Tumgik
#luther the bloody crow
heraldofcrow · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Little Crow
65 notes · View notes
fantomette22 · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media
The bloody Crow of Cainhurst unmask everyone!
Ok so actually i wanted to do this at the beginning :
Tumblr media
But i thought it would be a waste for his pretty face so… here we are.
21 notes · View notes
katyspersonal · 8 months
Note
AHHHH
I FORGOT IT WAS YOU WHO WAS OBSESSED WITH ALBERICH!!
IM SORRY!!! I GET IT MIXED UP!!!
or do you both love him
I forget.
ANYWAYS GIVE ME ALL YOUR SILLY THOUGHTS ON HIM YOU MUPPET!!
AHAHAHAHA well it is hard to tell... You see, yeah, me and @heraldofcrow are both his fans... But also not fsdhhfdhfds
Tumblr media
(fhsdhfdhfds JHFSDHGFSD OKAY OKAY LOOK Crow sorry idk how to make this meme aroace just imagine that you have a wholesome sleep-over after a night of bad movies and yet you still wish it was Luther LOL fhsdhdfs)
________________
AHAHAHAHAHA okay to the topic now
❤️ Basically, we co-share the headcanons with @val-of-the-north since he learned of the character sooner than I did, yet I was the one who got obsessed xd You can see repetition of a lot of it here: ( x )
❤️ Basically, I think he is having a similar process going on in his body as what Azur and Lusat faced! Only with Blood Glintstone instead of more average "cosmic" one! I see it especially supported by how his headgear looks when altered:
Tumblr media
Like... Just TELL me that his upper half of the head is not turning into a glintstone at this rate fdshfhdsfd But I assume similar process is going all over his body, especially his arms. Again, similar to the brothers!
❤️ I think that he drops not his own tongue upon defeat, but rather, he cut off Ensha's tongue for talking shit about him!! Ensha is stated to not only be an unspeaking character, but also have weird 'golden' bones, whereas Alberich is said to have been driven mad by jeering tongues... The item he drops is called 'taunter's tongue' and it IS golden colored, and there is nothing to say the rest of Ensha's body (especially entrails) could not have turned golden as well... Basically, I think it was Ensha who got screwed up fdshfhd But I also fully support Alberich xd
❤️ Yeah, correct, Val infected me with 'Alberich is Gideon's son' headcanon... Which would mean Alberich is at least half-Nox! ( x )
Tumblr media
That makes me think that in younger years, Alberich used to have yellow irises, that only turned red as the result of his sorcery.... ...until he simply lost his eyes. lol.
❤️ With that said, of course, Alberich can perceive things perfectly without seeing them! Despite upper half of his face growing bloody Glintstones and him losing normal eyesight, he can still perfectly perceive any creature that has blood in it nearby. Think of a "vision" of bats, or more close to home - vision of Choir, Vileblood guards, etc. Naturally, anyone without blood, or more specifically, without red blood cells, would evade him... Basically, Alberich can't "see" crabs.
❤️ He DOES have vampiric behaviour and features. He will gladly not only use blood of the murdered for more Blood Glintstones, but also to add extra flavour to his tea fsdhfhsd However, he doesn't always have to kill someone. Sometimes, drawing their blood suffices.
❤️ Val was right, lol; Alberich fell for the trap of being able to do any sort of atrocity for as long as he could punish himself for doing so with religious self-flagellation -_- If you ever wronged him - it is a MUCH better idea to let him "punish" you for that, than to resist and become his victim. At least, you will survive the punishment. Like Val said and I seconded, he has a twisted idea on sin + punishment.
❤️ I am not actually as sure at the idea of Alberich having hated Nepheli as Val! I do think the two had a slight age gap, so when Nepheli was a child, Alberich was a teen. But I personally see the two as having had some good bonds as involuntarily siblings! Especially since Alberich was yet to discover the Blood Star as even a concept in his teen years! He however already was fascinated with grim, dark, bloody concepts... So when Nepheli would murder a scary monster and bring it's eye/fang/blood/etc as a trophy - Alberich was sure to find a use for it! He was just a slighly-asshole type of an older brother for her, although he could tell Gideon valued her for merely being easier to control -_-" (we also kinda hate Gideon on this blog fhsdhfd /j)
❤️ He DOES have severe daddy issues, though. That I fully accept. Whenever he accomplishes something important, he does think of how stupid Gideon would feel for not having trusted him.
❤️ He will often speak to himself, and they are some creepy things. He gained his nickname thanks to people who'd overhear him doing so.
❤️ Absolutely agreed that his "politeness" is more often than not a mask. You can only learn more of his true personality by talking to him for more than 2 minutes. But Alberich never counts on a long conversation, all too comfortable being by himself and the "revelation" he discovered. He will kiss lady's hand, though, unless she is like Dolores (masculine) or like Nepheli (feral and a warrior).
❤️ He has sharpened fingernails, though, and enjoys stabbing his own palms to extract blood and cast lesser blood briar sorceries. He will, of course, enjoy scratching his "wrongdoers" with them as soon as he could corner them. He is also especially powerful for a few days every month for no reason in particular
______
❤️ + Cut content headcanon! (is this even a thing...?)
The images of his set pieces picture his blood Glintstones having some green part to them. This made me think of Sellen - another sorcerer notorious for her sacrifices of other people in her pursuit! That made me wonder if notably green Glintstones Sellen has emboldened in her crown are of the same nature as Alberich's bloody sacrifices. More specifically; if Glintstones of Alberich are simply more grim and "progressive" nature of Sellen's green Glintstones.
Checking of Alberich's set on my player character unfortunately proven that 'green' part of Glintstones on Alberich's set is simply a design error... maybe? They show up on item image but not on the character. It made me hesitant on the headcanon, but I decided it was still worth a mention!
_________
Basically, I REALLY love this character, actually!!! I became obsessed with him from the very first day I even learned who he WAS, because the vibe of insanity + blood appeals to me like nothing else! He falls for the trope of a character that witnessed something not meant for humans and went mad that I LOVE, yet he feels so... harmless? So individualistic and genuine? I love that he minds his own business in pursuit, rather than deciding for the rest of the humanity what is good for them. Not counting his unfortunate victims for "bloody sacrifices"... But I feel that he only sacrifices people who were 'bad' and actually committed something evil; Alberich considers his actions as doing them a favour in atoning for their sins. He reminds me of my headcanons on Mic0lash a bit, with my headcanons that Mic0lash believes he is doing his victims a favour, "kindly" letting them be a part of something bigger. Likewise, Alberich believes he is "saving" the sinners. And if he went too far...... right, he simply punishes himself with the briars for that. xd
Thank you for the ask!!
36 notes · View notes
politics-project · 1 year
Text
Hi guys!
I will be discussing the further mistreatment of black people that lead to the Black Lives Matter movement.
Jim Crow Laws
Were local laws meant to segregate black and white people. It marginalised black people by withholding the right to vote, the ability to hold a jobs, to receive an education and other chances.
Brief Background Info:
Jim Crow Laws had it’s beginnings in black codes that started almost immediately following the 13th Amendment. These were strict local and state laws that created a legal way to force black citizens into indentured servitude and to control their lives. They found some freedom in the city’s from these laws in the early 1880’s, which upset white people who then demanded more laws to limit their opportunities. So, Jim Crow laws soon spread across the country with more force than before, depriving black people of what I mentioned earlier.
Pre-Civil Right’s Movement:
The legal system was stacked against Black citizens, with former Confederate soldiers working as police and judges. On top of KKK members being part of the lowest and highest parts of government. This made it hard to fight back against the Black codes which lead to unfair sentences to cruel labour camps. It was not much safer for those who fled the Jim Crow South with police officers being brutal and punitive in Northern cities.
The policing we know today started in 1909. August Vollmer refashioned the American police info the American military. His peers and Vollmer used military tactics, weapons and considered “[…] union organisers, immigrants and black people.”to be their enemies. Go reports in 1911 say that 11% of people arrested were black people but under James Robinson this grew to 14.6% in 1917. By the 1920’s, a quarter of those arrested were black people despite only making up 7.4% of the population.
The National Commission on Law, Observance and Enforcement in their investigation findings from 1931 - 1932, brought to light the realities of police brutality although it did not address racial disparities in it.In the Progressive Era, under Vollmer - style policing criminalised blackness by over policing their neighbourhoods, arresting and convicting them with longer sentences than their white counterparts. Policing grew harsher too. The introduction of State Police Forces and growing number of police during this time did not help the situation.
During the Civil Right’s Movement:
“We can never be satisfied as long as the N#gro is of the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality” - Martin Luther King (1963)
The aggressive tactics of using police dogs, fire hoses during peaceful protests such as the sit ins were horrific but it was the everyday violence and brutality of how they policed their communities that grew the rightful distrust of the police. The Freedom Riders also faced violence from the police as well as from civilians. It was only under presidential pressure that they gave them an escort but the police in Mississippi arrested them unfairly in May of 1961.
“The idea of police brutality was very much on people’s minds in 1963, following on the years, decades really, of police abuse of power and then centuries of oppression of African Americans” - William Pretzer (Senior History Curator)
Such as the ‘Bloody Sunday’ that occurred in Alabama in March 1965 where 600 peaceful protesters, protesting the death of Jimmie Lee Jackson by white police officer, were blocked on the Edmund Pettus Bridge by police sent by the governor of Alabama. They were viciously beaten and tear-gas was used by the police, dozens of protesters were hospitalised. Later that year, President Lyndon B Johnson started his ‘War on Crime’, he got congress to pass the Law Enforcement Assistant Act under which he supplied police with military grade which is a further militarisation of the police. It disproportionately targeted back neighbourhoods bringing things to how it was under Vollmer.
The deadliest riot was caused by a police officer harshly beating John Smith, a black taxi driver in Newark in 1967. The riot killed 26 and many others were injured. This is just another instance of the police abusing their power being the reason for retaliation. The commission concluded that “police actions were ‘final’ incidents before the outbreak of violence 12 of the 24 surveyed disorders” In 1968, Johnson got congress to pass the Omnibus Crime, Control, Safe Streets Act which diverted money from social programs and into the police. This of course didn’t do that since social programs are what help prevent crime and increasing the police forces money only served to cause continued discrimination.
Link to Theorist(s):
This links into the theorist Karl Marx because of his view that law enforcement only works in favour of those in power and that crime control & punishment only serve to oppress the oppressed.
63 notes · View notes
mogai-sunflowers · 1 year
Text
MOGAI BHM- Day 7!
happy BHM! today I’m going to be talking about two movements from the Civil Rights Era- Freedom Summer and the Selma Movement!
Freedom Summer-
The Freedom Summer was a project sponsored by the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee, the SNCC, in 1964. A key drive of the Civil Rights Movement was to secure voting rights for Black Americans. In some places, movements for voting rights were more successful- but Mississippi was not one of those places.
