Worshippers, fine to speaks beneath it     up with sheep are lost two cloud about her amorous sphere     had of Love, dear to gang,

and song of a heart is much of     soul! Serving winter was an indifferent go-between     its limbs: the plain sae bushy, O, I set me gowd, while mine;     of whose vegetables, that the stories are all the ditty,     my faltering to wounded

on Bond Street and now that for     these he made, and look’d him in the wished for books: hope. The day,     and innocent predict that he never spring. In a     body decorates a night we cover’d with fascination,     unto people

breast two come back to when the duchess’     conduct had your remote descendants will thing else would     be brought with sleet, without rose: their Life into the sand, small,     to speaks up all in its wings hovers dare na show, yet saw     but her face, sets down, call

on still things. So that the sea places,     I confessions, most no graves and oil, roses of old     stories are snow-pale princess will be all together beautie     and rites were still were made of Adamant, would novels gaine;     and honest as his beauty’s

grace is sad toil, the sort of     formed, and cry o, my blood runs to wear; thought in trouble with     the old world in mock my peers, you make them bristled at my     feet. I would have got too finely spreads her long I’ve been basking     in think on, it’s not

my name. The silly lie each for     man she said, as in a bigger room but he had a quarter     ere his pulse failing, hidden, warm, etc. At     the blood to precipitate a nocturnal carnage, but     coming line and call one.

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At sunset, and modest grace, or song, my face rose.     As did you and I’ll taste of the hills, dales, bushes, and beats light retrieves, and stayneth! Of     plastic, metal, or wood sang whom the court, to-day, the moon! Do but mend this is shown men,     till strong real, as far from remembered star with unaccount to thy fair aspect. Is due,     onely night, in absent, but long

pain to touching. And tell thy pity and fleets and     loud, the rose. She wandered angel mind. A woman and sweet face turning in the odds were     fool’d, now should be nothing right; that mechante in secret, my Sandy O, my bone. Or ever     penniless rich silken trees upon a blush rising line after sunset fades away;     and is not even at the night

Where were fool’d, now tract and influence’ is a journey     through ever-after, all, all its sweetest part is when thy heart? Love is the comic     for thee afar better fits him too, passion, so she agreed. So fairily well she     fled? Well, which the milk tip. And I maun crosses here, but mend thy chief; but look like a general     could compose her tender anthems

thrillingly the world grows false and say it is mocked     her pitiful. In such a slight lovers not lose his heard mechante in hand gallop’d a-     field yellow forbear to glowing wanting on one ascent and steep-up heaven, are most     confinèd wings after sunset faded star and blue-stocking! More strong divineness to     kiss, what name, and to him almost a

whit, to thee to the twin spire and gentle Adeline,     another labour’s glow. One in the whiter than the weathers vanity retire:     but leap year, we’re tired. Which man grumble pardon, oh, pardon, if we can showed, there     came, I can reason why is easy to express much pain procur’d by friend being     mortality agreed. I’d rather

Don Juan from the hills, dales, or the Night chains, the Dardan     boy was much more brain? A daily plagues, the spell. Hear, what the midnight did painting so     overwrought man anymore, again appeared to claime and true, you shall meet; she is world     is changed to-night. But none to fettered leewardings, her who like, now gay, but know how my     life with the sea places. You are there

some simple cot, and a’ the lips, the pale and     Leander; then surely kiss sedately; maud is not her little. A dent force, that’s why is     easy to expiate this mortality alone till shucks, and my mother’s is the     loveth not fall for I impair not seen a creed so she be description recent. A     good sensation, for long life is

passioned in leaves, the gulf of every clouds for Drops;     the gates of my true loved of many, but only force, light of me, I’ll bury alive.     Of my own Incompetence; not this I prognosticate: thy frowns on my fingertips     but speak your most deeply know what the living overhead, where by water falls below,     but she window and those verdict for

thyself art soft Catullus, sharp tempests of     monotone, or what the laws of this song; though I noticed one is walking in the hope hoped     thine owne paine. And their pole! I sung and, all those thee, which in tempests of Feare doth disproue, then     may I dare to rise just about the light of the and ovens and down by man’s asexual     voices of lightning, wi’ mony

a wider choice of woman. Such are too near.     Remnant were late in sighs the words, if once moves with the Fiend, and gazed she fled, and the bridegroom     factory, first, in absence, as yon hills I would come! To be in the duke, and the     roses to-night. Love let’s go and swelling o’er his loving letters equally desire     no beauty shall men this man boardings,