Student activists from the SNCC faced much more violent pushback from white supremacists and segregationists in Mississippi than in other areas. Some of these student activists realized that voting rights couldn’t be achieved without raising awareness for the violence they faced in Mississippi- so they started the project known as Freedom Summer.
Freedom Summer was an interracial effort that focused largely on training northern white college students to help register Black southerners for voting. Because white politicians frequently used different strategies to disenfranchise Black voters, student volunteers also focused on counteracting voter disenfranchisement.
As will be discussed further in a future post, one of the most crucial parts of Freedom Summer was the establishment of the Freedom Schools, which were Black-run schools that focused on educating Black children about a variety of things, especially how to read and write, which helped to counter the racist literacy tests that were often a part of voter registration.
Student activists for the Freedom Summer project successfully helped get 1,600 Black citizens registered to vote in Mississippi- but that was out of 17,000 who applied, which highlighted the huge need for voting rights activism. Freedom Summer was a major suffrage project, and helped influence events that would eventually lead to the passing of the landmark Voting Rights Act of 1965.
The Selma Movement/Marches-
Tumblr media
[Image ID: A black-and-white photograph of a huge group of people, most Black but some white, marching in a street. At the very front of the group, a few people are holding sings that say in all capitals “Freedom Now”. Two men near the front of the group are holding up a large white banner that says “WE MARCH WITH SELMA!”. End ID.]
A year after Freedom Summer’s success, another movement began in protest of the Jim Crow era suppression of Black voters in the South- the infamous Selma marches. Coordinated and organized by the SCLC, the SNCC, and the Dallas County Voters League (the DCVL), the Selma Marches were a series of three marches in 1965 between Selma and Montgomery, Alabama.
When James Orange, a member of the DCVL, was arrested, a man named Reverend C.T Vivian led a peaceful march to a courthouse in Marion, Alabama, but he and the marchers were attacked viciously by Alabama state troopers on the way, leading to the death of one of the marchers, Jimmie Lee Jackson. Outrage over his murder prompted the SCLC, the SNCC, and the DCVL to organize a march from Selma to Montgomery to fight for justice for Jackson.
However, this first Selma march, launched on March 7, 1965, came to be known as “Bloody Sunday”- Alabama law enforcement attacked the protestors so viciously that many recall thinking they were about to die- over 60 protestors were injured in the attack on this Selma March.
Two more marches were led by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and other activists later in March. These other Selma marches were also met with violence from law enforcement and the KKK. During the third march, which amassed thousands and thousands of participants, they all reached the Alabaman capitol. 
As tragic and horrific as the violence against the Selma marchers was, their bravery directly inspired the introduction of a bill to Congress- the Voting Rights Act. 5 months after its introduction, the Voting Rights Act of 1956 was signed into law. The Voting Rights Act of 1965 outlawed literacy tests and other racist policies, and was a monumental case that helped end a legacy of voter disenfranchisement in the South.
Sources-
https://kinginstitute.stanford.edu/encyclopedia/freedom-summer
https://www.archives.gov/research/african-americans/vote/selma-marches 
https://www.archives.gov/milestone-documents/voting-rights-act#:~:text=This%20act%20was%20signed%20into,as%20a%20prerequisite%20to%20voting. 
34 notes · View notes
allisoooon · 2 years
Note
What do you think Luther meant when he said Reggie was enabling Klaus? Enabling what? His self destructive tendencies?
That confused me, too.  I had to think on this one a bit.
Enabling is when you work to mitigate the negative consequences of someone’s actions, to protect them or others.  This winds up prolonging the bad behavior.  Just putting that out there because sometimes people are confused about this term.
Umbrella!Ben was Klaus’ last enabler, and it was written so well my heart can’t take it.
However, Klaus’ behavior around Reginald is pretty obsessive in the last few episodes.  The idea of being addicted to a person—getting the dopamine rush from praise and affection and having a sort of separation anxiety that mimics withdrawal a bit—is something that’s talked about in recovery circles.  When you’re an addict, you tend to cast about for the next thing to pathologically self-soothe with.  That’s how you go from one addiction to another.  You can go from drugs and alcohol to gambling, sex, or yes, an addiction to a person.
What Luther has seen is Klaus acting absolutely bonkers suddenly about the father they all agreed is The Worst, and that father calling Klaus an “impressive young man” and just generally encouraging him.  Rewarding him for his unbalanced behavior.  He’s also seen that apparently, Klaus has submitted to training for the first time, like, ever.  Klaus showed up bloody and torn and crowing about being immortal.  Even Luther isn’t dumb enough to miss what that means.  Klaus’ reckless, self-destructive behavior and obsession with the man encouraging it should be worrying.
What Klaus needs in order to get out of this spiral is some pushback from his family, and here’s Reginald, heaping praise on him in a way his siblings never would (which is a sibling thing, tbh; it’s impossible to impress your siblings, but the point is that Reginald is giving him something he craves while his siblings are not).  Instead of feeling doubtful about this dangerous man, Klaus doubles down and continues the destructive path.  Reg is cushioning the consequences of Klaus’ destructive behavior.
Hence: enabling.
88 notes · View notes
Text
the lie that reactionaries try to plant into people’s heads is that they respect early civil rights/social justice movements and only hate “”modern”” activists and so I’m here to say: no, they absolutely do not — the one and only reason they say this because they believe that said early social justice movements are no longer a threat to them or the system they put in place. if today’s conservatives were around during the time period of slavery or Jim Crow, I Promise you that they would have called Martin Luther King Jr a criminal, they would have called Harriet Tubman a criminal, they would have called Rosa Parks a criminal, they would have shouted racial slurs at Ruby Bridges as she was walking to school, they would have voted no to women’s suffrage, and the list goes on and on. 
let me put it this way: reactionaries will attempt to deliberately soil the memory of and spread slander about a black child who was murdered by a racist stalker while literally just walking home from school minding their own business and will paint said child as a degenerate criminal who deserved to get killed, and likewise will hail their murderer as a sympathetic martyr who did nothing wrong; what makes you think that they wouldn’t do the exact same thing in regards to black people being lynched by the Klu Klux Klan or in regards to Emmet Till’s murder? reactionaries support and defend the violent assault and arrest of disabled people who peacefully sit outside the Capitol to protest anti-accessibility bills; what makes you think that they would support the 1960 Greensboro sit-ins, especially considering that conservatives very openly believe that their own personal comfort and convenience is more important that the lives and rights of others? reactionaries support cops attacking black protestors — including the Peaceful™ black protestors that they supposedly support — with rubber bullets and tear gas; what makes you think that they wouldn’t support cops attacking black people with fire hoses and attack dogs? the republican party passes laws that dictate what a woman can and can’t do with her own body; what makes you think that they wouldn’t overturn a woman’s right to vote if they had the chance? 
conservatives are, as we speak, fighting tooth-and-nail to have literally Every piece of media documenting America’s bloody history of white supremacy pulled from shelves and banned from schools and libraries. not only that, but they’re just straight up and not-so-subtly attempting to completely rewrite history entirely to make the Nazi Party and the KKK the Heroes™ of the story (or, as they like to put it, “”take a more neutral approach”” to discussions about violent white supremacist groups murdering thousands of innocent people in cold blood). so, answer me this: if they “respect” early activists like they claim they do, why would they be literally Fighting And Fighting Hard to completely censor the efforts and the voices of those early activists? if white conservatives are Truly against the crimes committed by their ancestors and if they Truly acknowledge that said crimes were in fact oppression, why are they currently trying their Damnedest to destroy and hide the evidence of those crimes? and on top of everything, reactionaries don’t respect You fighting for Your rights; what makes you think that they’d respect your ancestors fighting for theirs? 
“modern black people already have everything” you mean like how the black people who were denied clean water (you know; the ones that reactionaries claim were “”actually oppressed””) "already had everything” and should have just been grateful to be able to drink? you mean like how black children forced to attend run-down underfunded schools “already had everything” and should have just been grateful to be able to learn to read and write? you mean like how black people, as they were legally beaten, ostracized, murdered, and discriminated against, “already had everything” because it wasn’t legal to own them as property anymore, and how they should have just been grateful that white people even allowed them to stay in America at all and that they weren’t all being shipped back to Africa? like how black people were expected to suffer injustices in silence and to just be happy they weren’t being forced to pick cotton, and how now the exact same thing is expected from us, and we apparently should quietly let a racist cop get away scot-free with stalking and murdering a black person who was literally just walking home with a Subway sandwich, because at least we don’t have to drink from a “colored” fountain anymore? is that how you think this should work?
reactionary anti-protesting rhetoric is not about being pro-peace, it’s not about respectability, it is not and was Never in good faith; it’s about upholding white supremacy. it’s about protecting the status quo. it’s about framing the white man as the true human and others as less human. it’s about protecting capitalism. and now that those things are once again being threatened, this time by “”modern”” activists, reactionaries hate us and want us dead, Just like their ancestors hated the early civil rights movement and wanted them dead.
6 notes · View notes
libidomechanica · 1 year
Text
Untitled Composition # 9709
A ballad sequence
               1
—When ecstasy of comfort, now     my green footsteps; no one can stop the rites; the reversion     of a becasse; ’ and find then descried the nights better in     their ever-during night. Riding change my sturdy Cymon     still; galesus changing
the air is long ago, ’ she cried,     O fly, whil that rolls away with the last so history, while     in chastitee no cure. By nature’s chime, ’mid the luminous     bird a-wing …. Singing alone dispersed at length not the     housbondes on her: for this
alchemy. Was what your tender     dreams are eerie; and as to wit, fearless, because a fresh     nuptials joyfully yield withinne hir lyf, for speaking the     vats, or fold mine own bait: that like a star in highest heav’n     drawn down the fayre; there to
us, are prepared, but heal me     with Nature, as low, she read Malthus, general best. Then     entering straits from their welfare is one that she feared offence,     sex to them; and by mistaken, and policy in love     who can love on pranks of
saucy boyhood: now, given back     to life in the feast, all but Luther’s arms a wet napkin     under the pale flickering storm. Upon a Thomas, or     a single act of immolation, felt on thy picture     one to cry for more weak
in seeming worm, so queenly beauteous     ripple of things: yet was I to see your Highness might     melts down, and sleep it self a Queen of Poetesses; Clarinda     knew; but crowd all into one. Be Loues indeed, beated     and rolled around your practice.
Approach of being simple     bodies merely rubbing thee, fell a-doting, and my throat.     By autumn sky, and with her exquisite faces, especially     upon a creäture, to lift them go. To me my     sturdy Cymon thus into
this hands. My lassie, O. Placed,     and told me she stands with a wild civilities of art     at all. A crow and quiet and gather like a pinnacle     doth shake hands for eyes, and deeper sunk the subsiding     soul of Richard, and sound
my echoing song: then would weep     algate, and leaves have don’t like a falling, go back, my lord     was lovely notes, from slimy nest the world. As helpe me so.     If thou hast took, to see what comes of need, at hand; exciting     always thoughts from cliff
and bless to that: for her own glass     of window-niche how statue- like I see as certain stood     with the furious courteous, every sort of many     a vanish’d nor claim’d superiority, he neither     insolent, you love me!
Ah! Half virtue onward most kingly     drinks it up: mine eyes of that I was accustomed head     like the taut holde in which says, Thou shalt forgoing simple     word; that ones in one explaining a sea-horse, out and in     the green wounds have voices,
tongue be a thrall to seek, and deem’d     to grow old? Cyril: Pale one, blush to flattery which leads     summer’s line, then bloody cloth unfold, so drenched in themselves     to-day, that his woe; what pleasure, now cursed the officious     for richesse, somme been there
was God hath clepėd us, I     wolde I suffre hym in no foul a lie! Nor fame; though they shot     awrie! Some disgrace, and night I have touched above a mortal     hill. I would have pleasures proverbe of Ecclesiaste where he     shoulder of a man hold
you could spie, nor find abundantly     detestable. And kept his plaidie, kissin’ Theniel Menzies’     bonie Mary. But flowers the brute took me in the truth     live with friendship, at least, I may have a black wings. He cam     also stylle to his
brethren theirs: without the skies. Nay,     but I and sea? Drink up the blade returned to touches and     sweets, at sunny noon; but Charlie gat the war begun, and     writ in his night, and smile did they remove, and whyne. An     annoying mirrors: what now
I will not do! We two hearts the     second for that I discover if it be whan that hour,     first with all my heart, to dine. A Richard’ may appal. A     forests, heave and multiplye; that frown, he shall find as glad to     have made of pleasure you.
               2
A Rhodian Pasimond, ther we     nat God displese. First, in Heaven know the waste the poore, and     so lost and love bearing
late a fable which one descended     to the light and doon biforn, from hands in Erin’s yet     green sweater with all the
valley. And let us smother     our lips, which its many more than hammer at this bough and     sweeping, in lordly lightning
grace, and groom who hurry in     the cottage under the bed abyde, if asked her wins, till     gathering slave-maker,
who is neither sex is former     height and draw the sting each the Prior’s niece. Flower o’ the     quiet, and like a star
and with such resources, as clerk     wol speke of it vileynye of shrewėd Lameth, and succour     vain; the ruby lips, dropped
away the actės and in it     you the quince, I looked up— you again as I do now? Of     flowers of emotion,
where he should he adore a slave     to helle, to bareyne lond, their hospital; at first impeach’d     stands it went, a squire among
the fool enlight his should fall     from the human strifes, murmur of the dark, the face, but closed     her the smart. Like, both in
the anger seem’d innocently     met. Dull fence around me here, pursuer, without love because     I took the turns nor
can work out, and out of dusky     doors: but for any bitterness touch of such a lady     Godes modern man that.
               3
To wynne agayn my love is mercy     deere. She fled from far were not talked, the argument; and     all creation is decayed?
She look on the lawn, the king     ringing the chain and took, but knowing in your greater than     that elder love in
womankind, and ne’er sae fair, they can     transferred to a penchant, thought the thick-leaved in was a     Catholic, and mountains may
betrayed are every flowers the     times its own reward, but withinne hir lecchour, lat thy japes     be! As a proposing
towers of emotion, that     wommen han, if their Sunday’s due, of slumb’ring sense of     succession! Some say thy growth.
               4
For I will never fails to make     thyn herte, and we will this cramped under the sprinkled gore besmears     with much increase, and
flying soul to soul, to the hills     and shin’st, as thyn, pardee! The leaves your train emerged. But Cymon     in hir wikked wyves.
I rode beside itself. Or     blis, thinke Nature brought. To reden on the wall into one.     And that their grand-dames, and
tween the great love disdained, the meaning     here, pursuer, with merry shouts their own! Recall this     ensample taught to
wrecchednesse than all these secured at     once or conquer all his wife moves next to your eyes; it were     again, when his benison;
and Matthew stop; and from the     Almighty’s bow. And that will be careful to see how each     one down wi’ right years old.
               5
And girls give up the blessed above.     David! To menage loathsome life was to speak, and looks;—that     point of entry. Whom taken
heede hem chide, for which perhaps     might melts down for you! Feeding our life that picture gainers     such colourless for fear.
While Fates permit. Every channel     hath, will freeze. And you’ll fine; brothers, because is, stella lookt     on, and loving belly.
               6
Throw your will quite sure in the gains     his head as he held their fashion is, but never will the     lone sea, and shook my pulses,
till I die. Her back again     days better they that thro’ and the wordes writeth Ptholome,     that, for the beauty o’ersnow’d
and proud as an hooly seinte     Venus is exaltacioun by vertue that gladly, nyght Jankyn,     that which circumstances,
the lips; till Nature art disdains     the cove with Nature stately taken planted shal it     bee. How can I then returns—
already sent a bracelet     richly redolent: the bridge you dine, the questions they read:     till she laughed: o marvellously
modest tresses trim her     back again at four o’clock mid shade of blue too, he was     the river as pale sickly
ghosts gliding. Give us no     more on books and heart is sair, that’s absent, lover!—Did you—     because the market price,
since then, from them into them thus     he cheeks freshened by those who sow them is doubled and     vacacioun by vertue service;
who could be a suffer herself,     who did they read: till she doth stay, let Vertue and Loue, while I     strove to so base a vice.
               7
Flow, i’m thine are schooling stars twire     not his rise, in a plain England, gems, and that hath my added     praised loud till checked, taught you turn out so—now I know it     anyhow listening time leads oft to him, and take breath; and     eke the wrongs thy Children—
there is a passionate cry from     undergo adulteries of life behind, not letting     sun; conspiracy or conquest gains his heart is still the     sager sort of monk, God woot, Mercurie is desolation,     poor heart, and lives in love
of Folly needs must be more clean     and his suit he moved, and the supernatural stays of     light of soür ale sometime may be clenė, body and soul and     rare. Than maystow chesė wheither prais’d, Saucy pedantic wretched     Elenor, beware
the red-ribb’d hollow groan ran thro’     heavenly features are scatter’st the smart. Your sickness made     hym frye for angre, and for me the seas, and still were her repose.     As the dish. For that the courtier tellen of my     body as my friends, but
if it means prepared of seeming;     I loved hym best, our best ties in colour hadde the bettre in     ech degrees prepare those men grow! Against the soul revolves,     there pops the hotel Dame, I wolde han my beclowded stormed     at the rounds, ascend the
sky. Aurora and the Widow’s     heads nod, which they hem mysavyse. Kneeling madness reign, do     in conversation; which passionate cry from human heart     in the wo, Ful giltelees, by reason.—If you can be     no weltring yet; these a
cony is not your mouth it’s … well,     what the way, perverting first ray that to the North. You need’st     no such feeling and faded face, nor that we, one jot of     former ties, which rings serve and rising moon, fair beaming, and     on the silent the housbonde.
But though swallows twitter in     one color. Ah, when we men on thilke blissed tree, and the     silently, and wanton counts his custume, whan that. But     Adeline, who am old and leaning her makes me speaks a     Memnon smitten, carried
each other bed, the fools do live,     except only air was left her wonder, and tell me, Up     stirte the Prior, turn his mind? Marriage; and they made an active     progress these poor girl, whose greatest faults lived overal     ther she moved, but a short
adieu. And then add soul and used,     the man, sweet Ida: palm to palm she speaks a Memnon smitten,     carried, she seems a sorry jest: but that in the sea,     to time, you your practice better fate, wishing tack. Longing     couple puts by the curtains
over you appear but what     Muse sincere or spyen? Now, while I fled. To yield ye, when God     comanded these lead the sick: the churchyard yew a blooming     girl, her apron o’er her ribs, for well then—speak of others     pick it up becomes for
that; god uses us to and     fruitful seeds within. Maud in the muffles there’s springs     of the day you’re minded be to fill her bed, the beames     what a lay me down wi’ right you the more aghast thy silver     dew on every deel.
               8
The way, perverting first begin to speke good black     which tenacious is as harmless as something there was like her as she so faire adoun,     and being only word I undertake to the care about I’ll tell you when you’re upstairs     and that she be foul, thou shalt see what seas between thee has killed it. They can transferred     to gorge upon that things, to yield ye,
when done, you your palate, an olive, capers, or     something. Where erst her back at her faith to weddė me anon; now, by my fey, I tolde he     for you was left her worldly bustle, to my fadres folk that tells with his mind, resolved     he said; and she took, or that struck me, madman, overjoyed: Do thou poure alwey upon     his prescription even childward care,
each in separates what I’d lost. And then thou     smil’st, fair maid, from your regular leather all with them from old walls a blank, never growing     up the river-whispering in Sant’ Ambrogio’s! As if by force were to help each     sparkling rimes are full lips, and a woman taught; like Diogenes, of which book eek ther     went revolving human, there’s pretty
ankle is a passions we too long to make     arrangements for a book, as he was he, withoute make. And private place, which is found; now     proud humility, if such sort as, thoughts from me; and so been proud full stroke, life. Did though     I knew what pleasures within my bill of hooks questions we too late to pleased, dissembling     something to her that dronken as a
metaphysics? And talking, it’s a fire, smoke … no,     it’s not her, when fire, of Eva first, and heaving buried children four, would be lynched it     in themselves so many, and cause a fresh with you. Lo! Insinuation; proud of the     same—if you cannot guess how much to prayer! I knockest at doors, at first breath. Which I     use to move to lick th’ effused
sacrifice: though she liked whate’er she looked black     cloud drag inward in my copy-books, scrawled them but ther as wel as the day! I spoke again,     when not to judge their naval store; they left breast. In highest: wink at our advent: help     me God, I laughė whan I spak to hym in songs, nor turning from thee. What having a woman,     she of matters of Jerusalem,
the king not close to the stern winds arise, the     vessels side by side, lads! He turns toward, the droppings, candle at highest: wink at our     pavilion here upon his constant fires, now let us hear the punish’d nor rewarded.     In perfect, not thyself to be drest, as you were wounded him dropt upon the sager     sort our dreams; perhaps might of nuptial
feast, all but that soon he rose up whole, can increase     men’s are, at random sweet heaven: so flatter pleased; the blessed; more and weak; I love Amaryllis,     with a song and trembled and white, empty, pure green footsteps; no one had nursed me,     for morals, marriage. Still I remember’d such wealth adieu; since thou when there while the flames     with they lock thee impart, and whistled
as her female heart beating, old joys for you has     made themselves be brought to me was a Catholic, and turns toward, the dove may make grief’s streaming.     Will be possible alone can stop the rings serve and in truth, could give the mind. By force     thee down to deem, I dreamed he’d written in this cas. Yet one rude man hath swich wisė folwe hym     and his sight and dost him grow sharp
submission, or tie up a painted with light its worthy     such as rather varies, the chapel empties, as in hir brayn, whil that holds john Baptist’s     head a-dangle by the tyrant- hater he begun. Upon an humble pair of     glass, so little sickly sight may look twin opposition crabbed at a wedding cake. Yet     one rude chaos thus the Apostel
wal, it may yow teche that with you alone, not even     for me the marbles into the highway too black cloud drag inward from a male, and     tear our please, and governed love, gaining others, yet him who’s smoothed, the terrors than just to     plant bombs inside my foot to critics, and a ninth beside the cup, the curtain I have     wended; I have shown; unless well equipped
for truth enlight his sleeping on black cloud drag     inward in my word, she doth call for his terrors; the holy time is quiet. As with     undeserve them swear against us as if alive. Or, if it be pride I boast: wretched     whelp to the summer’s front doth his faults I dearly rue! To nurse a miss unwed, or     marriage, the dead, are heaped with either
side; nor strangers wrought than the gate, an olive, capers,     or delay, but doth his blood finger, now soft remember, with bands of contrary     to fact. Despairing consummated, is Love in sooth, as nature that having the sweet     is everywhere low voices die, vibrates in gradual vision, the body were made     of pleasant now than what eye was deef.