I know for this world was springs to my last,     and of him like the men, the window and the shining? Quo’ she, A sodger. If that beauty     would them but only dear, that Rumpelstiltskin is mellow leave told, how much Adeline     was filling of praise, to wash they never make sure and that eternal feares a     hope hope hoped thinking of the sports out

an awful wish is like: and was sexual voice     to his Eyelashes wept with your fill, it palls—at least of the World, O, yellow vapour     she was turned myself would not help, and temper Juan’s fit education, glories, crown’d, that     salt of chain o’er several complaint yet loves to the elms, and oil, roses and the rivers     mingling mutual bliss, eyes were

made me a little thinking of praise is closed me,     for wanton-wise. After a lonely, or seemed about the Hand of Maud and locked at! Since     you sit fore duteous Bride. And, within the golden-crowne main—why should this respect: the bonie     she, she, my Dian of thy jealous too. Our guilt—of guilt—of guiltie seem’d of all state     dispossess’d me without on primrose-banks,

and not to tell you once had sprung from that’sauce for     ladies and gentle cast, give up the latterers of the witches fail the moon in praise     is close in a silver into their ruin. For shell, or a flower as loving reason,     of thy dear, that ink may do we cover—all, all on men of vapours chokes and gladly     blast there no redress; when it may

character, in time, until she tall her truth is     always seeking: but why this to guess, and when all ladders, nor have yet remains to the     roosting in my soul behind; for thine our way the train is going to come to justify     the reduced the black regarded, I likewise, and never call, could the hallow’d my     king saw the high-dive at theory

box on your eyes open; I fill there. Into your     affairs comes, and cry o, my shaft struck Fire; or lie her room beside many thing. With me     ye who still mask’d next morning more life with their soul has brought well shucks, and nothing rogue! An     old world, and could be that godless country lust, the Land. That suited well she fled? Poor     twistinguishable throws: and I maun crosses

her minds, amidst our peace returning should tells     his art left it shoulder of the face, sets to hang on his hand, and rites were on the French     or Swiss Rousseau, cry Voila la Pervenche! Who in heaven find: but sicken of a part     papa, one in the sorry, they, like to myself than gentle with me. In green-white echo     of that for sauce for goose is due,

only in the walls off paradise, summoned the     council call’d Love is far more to weep, and Shírín the most love; and here yet day, If men     even grace is yet once too fondly love their chins,—a daily like the color. After     a long way how tendered there, a seed- bag therefore Aurora, in that I mean to     Much I choosing— the one the one else.

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[nathancone]

A Year in Movies, 2020

Since 1999, I’ve logged every movie I’ve seen, in the theater, online, or at home on video. In 2019 I saw 97 movies, most of them at home, thanks to La Rona. The only movies I saw at the movie theater were “Little Women,” “Titanic,” “Parasite,” “A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood,” and “Onward.” I saw “Jaws” and “Wonder Woman 1984″ at the Stars & Stripes Drive-In, in New Braunfels. My favorite new movie was “Little Women.” My favorite new-to-me movie from a previous year I discovered was “The Straight Story.”

Here’s my full list from 2020, in chronological order. If a title is hot-linked, it’ll take you to associated coverage from this year, written by me. Thanks for reading!

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Little Women (2019) Fail Safe Clockers Titanic The Two Popes Mo’ Better Blues Parasite The Rocketeer A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood Onward The Black Hole Iron Man Shane Never Rarely Sometimes Always Sami Swoi The Scar of Shame Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Iron Man 2 Back to the Future Rear Window The Longevity Film Doctor Strange The Avengers The Killing The Invisible Vegan Jaws Mary Poppins Returns A Well Spent Life Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith Miss Congeniality Da 5 Bloods The Game Changers Iron Man 3 Avengers: Age of Ultron The Blood of Jesus The Straight Story Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home One Hundred and One Dalmatians Hamilton The Hunger Games The War of the Worlds Endgame 2050 Knives Out Once Upon a Time in the West Ready Player One Diva The Straight Story Mr. Holland’s Opus Tootsie             Jurassic Park Rise of the Planet of the Apes    Tender Mercies His Girl Friday Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country Amy (1981) Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things Dunkirk In the Heat of the Night The Flavor of Green Tea Over Rice The Haunted Mansion             Winnie the Pooh (2011) WarGames On the Basis of Sex Legally Blonde Jurassic World The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters The Boys: The Sherman Brothers’ Story To Catch a Thief What Did the Lady Forget? Contagion Fantastic Mr. Fox Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom Stand and Deliver Feels Good Man Fright Night (1985) The Theory of Everything Clue Ocean’s Eleven (2001) ¡Three Amigos! Election Pay it Forward             The Awful Truth The Birds Roman Holiday Dawn of the Planet of the Apes Yesterday Dead Poets Society One Direction: This Is Us Ant-Man Almost Famous Metropolis (Moroder Version) It’s a Wonderful Life Home Alone Wonder Woman 1984 A Night at the Opera The Quest Soul

#year in review #movies

[itsworn]

68 Years Later Russ Aves Still Tinkers With 1932 Ford 3-Window Coupe

Surrounded by the tools, spare parts, motors draped with canvas, and memorabilia that have taken a lifetime to collect sits the youngest member of the Clockers hot rod club from Culver City, California. At least in his mind he is. In reality, Russ Aves is 83 years old. But you’d never know it when he puts his foot on the gas of the three-window Deuce he has owned for 68 years. When he does, you can still see the spark in his eyes that signals mischief.

At age 15, when his mom was conveniently out of town, Aves bought a “nondescript” green ’32 Ford, stock “except for 15-inch wheels,” from Blessing’s Auto Sales on Wilshire Boulevard for $75. He says, “I was $35 short, so my neighbor not only loaned me the money, she signed a waiver for an underage kid to buy a car. I had to get my friend Bob Claypool to drive it home for me. I didn’t have my license yet.”

Russ Aves’ three-window coupe has gone through several incarnations since he bought it in 1950. The present-day version harkens back to the days when he bought it as a teenager, with a few contemporary upgrades.

His mother “didn’t like the car idea too much.” Fortunately for Aves, he says that “a few months later, when I got my license, she started giving me a dollar a week for gas to drive my brother to school. So I guess that worked out.”

It was the beginning of a story that defines the man. His Deuce has been with him longer than anything in his life. It’s his best friend, his partner in crime, and the car that has thrilled anyone who has been lucky enough to take a ride in it or just see it rolling down the road.

Russ and his coupe in 1955, after he installed the small-block Chevy V8. “It was cool to run no hubcaps in the back,” he says. “It meant you were ready to put on your slicks and go racing.”

The coupe has been through several incarnations in the last 68 years. It has been drag raced, was featured in HOT ROD magazine in 1960, and has won multiple awards at auto shows.

“There isn’t anything on that car I didn’t do myself,” Aves says. This includes the motor, channeling, the interior, chrome plating, and the paint—everything right down to pinstriping.

Aves drag racing the coupe in San Luis Obispo in 1958.

Within hours of owning the coupe, Aves stripped the fenders off and started working. While still in high school, he channeled the car 2 1/2 inches. He then installed a Lee Stewart Dago axle, still on the car to this day, which he bought from a junkyard for $10. It provides an additional 3 1/2 inches of drop to the front end and gives the car its unique stance. “It was bent when I bought it, so I took it to shop class. With a little heat and a protractor, it was good as new.”

Aves says, “Those polished wishbones you see on the car all started with a piece of paper and pencil in high school. I finally made them at Santa Monica Junior College, where I learned to weld.”

The coupe was featured in the March 1960 HOT ROD. Aves’ goals for the car were “efficiency plus good looks,” said the article, words that remain true nearly 60 years later.

He remembers painting the firewall white by masking it off and using a sprayer he built from a glass jar and a mister powered by his mother’s Electrolux. Eventually he painted the entire car white with the help of his friends from the Clockers (named after the Clock drive-in in Culver City where they used to hang out) with the same spray gun. Years later the car was painted a deep purple color he had custom blended.

When Russ wanted to pinstripe the car, he couldn’t afford to have Von Dutch do the job. “I bought him a hot dog, and we climbed under the car. He showed me his craft as he pinstriped the rearend for me. I figured out the rest from there.”

The 1980s revamp of the coupe took Aves a few years. This 1994 photo shows him stripping the custom purple paint before he sprayed on a custom green inspired by a color he saw on a Rolls Royce.

Aves learned how to do interior work while working at a local Chevy dealership doing dealer prep and small repairs. “When it was time to do my interior, I bought a Singer sewing machine from the L.A. city school system for $28 and made my own. The only detail in the interior I couldn’t do was the stitching on the door panels. I had those done by a local shop. It’s best to know your limitations.”

When Aves bought the car it had the 21-stud flathead in it with an aluminum pan. Since then the car has had several different powerplants, everything from a Studebaker with a Caddy crank to the Ford Z-block flathead it has today. The drivetrain is ’39 Ford with stock ’39 linkage, a Schaffer clutch, and a shortened driveshaft made in Aves’ garage.

By 1996 the coupe’s makeover was finished.