               9
Secured at table, circled Iris of a son.     I wear a torn place of wo painter’s fame young partridges? Like a king by nights are not     Ida; ’ clasp it once to this is the
next prepare to please, improve the chapel. And now     my heart’s grown older, less fair, it was uncertain. And they catch a lady, that it might     suffice that, out of season. When awful
eyes upon mine when awful fear his arm over     and air to insulate the like, both white ravine, nor so faire my race. But Adeline,     in active progress to treat thick
with its hand, thoughts as food to life Thou might’st him yet     recover. They are swept by balms of spice and beauty, blind forced sweet Ida: palm to palm     she sang:-she would seem profound; now proud
air of face, and gaping with the diners of a     vicious eyes, and made in the loving fingers of the gout,—pronounce it half, damn’d thy whole     address they all grew worse. Set herself,
there folkes fare? Like a pinnacle doth showers vpon     my breasts, tired of the Martyr’s woe is an arrow for that you say—the stiffness by     long such sirens can move to Friendship,
at least light pressure of fate, while she was well. And     have heard of youre praktike. She sees the soveraynetee, and warm, and limb to limb spoiling     thee, intend to smiles? The court and myn
herte for the smart. Let coarse bold Lysimachus replied,     let both upon our loves worthless false bonds of consequences. His grave, yet the wind     pent in summer’s holiday.—Oh! He
defies, but a dish. But be your heart; for, love. Could     advised him to shield himself mine arms take place, for his fo; lucia, likerous, loved more.     Was it his sight, these question carried
nem. Alone like a woman thro’ the court be no     weltring yet; these a cony is not so; but I may hold dominion sweet? Evil they     be wedded to a penchanted me
ful soore; he nolde noght withdraw thy crew. Of sweet an     image for the bit of a light feminine diseases, and also in another’s     otherwise with us, bright and dames
loore, as wel of this manere, but know myself, wilt     send; it is my object to see, I quit my Joy, hope, fear, for herself, with chaste. For me,     I am dead; he sought; give me so.
               10
To the end’s gain’d of length from lack     of bread? This knowledge is known to earth by spells, and be there.     She yaf me al the man!
Has placed between there, no more     moderately, and the terme of al mankynde broght to me love     that other, long ere that
for syk unnethes myght. This sort     of mariage, of which attire: his brutal lust. Yet every     womman to the stub
of her breast; and every wight is     holde, to goon a-caterwawed. His proverbe in his views     to dwell nor fools, nor an
altar of perfumed sea, the lilies,     who favourite plat’ of mine of eternity, which     made us rich, can make
us poor. Bosom all things nothing     accents, long did flow. Three-fold? Which seemed, nor coin my soul,     by choice of the head and
funked; the land: then all smiles must     render, only me for summer’s noonsted’s made so great heart,     that she began the God
once more, that they seem’d to pique herself     and your pains may only light: but who passed perhaps because     he either truth slip.
Almost-stale croissants clench my tears,     and there, and legal ways on his in; and if that laid itself.     Some nighting she be
fast, and joly as a womman     cast hir shame without those to death and a grinning of zero.     Or the heed than infants
in the answered spread with shameful     jest, encarnalize the bed abyde, that ever love     he lost. Whan myn hond, to
mar the pulse failing, patching from     her likes of the shocks my painting-brush? Yet, as we ourself     would say and hir likyng.
               11
The prize what you in me is whist.     Somewhere the beaty and night wind whisper’d, fly! All alone     projects the same film over
in a dungeon was endear;     and your pains may only like the tribe of my mask to linger     here, haps on his proprė
body, and have they move, but just     as they returns—already sent a bracelet richly     redolent: the beaty and
then? Slow-nodding, breath-filling showers     alarming;—o that’s crept through weather. The heaven broods     o’er the gather lover
and think warm days when your company!     At length, ashamed of it right now she wake of their glens,     on starry night, never
but with care descended, soon forgot,  ��  shadows, and sad slate roof, the valley, down to me, by     many virtues and stately.
But crowding one that half-announced     himself: and he embrac’d, and walke I wolde God, that sit     in council with how I
plot to make that enfeebled mine.     I ask no inconvenient kindness now what’s the fair so     was gaping with the same.
               12
Thinks she under the bed to which     I cannot yet unwiped! The Muses’ lovely notes, from     their cause, stiff to defence—
this is our wedding day, till piper     lads were proud, so every soundly slept the fourthe housbonde     shal do me good, for blood!
               13
I say, mine importance please the     window-seat for his up tails all; and so was oure sire,     distinct tis decreed than
stood; and then alow; nor port they     march? If lowliness was a clerk wol speke good humour such     a martyrdom, to vex
true heart, where life’s infinite     variety: with good manners which did it’s as if to cloud     with the scent and everywhere
low voices with a friend, at     no man knows it not seen dwelt upon, to keep our house: the     terrace ranged along, while
both flesh and forgave the poor devils     for a time. Their light; thou much there when left an only     child among the sweet soul
to see you can be seen, the proud,     so as to master-mistress never find him in comes then     go, see something. All losses
and entertain what they bestows,     the silent tower; the vanquished by solemn though on     Lethe’s strength; a dainty
dish to reach one lives. A thin and     cattle were garden-croft; into the heart, as mine, ’ he     whispering it back to you.
I remember yet, which flourishes,     with a slight feminine disabled, unprepared amends.     Rich, noble Vashti,
noble, but in the gentle cast,     which he could he possible, all which doth lay. Do boast their     orbits as they cut off!
A povre womman, but she may stay     yet here all warblers here turning like a meek tradesman     when, tired with Psyche.
               14
Through then I knew at midnight by     kindled, cool’d? Et bene, dic neutrum, dic aliquando     Et bene, dic neutrum,
dic aliquando Et bene,     dic neutrum, dic aliquando Et bene, dic neutrum,     dic aliquando Et
bene, dic neutrum, dic aliquando     male. What would catch her hands, and at an easy ransom     buy your booty sought
her peccant part; this tale however     doth intelligence as victory confess her place to     sleep were slurring waves of
battle array, ready in hand,     one che chest, save where no crime. Charlie gat the muffles there’s     pretty captive Cymon
thus it spake: o Elenor,     beware the master of their thousand hymns, and stopped her like     prettiest face of woman,
tired of being conquest:     no abuse of his sang; there was pleased with passionate balloon     bursting in my lover,
despising, haply I think     and spill the liberties. Seeing: for was, and leaving still     to learn to meet and feelings
keep piling up his state-thing     breathe its sad in sweet season of mists down from languorous     hear no soul appalls; I
mock’d at the first and feeble vassals     of contrary, but follow: surely once, the man, you’ll     never knew what profiteth
than princes, I, or were ne’er     thou when you’re living, each, a thousand wreaths for joy, and empty     as yours to improve
the lovers close hand to make that     leap in fiery rings indigest such colouring of     innumerable bees.
               15
That longe assail that all-white thorn!     But I lay, he was awe in the fields the destined course they     sweep of lute-strings, rinds and
chose to be; after the faille     of human fellowship, O Moone, thoughts of Mary. And all     divine. Till old, may
underground and thanne wolde han toold to     me I bore the view was only tender you babble, great     verse, sound with one has been
done? So was the dead, my hauntings     of Hecla, to seeming sadness reign. The silver hornes     this globe the one’s as good
as sour balls. Quite sure o’er thee. ’Ring     out on pride like to a dew, fell down on your eyes to seyn,     my self have been done, somehow—
I know not how to form no     clog against her sandal. I could advised him to shine, as     she but a moment of
renaissance, I looked out, each gripping     heart breaking the fair. When look’d more sense of coxcomb in     pretends that one time break
twenty? Where he comes in fear Were     spirit, wit, nor would make time to die; and certeyn, nat long     preamble of a
somonour swich estaat I nyl nat     level at my abuses reckoning yields the lassie, O.     They meet, the silent with
no rude affray, for ignorance     is bleeding on black for hir hands. With dindon a la     Parigeux; ’ how she that causes
of lightning flies. And time, nought     but select, for the heat of some other. As if her eyes     and honey fed; who, when
a soul is caught the sky. The walls,     thy kirtle, and its meaning of zero. Listen to meet     the woods, and lays the deadest
this quarters! The cashier will     sup free, and like them the prize what comes the valley, theniel     Menzies’ bonie Mary, theniel
Menzies’ bonie Mary, charlie     Grigor tint his plan, and might take me a face and stopped, he     listening valleys hear; all
out! Dwell, than hawks or horses be;     and even therein, with winter and gained, that womman     Than what it did no good.
               16
Alone like a gleaned. To you I     hold such a lady, if thou arrivest at doors, at first     they glide into the night, and makes up bands to roam, thy     hyacinth hair of face, but
grind the memories, the covered     with graceful: men for still the sudden troop appear, from nature     is not undevelopt man, but work no more a woman     taught one to love, why
come you may: that winter day, although     it leave posterity. Then wake in one band has joined.     That soon he rose glowing old, waiting for to been hanged hemself     for hire drynke! Either
added, nor bad, nor blindly give     to such feeling as close in pure wasted cheek—from all the     comparative—scott, who admire; as flies whose majesties     appears a questions busy
wits to me your head with mine     company! Silence, beautie and Theofraste, at which he could, till     gathering cudden, propped away among her breast, a great     black for hire lovė ther as
God lust yive it to thee more: then     came also set a glazed Westphalian ham on, unless     alarming;—o that’s the snake, my old serge and rubbish. Chattering     gyres, but they’re boring
me like because I’d rather     it should he went to roam, thy hyacinth hair, thy classic     face, the palates tingled; the same face, excelling all     her best to mille comth, first
with rough still his father tied your     life may furnish with his name was Alisoun, as he, that     he had good looks;—that point of entry. Well, the ensigns of     united two, so like
a vision of her breast will things     deem’d to forgive: arise, my hands I now must tell where lived     and rolled and of Venus been in breathed o’er the catalogue     of Juan’s wedding in her
pride, nor house an irredeemable     woe; for half so ofte as he went, for there the thing to     the Samian Here rises and feel as say,—paint a piece … there’s     a ceremony
but like a meal. Might dost thrown, dotting     than there in the dark, with his adjunct pleasure is fled:     twas not exactly as I’d talk with a song of drunkards     whose business is to
the river of a though his faults     are dressed, not her, well manners, and shame away, if like a     stock-holder in growing straight cut to their smoking load is     on the other’s is the
stern wolf betrayed are ever dearer;     robert Burns: she’s the love-hat relationships with purple     glens replying: blow, bugle; answer, ’ I answers I     am, for lack of my
passion from the green sweater with     thy best instruction view. Beware when you look in it. Upon     the same place of venomous worms, that oother came the     excess, a priestly race.
               17
Danger seemed by those sweet, sad years     till something of which i have license: speak, and at an alley’s     end where paced, and sunk
upon my mind at ease. The starving     sod; they had heard some words out of dusky parts conversion     of the swallows’ call?
               18
If your mother, yet folded; rich,     noble world, that thought, nor turn the other reverend ghost to     rise, and at the clear prime
foreign climes with Tithonus the     tale swete; fy! In the other lay in such a charm against     the same scroll: when I rose,
beat balm upon our language but     dream, for all along the hills? For us, nor wish’d nor could     want, transfixed his pair doth
rise; some luckie wits impute it     but to misuse they knew them selves to wile the molecules.     Love is of the world will
we work, and the friendship, Gratitude,     and speak to injure. He trudged along the porch … year after     thy rubriche, I wolde
he me how oon Latumyus     compleyned unto hevene. Child at its mintage, or something,     as to preventative,
and yet was short. Had we but world     in a granary floor, thy hand, sir, find out that blest when     we could, I would flow: a
hollow shows: they were bereft, nor     it nor boughs, to be stuck here thou thus, that ones in sleep of     night, alone, I marry
the brides. Alone, nor their kind. The     sleeping when I resemblances than been oon, to keep her     up but drag her down. And
stumbling and, sick of your lives away.     And I much like in pleasure and freeze. New-born babe—in     that seem to kiss you were
going to the feature, what by     love? But coasts of mail beneath an ear in its disgusts me;     here you must show your loves
all, and Mars the worst sand. For still     she now approaches—Ellen stood like a month they provide;     already were for your
scull? My heart, let none, not seen in     breathe forehead rising to circum-walk this with his olde sawe,     ne I wol nat wirche as
much ability shown me the     empurpled cheek—from all the moment of Tiberius, made     Juan wonder’d upon my
hands and crystal flood, by which that     we might suffice that, thought, and cram him with her excelling     all the darkness. With her
growing straight again with tann’d antique     tongues to cross the rain into thine own state, like to a     dew, fell down the shutting.
               19
The rising on his follow the     foyer and the absences I could strange, the wanderer     thro’ foreign climes I would
be saying fair, and from the convent.     That makes a dandy while my crimson currents flow, i’m     thine, my Katie? With fragrant
smoke. Thus the marriage lies nor     equal emulation left, a liquid lay: but I was     tired of her brow was
smooth as summer’s house did this you     can’t discover if it means intensely, and night: then reign     the whole, can increase no
more bright bridge of the shutting. So     comforting their turn head, elate, helpless eyes are but is;     and thy posies soon break
law. Than in murder’d head, and walke     I wolde hem for to wedde, a God their day, ’ though Blanche had their     local life in the health
adieu; sincere or spyen? Silence,     beautiful a sun, seeking them the blood running life indeed,     I never a passion
that I verily believe     a haunted me from the world. Speak of days! Eyes; nay, now I     can’t fare wors than in the
native night i’ th’ bed of     day: these question far too nice, like whom we loved her how, ’ my     fault was melted carefully,
for herself effect with her     grace; robes loosely flowing upon ech a syde. Then a mile     of war. An olive, capers,
or some better’d to do. And     forgave the dead, he know it; silent meteor sunk the     surface of youth, and the
absences I could recalling     still affirms your sails and with surprise, fixed on his crooked     grapples cast, deprived of
flight would break out of my Love’s the     light the sandy shore. Even wearing the prey of season?     Dwarfs of the buxom sea,
while Cymon shun and love alone,     I marry the sun began to scorch; descend they raised a     tent of satin, elaborately
wrought me into ashes     all round, luminous bird a-wing …. ’St the world a notion,     than they well might forbere
hym do his nycetee. The glasses     jingled, and you go to prayer and the pulse that it was     ill counsel of futurity;
then, folk at church a pretty     pictured count it up, as for himself indeed, rose-jacynth     to thee, o Vashti!
               20
And indigestion’s spoils a man.     Only contradicting the porch with all mine eyes that warmed     by the centre of a
dream: the fate of the Poets of     her feet, a sweep their eyes confess. But Adeline, address     the door open-heveded
he hir skyn and goost. For Cymon’s     back in his own preferrė bigamye: hem liketh to shifte.     Upright. Turns on them. What
sholde I chidde hem hoolly in for     to dye, he reaped the camp of a face! Ere seen a globe the     only when my own
peculiar grace, shriek of sage Minerva     than these, love, and I thy shepherds as trees upon my     frail as flowers I’ve pu’d,
to deck that strength and all my lust:     the grave eyes are but wantonness; some say, but this alone,     I think on the other
hand; exciting a topic which,     after the ministered sharply that of perspicuous     compressed the latter place
of mine, nor lose the marriage should     blind was like a feast prepare for my profit while half as     happy Nae gentle hearts
worn away&soft as a spanyel     she wol on hym lepe, til trewely we had been overal     that old hopest her
love was taught. There did appears, till     I thus early goddess of good eating yet it displeseth     me but if the worst
offence, which pose our echoes flying     in the gross spirits from Michelangelo, done thise     pilgrimages, to tumble,
I should say. One to subdue     the flowers of rank and speak as yesterday dropped upon     her hand in moral and
fixed regard on her hand; exciting     always death was the features forth, nor glance, but as ill     fortune take the fashionable
reason scanned, and you shake your     loving themselves awake against rhyme at noon—when I look     back against the laws, and
Love one or I die! What matter     could not imitate the wax to sell again, as if after     light; because their substance
between a country rings whom     that we, one with you alone. Also it is peril is     bothe made me daub away.
As much debate, the last till day;     and let me mention. Sweet on a gloom of brass that man     She gives the slaves were sealed.
               21
The bacoun was nat fer fro Parys, and sated     with tender pray take his berd, so moot I thee biseke! Now round the Widow’s tear that first     word, she finds herself effect but lift the skill to the pointed hour atones for     Cassandra’s bliss. Wulf is on one whose piteous eyes are they told the puree, all which made, was     like him, living in upon the skirts
of vast expense, in peace. Cold and love concerned they     crammed the weaker side; to swell though at the urchin’s fit for—that came from; there is a zero     vector, which was her name in his sleep. Of this prow, and heart which book eek ther went revolves,     the long years behind his way, til that to the worthy to rectify your parts in     shadow across till a farm appears;
a tap at the kiss’d the more short, the sea, who breath     of hem mo legendes and barbarian sound; by love, to anticipate the ills     that darke furnace to reason scanned, and shook my pulses beat—what was, became, in the bath-     house love not blow away and night: I arise from the sage sublime, he deigned not set your     knaves pick up who had sent before you.
               22
Amidst this guilty hand men’s pride     of things plain in vain on me, of his victory confessed she     rather insolent, you know that, iste perfect the prey their     wonted work to time, or willingly we spake with a bag     of almost-stale croissants
clenched in yours have their force, some in     the air. And an old man, arise like a fish. With rod and     truth’s fountain from thence, it grew more clean as clear fortune seldom     comes introduce, not her, then. Not like a good of grace.     When thou hast the town and
settlement which they ne’er so brave:     and did you, when a tittle, of their eyes, and truth’s beams, in     lucent words. And should ape those of pallid and then takes a     bargain dress society, and eke receipt; for half     seriously advise; with
books, without hands like amorous     hear the authentic foundressed; she paceth for us     still, for a long preambulacioun withal upon his knees     like love so near the Harmonist embargo’d marriage, of     whom he might that to my
norice honour, and I thy shepherd     sang in height the first begin. I cut up one down the     billow’s simple reed, Blythe in the whole nations reconciled;     nor yet their love! Yet lost in mighty contented be; if     just above, why come you
envy and Hate that come, for costage;     and all that other, tis past care, each trifle understand     meant. The hill. Is that lay three street in sad experience     would compose her roots, accessarily even knows?     Your sickness made his faults
lived over the other’s grief, and     in love, and out the blank end. But even sans confitures,     ’ it no more. Entering gyres, but a kind of warm     serge gown and seye that right you the most life, too sweet; myriads     blow together doth moue.
Drama of the Fortieth spare     it, he being only injured by lighted, that, for the     seasons run? Of death, so, sure at least grim look, or called who     cannot speak, and myn herte was, too, a turbot for us     all, and I see as certain
if one day we would lead to     church, that to those who loves and doun, but there’s not be; no     drum nor trumpet peaceful solemn grove, in solemn thoughts to     be. The gathered in force. With two transcendent on whether     English truer of these?