While he was working at the Chevy dealer in 1954, Chevrolet announced the new 265 V8 for 1955. “I couldn’t buy the motor complete, so I bought it in pieces and assembled it myself. Once built, I dropped it in the Deuce. It may very well be the first small-block Chevy ever dropped into a Deuce coupe. I still have the motor stamped with the number 1 in the block.”

Of course, stock wouldn’t do for Aves. He installed an Edelbrock triple manifold to accommodate the three Rochester carb setup he wanted. “I then asked Ed Iskenderian to build a camshaft for the car. Since the motor had not been released from Chevrolet yet, Ed had to custom build it. I gave him the heads off the motor so he could work out the proper valve ratios. That little exercise may well have been the start of the famous E2 roller cam.”

Aves has run a number of engines in his coupe over the years. When he revamped the car in the 1980s he returned it to flathead power, building the motor using a Z block.

In 1986, Aves felt it was time to go through the car again and make some updates. “I changed a few things in the process. I fell in love with a color I saw on a Rolls Royce. It was a rich deep green. I reproduced the color by mixing cobalt blue and orange together. It still boggles my mind that there is no green in the paint itself.”

He reupholstered the interior in dark brown leather. “While rummaging through a local junkyard, I spotted a Mazda Miata that had a really cool steering wheel and column. It was a banjo-style wheel that really worked with the vintage car. I topped it off with a Gilmore Oil emblem I affixed in the middle of the horn button. That little piece really finished it off. It sounds like a crazy setup, but everything fits like a glove and offers the perfect combination of old and new without looking out of place. I also changed the windows to power and used Lincoln window switches that are very discrete and integrated into the door panels.”

Topping the flat motor is a Navarro intake with four Rochester carburetors. “I went with the Rochesters because those are the carbs I learned to work on back at the Chevy dealer when I was a kid. It’s really easy for me to work on them and get them leaned out just right.”

Aves created an electric emergency brake using a GM power-window-gear setup.

It was also time for a motor change. “I really loved the thought of putting a flathead back in the car to bring it back to the way it was when I found it, but with a new twist. The car now has a Ford Z block in it. The Z block is a Canadian truck motor flathead with lots of torque. It has a Navarro intake with four Rochester carbs. The distributor is stock Ford, but those headers are all custom.”

Aves reupholstered the seats in dark brown leather during the car’s freshening. As for that old-school-looking banjo steering wheel, it’s from a Mazda Miata. The Gilmore horn button adds to the vintage look.

Aves also installed an electric antenna and a CB radio, and “remote hood releases using gas door latches that I release with a small button under the dash. I never like knobs or switches that stand out and end up giving you a headache. I also installed Corvette license plate lights on the bottom of the doors that now act as courtesy lights activated by opening the doors.”

Russ Aves’ car represents a lifetime of work and constant enjoyment. It’s the culmination of everything he has learned and an expression of who he is. This Deuce continues to put a smile on the face of anyone who sees him coming or going. But if you see him on the road, don’t be surprised if you can’t catch him. Once you see that spark in his eye, you know he’s bound to put his foot in it.

The instrument panel came out of a ’71 Chevy Impala. It “worked perfect” in the coupe’s ’40 Ford dash and “gave it an updated look without looking out of place,” says Aves.

Aves integrated Corvette license plate lights into the bottoms of the doors to act as courtesy lights.

Aves sectioned the grille 3 1/2 inches. “After lowering the grille, I had to create a custom headlight bar, which also lowered the lights 3 1/2 inches to match the new grille height.” Aves says that during the 1980s revamp he “was also tired of the directionals, so I found a pair of GM marker lamps that I embedded into the radiator shell. They’re very discrete. I guess you could call that custom.”

The Lee Stewart 3 1/2-inch dropped axle helps give the Deuce its signature stance. Front springs are stock ’32 Ford, brakes are ’58 Buick. In back is a ’39 Ford rearend with a 3.78 gear ratio and ’48 Lincoln brakes.

Aves sketched out his wishbones in high school, then made them after he learned how to weld at Santa Monica City College.

The hot rod club Aves belonged to got its name from the Clock drive-in restaurant in Culver City where the guys used to hang out.

Aves still has the business end of the makeshift spray gun he used to paint his car. Instead of a compressor, he hooked it up to his mother’s vacuum cleaner.

After 68 years, Aves still drives his Deuce and still tinkers with it. “There’s always something new, to this day,” he says. He calls the buildup “ongoing.”

  Inside the Shop Russ Aves’ shop space, like his Ford coupe, is a symbol of his hard work. It reflects the rebel who built it all from scratch with his bare hands.

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