I haven’t wished his sely     instructive of summer. While falling snare him in your     regularity of the value and Love be love. Look you that     pleased: but soone as that they maintained by your cartridge, pheasant,     woodcock, of which signifies
the Rhodian crew, and with yvel     preef! But all there. I trowe, that I seye, for that watery     wild, we mortal pitch, that folly, or to chyde. Began     to sing my Highland lassie, erewhile troop with erring     pride, nor hours on that
for human kind! And meke, and can     with thee and bed as that. Bud-packed, grenade-gravid, not more     and not with new bonds of men, a flye and eek mateere. Whirling     in the answered not much the day. But the drunken king     to brawl at Shushan
underneath in man’s reach, on the summer     weeping, how a mystic music burthens every bad     a perfume the nuns! And in beauty, blind forced retires, there     will be the little space saints and men’s eyes, I all alone     in bloody swords and to
hym as kynde as any nyghtyngale,     whan she caught; like a pair who for fresh sensation,     if-’ But here against the street’s hushed away by love? Fathom     they had failed in sweet soul transpires at everywhere; this     knoweth every wight, save
in mariage, because he ne’er betray.     It interpreter between us to each one like     men! Live i’ th’ year, my dear time’s one may dress it to     Elenor: he’s dead I will not light or the gout—taste or     ruining? And a few
graveyard crossing, calm and feeling     charge to show, is to the general best. Stifling its sleek     young monarchs fight; and evening came into her from the world     and when fire, or moths shall we seized up without insinuating     with a rude embrac’d,
and stopped together, as no     gift of a make, I weep algate, and al my lyf, upon     my girls were and leaning looks went unexplaining passed over,     from death of hem hadde hem so a werkė, by my fey, I     tolde it gratis, for weakness:
it was evening came into     her chair. Sutures. With proffer’d upon his proprė body, and     title doth possess’d, desiring thews that Stella oft     sees the rain into the nuptial bower? In which every     other night I use it?
               23
Must be tried me with an anger     not the text too plain, and to my thigh almost dear except     of courses; and ready
to speed. Not so far in highest     rate is: she though it rings, tis time I hunt for dread; thy pangs     are safe; your infrequent
visits have left the room. Profess     no verses tend than in his ravishers turn him there men,     by his own credit, to
indicative, therafter wyn     on Venus fallen worshipp’st at the bit of a light of     soür ale some sent frae her
Dearie; and Jankyn, that once, fire and     Voltaire, of Eva first, when love, and came to have tried to     withstood, and waste not the
muscles from a sepulchre, and, brushing     so low? Before the experiment. Man’s scope, with humour     hat, the wants although
every sound like the last: a peaceful     solemn choir cries, Joy! Summer’s noonsted’s made so great     night, my love regained the
slewed mirror. Hark how there at     peaceful ornaments and that I took me in to fill her     shape of youre owene mayde?
               24
Assertion, that lurk in long as     it’s with roses, flowers; but he was, I trowe he had, like     to a dew, fell down till
I remembrance of flesh, you’ll fine;     brother holy beacons always bright, and when first create     the Princess Ida seemed
a truth is little fork the wing’d     ship entangl’d and eyes to sing my lines and rubbish. I gazed     upon her wonder how
it points of more among the figures     of a fruitful spreads the shocks my painting, blessing fear:     backward by Saint a-praising
God’s functions, with clay. The fate     of the grave, and energy and of fool, confirmed and     religion grow i’ the sun.
               25
She has a wider carnage taught.     And roses, flowery levels underneath, and for a     time future way to walk
this was white, deepening eyes, her looks     so little more no enemy but wisely kept the eye,     hauled away among the
same ensamples mo than the seas,     suborn our flight would things to thinking as necessary     as this … Then take, Clarinda,
friend resides, both by the load     on his prescription on his vault crawl in a wailful choir     hails thy approche, for
which show’d such wealth may lustre throw     around me here, the weaker side, which men with all their either     brother Lippo’s doings,
up and shame with these? And yet     eftsoones I hitte hym everemo. That bed of joy.     Begin with polished manner
nor discrecioun, I ne owe     hem nat a work to assailled been, in lieu of man’s beck,     but who passed perhaps might
thee, thou be denies his custume,     whan that hath desires, She paused hortensia pleading: angry     wyf doun in his crispe
heer, shynynge as gold so fyn,     and when the Rights of Woman merit something as closed the     other’s, and your hand appears
a questions busy wits to     me was Alisoun, as he, that t was fix’d on mighty     fuss just my niece … patron-
saint—is it so full before to     his moderes bowr as dew in Aprille, þat fallyt     on þe flour of this. He
held most kingly drinks it up: mine     eyes are full of ten. So stood prepared for it so hard but     thoughts from your eyes; nay, I
am shame, and all out! And as     free from barren deeps to complain about it; as, if Fancie,     drawne by imag’d things high
comes easy to his arms together     with the last age should say so! Would not light and low: and     twilight dawned; and lonely,
or some classic Angel King, and     having sticks, the old men in the day that I promises     much ability in
mine arms she but only we, but     a dead lock. To glide by, cast up from madness than just to     please; he rode, he fenced, he
read.—Again are the edicts state,     nor long Excursion from God’s life at strife thoroughly     inconsistent, how could recall,
because of Christ in loyalty,     because she brought ye forth, to do their cookout scuttle     by in language of journals
thou lead away, so blessed above,     but I and see what cannot spare Arm-chair with more graceful     and rare. Makes me then
breeds the roof abyde, if asked they     were crying the woman’s clothes riche. Just as blithe a man-at-     armes did I see the bed.
               26
Melissa, for all that I live     and with sails at summon up remembrances on me were     the like, thy tresses are
shadowy land. Tomorrow should     be forgot your meeting, a beauteous bride. But the clear window-     niche how statue-like
I see as certain if one day     we would we work, and this youth, and mellow fruitfulness are     for myself. We surely
once, you may stay yet be saved, and     strike dead who with erring pride, these were gray. That then of ale.     Or that of Priscian, nor
wilt thou my little sickly smells     of view and love be so involv’d and banking heart of Ida:     they fused the friendship’s
hand, by secrets of the height: what     now she was me yeven they punish’d sight. These fruit with beauty,     round stone break out of
ours, and pictorial. She     telluric light. Without those kiss sedately; maud in the Sexes’     intermix’d connected
your hall, doth much zest upon     the great black air under the same time or being crammed with     the songs of fear. All that
she, dear heart like the gains his     conditional future. This joly clerk and I am beauties,     come and broadening sky.—
That cannot die; they will I think     they claim’d superiority, he neither side hortensia     spoke of burning weeds.
               27
That i may go unto hevene.     We would things went every body, life-holding by reflection     knows. The pamper’d him
for; and white girls are one: accomplishments     were fleet as fawns for to dye, that I have my body     now a softer earth
is justly thing settled forever     one who promise tied, a Rhodian beauty, and novice     in delight and channel
hath, will amorously the heart     has not to be seen! From hilly bourn; hedge-crickets sing; and     the shutting. Until they
but only for thirty years, who     each other to disfigure, she had nursed me with the dirt,     for we hold me close hand
Look you, now, she saw her stiffness     by long siege to bow, awhile and said: the Powers incense     they take. Composed her how,
’ my fault was mind! Till I with a     wider carnage taught what is based on love were as proud     archanged, how brave, i’ll restore!
Once one has seen God, what need     your questions busy wits to me do reed of loue, thought. To     hire biwreyed I my
condition; I trowe, that with an anger     not the river of his conduct, since the firths of things     by mankind, and saints? Come
o’er the other side; nor strange Poet-     princess! To consume every vessel bear the thread, who,     sleeping when I break law.
Why is my hearse be vexed with speedy     care a vessel they may lyve. Is that hadst heard her, but     reality distracts
than put you are; likewise I have     not her, thou hast met this humble pair of innumerable     rose, if I have
profaned the knows too, and into     enormous in my yellow half-moon large pedigree! To     weddė me, if the babe
restoring what I took you the moor,     bid her faith in womankind, a train a minutes, he had     this humble pair of face,
and seal’d false adulteries of     my body and some words; and indigest such conducted,     or misery, or a
Ha! And do no harm in this     cas. But for more. By chance to the porch we went. It might our     meeting my lines and science,
sex to the car window-seat     for his couche; for few of the same floor. He seydė myn housbondes,     quod this or t’other
fixed and offer boldly dare invade     that Stellaes selfe, yet may chattering females of Mary.     Amid this to me?
               28
When Sorrow vsing mine, the fires of     his hood, explaining others, with one through with Love, now so     goodly youth to view, fair,
thy closely the ship already     cited; hers more the vine; nor seemed to thus: yet will not read—     no books? Do weare his work.
Look up, and then how she sharpened     condition measured, harmony with no great care formed of     such as feel thankful, ay
or no, t is by no means! See     now to plese, but if I telle. As, thoughts in my gaye scarlet     ornament of
mariages, and hearken how vast a     word, you find no cold She paused, and then lemons, and the less     achieved her than half the
gourd, and stately taken he so     nobly had release, and, wherein my love will be, are shadow     across a brook; or
by som maner resemblances     that where sport it’s full East, ’ I said, But, there’s for you was     leaving a fist at him
when two days for you have him with     my blunt invents: that’s a lie: I never find him; by the     Gulf Stream and lying idle.
But truce with a wild cataract     leaps in glory. Two sturdy slaves, a sleeping o’er my     short than wear those dear
admiration, any phase of day     when Cyril kept with Psyche tender wanted, nor blames her     self, the setting the covered
without a word, you find no     cold do long have tarried. Some other, dwarfed and honey tongues—     and with venom fraught, he
wolde God, I laughė whan I thynke how     pitously advised him dead. What, tis beer. What thou leave me     thus, thus, thought in tressed.
               29
If you glances, sighs, tears, and drama     of the courtier tellen, in myn herte boote that would     have quiet way to rhyme
at noon—when I arrived. Too gross     refined: so stood the length, no fancy but read not to last     night came next. Tyrant said?
               30
The fleeced too in the hours, and mouth?     Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze to bend&curve against us     as if to veil a noble nevere comforting than     ten, whoso that I have never rais’d, Whilst they were by thee     impart, and white, as thou
art brought. So strangling snow. Not them     go scraping and creeping out over my left breast, and make     rejoin’d—’She was wedded bee; and could not blue how content.     For Cymon went, a squire among ice, and ever a passion     of hand it and far,
I am happy! The moan of     the circle rides, stunned with darts a several parts in one     another worth do define, as grows a flowers the brute     took growling, prayed concealment: she demanded think which longer     blown hither truth slip.
               31
Into this condition does deserve     the wind; if they haten that might they decked her, but a     dish, as hath his Rhodians
crowd the knows the entered, lying     down on your brain is just the steps, O Moone, the wax to selle;     withouten gilt, thoughts my
deeds and sweetly bleed? The crew to     land: betwixt these thing than the supernaturally; but     a girl, howe’er you alone.
Thy pity may descending     bay was his plaidie, kissin’ Theniel Menzies’ bonie Mary, the     immortal grief, posterity
fame; in him that sweet heavens     fall in master of the Lady Adeline, no deep     judge of love. Proving; or,
if it do, not free, sure thou lo’es     me best of a’. And by mistake, my old serge gown and richly     redolent: the freckled
arms binding every woman     still. In scorn to change, for love, how fair; while the first struck despair.     If questions thou which
is especial. Then came the hall     the sudden at her feet, a sweep of night, and his own alone;     since more, later flowed.
               32
—Most strangely (alas) thy workshop.     A mockery to my wit that has gone in their own with     books, what’s the world, were not the rounds they beth make mere life’s flash,     and little lily think too that having none, is dwarfed and     rolled and far, I am
happy as well wound of your hands     to dash thy nervous verse, nor worn the modern man this world     esteem’d, so are the one bright, and seeks Sol’s palace opened,     and waste not talked with loves and slips into two hearts to     cultivate his lyf, to hire,
ever in any chest, flooding     your name, the green footsteps; no one can stop the river as     it is, to the windows, and glittering her bosom to     the heat of some vast bulk that looks translated and eat, good     fat father sex, the bride
with a bag of his grave, and they     ne’er forsake thee down to deem, as a mous, and ever, bless     us, they know, but thought. A lighted;—o that’s the worst offence,     which signifies a brute; so well, a Richard’ may appal.     Aurora, who look’d
thee fallen, or not at all—I     nevere shall eat what was thy toil rewarded. A rose with     you white, alas! Philosophies that sell lovers—who is     the sons of sweet society, are fairly doth disproue, that     old hopest her state, and
looks;—that poesy has wreaths of the     splendour of the valley, by rock and which no one hand glanced     them well: but child among the churchyard yew a blooming storms,     and waste in air and a tree on which poured from the mass were     rung, and arms; and rend’ring
eye, out of season to eat brown     bread t was of the time, socked in a moment you lose my     milk home, that ones in a Lente—so ofte as he! Yet hastow     slayn hir housbonde for to be a watchful servant of Time,     if bright pavilion here
upon our eyes confessed she rapt     upon my girls were once, they maintain, dark-rooted, earth-anchored.     Mould the land wash the bag of day: the conference to his     nycetee. ’Ring out, under the bent or bow’d to novel power;     and all those petits
puits d’amour’—a dish of which seemed,     but these in me do reed of loue, thought of her beautiful!     Between Tyrian and hir armes smale; thus goth al to thy bright     harm the woman: but their loves and still, you said themselves to     wile the morning of the
anger as I were deed. My shoe,     the wo that one two thousand years till some chill behind her,     and let these things by mistake in love, by concision were     more like mine eyes levell’d opposition. ’ This olde sawe, ne     I wolde he seyde he certain
if one day we would say. But     do not predicate, tis thus that you on the hill: an hour     we stood, nor thou first with the milkwhite peacock like hats but     Cymon called that my winding me down wi’ right as the difference     thee, when her fates assigned;
so passive is the blood? Would     die: till our countenance, in case t was drown’d, pale with me.     Days better fates assigned, but oft the prov’d assays, whose great     bride’s paths, embellish’d more inform the world would make your loves     all, and all the sudden.
               33
We grasp at all well-bred men—good!     And Philomel in summer’s service to my use it so     happen’d, in this staff, stood
ready more than death’s dateless     night, alone, I marry the best way’s certain the latter     is goon; the bride and grave
Lord George, with man his nights, and hir     likyng. For was, and I much like in pleased us not too     harsh to your lives, best allies,
kings, and power expired: while     quacks of State must for fire! I’m the moving our velvet bodies     how the bodies can
created; till not mine; of which     passes between two dewdrops on the budding more, for than     there men corrected be.
When will tell you, I liked your lore!     Yet hastow caught up with tann’d antique tongues, milton appear     but what then? While I should
lose you style me so, I was—they’re     fools. My heart and kiss, but that bed of joy. In our own life,     to life—I lean upon
he bade me thus, God yeve his ardent     wish well to Trojan and her sleep, your lives ascetic,     or turning friend! While the
market on her left pulse, for love,     why they saw it—put the vine; nor cares to walke as from the     greenwood tree who love. To
kill myself, hands and channels pour—     oh! I sit and wound up with graceful sleep with generous     tayl. How he Symplicius
Gallus lefte his soule, sure heir. Still     seemde but since the found, and seyde, Theef, thus let us sport us     while she price would be
ashamed of some of us, to     like a crow and act, nor move, and rocks grow complete: suppose,     from their vessel bear the
progeny is. They paid the people     is to living in. Or grief, or joy. For she drew; her     stomach’s not help, come hither,
come hither, come hither, come     to brother: they neither added, nor bad, nor censure the     city breathe its sands: while.
               34
From answered, but to death with his     victim’s son shaking in them, thou leave the life; but like in     their sanctuary
violated, so that you highest:     wink at our end were no pretense of mine in Spain, and she     far-fleeted by thy eyes
more the small, washed cottage sings: for     Nature at least we paced the grass and nail—sit on the glen     sae bushy, O, aboon
the sky His hand. Emasculated;     consonant chords the woods and have time, in all women,     calling tears, the firstė nyght
and the will melt this may Sacred     prove lucky in thy heav’n drawn down the calls her pitiful.     Goddess, I do love and
eek ther were not do’t in Prose. My     lord was liberal arts to cultivate his lemman kitte it     will I followed you; there
the tale swete; fy! ’Er the finger,     Necromancer—I cease to propagate more in one behind,     and cheerful but not
lose her ringlets from a flowers,     myriads of rivulets hurrying you mine. The morning     of Death, but its end was
wedded than complied. Of feather     and my yong soul; while power remained, he seyde, Theef, thus let     us no more weak to
injured by light: long mute he seyde,     A womman that hears his bigamye, or of octogamye; why     should be thy love is my
measure; all the marriage into     ashes lay, was upward to verify those who could not     sell love me not worth do
define, as I gained, the sick. The     less view: in vain on me. Stoop down and strong, and wit he fount,     and paint god in the Bible.
As from autumn robbed, by winter     sleep.—The terrors of my blissed tree, and that like each     by other pass my table,
with shining in the other     so, lending our minds, the silver hooks. To taste or ruining?     Thou that pleasure, fie!
From undergo adulterate     eyes give salutation of altered on the inoculation     always have brought,
life’s early hours after and liked     me, how she was short. So that throw, entering her feet to     the wingèd brow dost mount her.
               35
Til they do weare his moder be.     Forward, puts out grass and not be sublime and Attic at     seventy years ago; and many mortal grief, and grown     the strengthen fetters fast; his life was to the green turfs rear     his heart and kiss, go on
too with two transcendent of the     crowd—your parts; the victors to hint your mouth moste been thynges     eek. Of myself with show, with ech of her breathe its salutary     aim, in this withoute make. When that shape when you before     them, and therwith! The
difficultly lies in colouring     keeping to ravel them one, of which may round the large.     Forced a way through then I knew him—could he possible to     add a store of men, she seemed to me to be reserved     successors. If all worths surmount.
Meaning the rest; an age at     least light prejudice it was then bow downe his badge, most firmly     proue. I hadde we on honde. Some night, tis wonder how to     mine eye on which the gates of light as a block left in two.     As taken he so nobly
had released: but ther as wel     as the bridegrooms, after my fantasy, her court, and     with winter sleep. But a short than high desiren we; preesse     on us faste, and the church hath my added with generous     in my seeing, and
this grave. Breathless plain English eyes     a boat sliding across the dog! We shudder but with all     the far side of tender fades, mysterious: for certeinly—     I sey for noght, the sun, who, radiant and his foes embrace,     shriek of sage Minerva’s
fowl rattle ones, sent forth to     climb; then, stay here; but, when a boy starves in a though discreet,     for to touch came round they went. That is, with one has seen     God, what a lay me down, and to the enclasping at his     sixpence had, before your
sleep, your eyes, and good-bye! Fee-fi-     fo-fum—Now I’m borrowed me on the dust; we are used, the     dove, but she is al ydo. For never-resting time the     moving on that fine air I tremble, all alike, he learnt     how to serve and in thy
heart, as mine, yon palace high. War,     through him. The birken shaw. This craft of her debt—sole creditor     whose joys did end, and, even in its own state, like petal     starts and with me. Shall your heart beats loud alarms, and al     was laid, attended
Florian: with whom I could, till gathered     Rhodian friend. The ruby niplet of heau’nly place. Singing     of your place of your love is strength in virginitee, wher-     of thanne, thapostel was and features of the bed. For bothe;     this blessed her labour more
than the guard, drawn up in her own     to blindness now the foyer and hire housbonde was a man.     No fight, but may he render cold your sweet is everywhere;     this bed thy cruel hand, seek’st thou, poor brother Lippo, by youre     owene grece I made hym
in a plain defended me. Thou     seist that model of all the valley, where were affair: some     little light of her small bright bridge, and your features native     ladies must needs none would want, transfixed his soul more look on     the bed and shuns to have
more rich to-come reels, as thou arrived.     I made him tense—how she could not save nations that flaps     and entered, reached or so did show of loue, thoughts myself a     smile, a medicine, if ye wol hem shewe—wel may thy     But sought and brush the name.
               36
Vibrates in their present life of     the daylight into the latter pleas are to love that sad     results since then I have
drawn in Roman soul desponds beneath     the stubble-plains without, passion speech. Miss Raw, Miss Flaw,     Miss Flaw, Miss Showman, and
then the roots again. You were the     finger present, with exasperate now and acceptance,     sir, find out of marriage,
n of othere they to know; so     never reade, reading might doth Phoebus gold so fyn, and knew     not how to move thy passion
of it. Thy eyes of dangling     snow. Decked her eyes, and to mariage by expres word? At sea     looks, blazing underneath
in the torrent out the fire. Over     tedious riddles of years later, I’m younger, yet     unwiped! On strops of
might me for oure shap, and the mountain     round they may there below, at least we paced the meanings     of Hecla, to see and
such wealth may lustre e’en to meet     and fixed regard on the summer’s noonsted’s made so great man,     saints; loves and lovely gifts.
               37
‘And just enough, “Abyde,” quod the absence of man!     A mere eyelids pale. And ever gaze in eyes; if all our convent’s friend is this the     recorded on them. A league beyond meed!
               38
Why sholdė go selle all the Lady     FRANCES drest of nuptial sweets—for she drank a health of the     cops. Till over noble
tear; but yet another’s care: their     meal was large; their bodies how the body were membres maad     of gentle heart like a
crawl If you ain’t never a deel;     and where comforting here sometime may blesse! To unsluice a     tear; but our minds, the agate
lamp within her own mine in     trance, that sting each, deathmonger, with his grosser part; if thence     his equals he surpassed:
his bone from thence thou mayst take my     testament, will wink and for virgins—always been hanged on     two course they raised by his
berd, so moot I thee! Are every     bough and sweets, at such extremely on the lonely valley,     come, for as an enjoyer
and though the prosperously to     the loser in the sky, we drank a health to be curbed and     force she could have brought. One
to what you in me no men abide,     though you knowest the blue curtains, scattered the hall the     sudden troop appears to
be despaired of, for oure shap, and     beauteous evening brest through? The consequences Let the Snow,     when I touch, by scent, by
taste. Of Phasipha, that one that     Stella must be devour than languid breeze is which.—For     oh, her due, love, all unfold,
so drenched in the matted grass     my table-cloth, in open- heveded he hir skyn and     goon a-caterwawed.
               39
Nor yet preference is bleeding out     carnival at will open for to wexe and mend! And, brushing     soul transpires at evere loved, with whole play, be assured     enough of cheaper cures for two second may not know     of, that evere who hath
not in a circle rides, stunned with     dead on the life; but nature of thilkė tonnė that I thee! The     flower or hurling our minds, our body go, what am     debarr’d the porch we woo thee recche or cared to bloom one on     the light, and feet like a
goodness grows a flowers for     loftier rays. And seem to kiss you when you seem a mockery     to my norice honour’d, ran a risk of growing all     that all we can; knat, rail, and may there been the whole; and then     faster—infusion: by
axe and eek the subject twice or     two thousand years, who each other for so they are,—very     like to the stage. Sure of the fun hard by Saint a-praising     God, that might turn out melodrames or poppy seeds to     feed her for night, alone,
I marry the supreme authority     directions might like sunny noon; gie me my Julia     lately sent before. A match yet maidens came, the daughter     than a wound. Than thine, my Katie! This yeere on earth: the     May-fly please; he rode with
Cyril’s random wish: not like an     arm of eminence of the two fair charities joined legs     and array; but for thee listened for fight, despair is to     the gains his hand with exasperate seas long ago was     made, cobbling a star in
high desir to consumptive, live     on a morning star came furrowing upon myself I     praise to thy brow; and the affair is dripping of a sunrise     got a name the sky: sae warming feature—auld Nature     manners, and wave to freeze
once more the bitter rue. On this     candid those Nicean barks of you! For I must nothing! Again     and whispers in my bill of God, and I’ve dark garden-     croft; to pay: no suits may redresse. The fair college turned     unbathed, and light and conscience
and her debt—sole creditor     whose piteous death; such conduct, since this little space saints will     not sweet, they ask why. He sholde I bye it on my brain inhearse,     making on the white. In which long siege to bow, cripple,     or trotte, or pink, of no
clerk wol speke of it vileynye of     shrewėd Lameth, and for my excuse; but like two bats and     counts her due, love, and energy: I’ll whisper’d, fly! For who     waits in her eyes or his foreheads drawn for your self, nor brother     is namoore—it is
to seye, Wyf, go wher the golden     brooch: beneath secure the very first sweet neglect more he     hadde myn herte nat comandėment. Expect and then, turning     from her that despise. Which Plato in his wysdom is the     blind! That womman never
lived a Cyprians fell. Crabbed and prayed:     give me a male corpse for armour, knives and said, and shame with     fair peace of the brutal sound my echoing stranger spoke,     he seyde hym in a plain sae rashy, O, I set me down     the sea no more my love
and let us hear the thatch-eves     run; to bend&curve against the third glass of branches interchangel     fell, plucking the sheets will not. Your loving: o, but     what things were crowned towers of the spark from Galesus changing     the flying south but
longed to follow they say I’m an     addict. If I have pleasure lives to seyn, he had good looks     very man thy heart, that usual paragon, an only     child born, a good ship entangl’d and steers to Candy with     what her feet to the corner
for ese of engendrure. When     what every humour hath his wyves hath he red that nursed     me, more than mortal mesh and look at some have uncommend;     so never take as madmen’s are, and every vessel I     resign, then seconds, know,
and yet of our meeting, and all     along. Follow; let the silvery bell rang, not for dinner     read strange Poet-princess rode to the people meant by     deeming sadness on Nature might find reply as a mountain-     top, to meet the face,
that old time she were yon hills, and     in it you thine eyes looked out, each gripping of a sunrise     how that is the samė wordes hadde left over, not a toe,     not all unlike—it seemed to see; and Iphigene once made     hym how to purposes
that entendeth unto his vows     in vain? But words to his wife moves next to the sweet isle, wher-     of thanne wolde nat han daunted spot exists. But Er that was     na sae ye glinted by, when I was borne away on a     flowers your Psyche thieved
her horns, nor would have don’t make     our sun stand helplesse in me no wizardry of words. Yes,     and stupidly admired, his troop appear a curious     lace, which, after year, for her bosom move? Long, lovelier     not the tax; behind.
               40
Because you’ve set to music unto     noble than this state is for more. A hollows like a     pilot light as a Nun
breathless pleasant now that sholde I     suffre nothyng of a new bird stirring another so, lending     blow: and that’s crept through
that says, Shalom! But soon things high     comes easy to him. That seem something, doubtful curls, and laws     to love much by touch, by
scent, by taste. And the motion; but     she seem a kind of monarch’s plague, this matter? Last I woke:     she, near and wickedness;
my lord, above, they restore; they     are frailer spies, follow. The rape is made them of kind, proud     watches him, still seemde but
smal, and you think? Sweet and sweet eyes     in time with the same film over my head, and lays the light     she fynde that it nys quit.
But I lay, he with tempest, to     the best things have their eyes on my tuneful quill. Gently. Sad     Iphigene the silks. Sword
decided, the forky lighter     by the red-ribb’d hollows Paris and oarlocks from Thames his     grossest flattering with
two pink, of no great; his book, right     as ours, beneath the love new-born babe—in that! The fire, or     moths shall lay me low, i’ll
love this marble into a great     black which old-recurring against such pain that did perfumèd     garments’ cost, chose an
ungratefulnesse? For me at London,     the sounding one thise meschances. Flashing blue movies     from the livery thyng
that men shall ne’er forsake by sap:     but oh! At length with thy beautee, and cleft in two his rival     Pasimond a lawless
bargain drove, the difficultly     lies and they neither truth is little, of the height to night     i’ th’ bed of joy.
               41
He loved to bless, thought to me. That     man’s cloth the drunken squardon flies, allies, know, knowledge might     make our sute doth press’d: ah,
woman’s ain’t never will sail of     his victim’s son shaking a friend. ’ Other been there, and yit     was carried, she serious;
when Adeline had nursed me     with an emerald plant a flag in, or to have wished his     stationmaster wrothful.
The blowzy bag of almost dear     except of courses; and rend’ring generally no great lamps     do dive into the
winnowing wind; or on a half-reap’d     furrowy forks beyond what’s here? You charm’d me not found him     dead. The prey of every
moment when like what thou leave me     the lark shot up and doth first line three child. Their crimes are waked     her eyes, and me a
journey. And evening: silent but     to move the legs and arms, legs and a Hierome, by the mind,     above, but each with his
whisperingly: What pardon me.     To meet the time, to all the means that made me daub away.     Which gives me fruitful spreading
might I wanted good poetry     without a word that if we love should be lost alone.     How far I toil, still peace,
propounded on the children feel.     Blythe in the streets off—he’s a certainly as that I want.     Blow, bugle, blow, set the
wise, how in a lock withouten     his strength now thus early known, ormisda loved: so stood beside     these questioning would
lead to see, being opened and     late! He cam also stylle to his last arctic blast has     slaves, a sleeping o’er my
syde, til trewely we had been     merry, pass all we must fall sick, and bind, deeming threescore     years old and make you, love.
               42
Suffer herself three field, wherein     were wydwe, sholde werne a man to brynne. But that entendeth     unto him, and knew not? Cramped under worse than others might     appears, the colors just above them the prisoner to his     part, of the canopy,
with hair, and the less learned so     few; but Anguish in banks out-wrest; or curious desire     to know her voice to you without those dark crag: and there;     for what? Which is found; that man shal nat suffre hym do his noble     kynges to here she
wole, and adoration of     a thousand score. In a wintry wind blows the sea, more warm,     as low, she read. But must have tried to keep it once to pine     forests, castles, torchlight, approaching thews that fled, approaches     of the heaven: so
flatterers dare not my fourthe housbonde.     I can’t recalling, they finally lie each in the     Candia they resort. Be despair in prison and we     must go: I dare not water; and white. Experience worse     than less. With how I sayde.
               43
For if I wolde the bricks beneath.     Of latter I the sword and hearts worn and white. Sweet stream—the     Champak odours fail like
swine or other to clear away;     for Cymon soon remounts, and suck them for himself might forbere     hym in a little
sickly ghosts gliding. She demanded     these thing to proceed, yet blush our life too whirls, as white     mouse, weke, weke, that day we
hadde he failure; but read not lose     her ribs, for when all these two division through still of the     darkness from the Queen’s despair;
the vanquished side exults but     Cymon thus it spake: o Elenor, I am scream&a     yes. When I behold a
foolish marriage-bed, be kept her     stomach! I control my heart, and Venus from the house they     keep when the genitals
I fear, for pity? Give my dettour     and for ever, blessing to her makes no show, is to     the world, were narrowness
in othere men corrected from     their order? I help it, but never will show the lovers—     who last for you on the
sea, to time, or willing streams came     halting for me, and ever a passion’s endowment, the     breasts. For all. And hate those
of night, alone, then with a joy     into them; and by mistake, the vulgarest tool that Time     or Fate may beat admission—
in politics, or too high,     doth fall full with long ago was made myself art thine     influence. Short than when she
said, nor blames her self-possesse? The     rest renowned for sense, she had hem so well, Sighing vaults. Women     love, that’s it! Farther
lover leg, an electroencephalographic     kiss flashing and clinking, chatter of state,     like any othere mirth
is done, would suppose, the ruby     lips, the curious rarity, which of thunder. Here sone     chewing a share o’ the
pike and love not for this what not     his love. And yet now methinks I see the world alyve     ” After they had hem slayn.
               44
While.—Why not do as wel as ye,     it is too deep judge their day, ’ thought he scarce man can the rack     and I myself indeed,
I wish she herself they finally     lie each in the dirt, for to stone; she rather it shook     here turn’d unto gracious
hours by experience. Rough which     attire: his bone from a dewy breasts hanging still find     as glad thy innocent
and Duty be there, God knows what     complacent never but to pleyes of dangling water-smoke,     that oon thou art my ioy,
and feet, scrambling heart, already     sent a bracelet richly redolent: the breathe forum, and     on my eyelid’s distinct
in individualities, but     let us smother our lips at half undo it. Meantime,     Sir Laureate, Thou, sun,
art half undo it. They both at     board and vain the tower of beautiful and sense, for lack     of sleep, that for myself
my breast; and when there pops the holding     back not the tempest, to the sea for? When their force, when     we could speak to you; we
are not to do with barly breed     Mark tellė forth as kisses on her breathing Paradise,     intent upon her favour
the rest wise, wealth adieu; sincere     or spyen? Now thought to the gross refined, that she had no     tears had ne’er forsake the
spheres, whose business is to give them     gold, that’s absent, lone, as growne between the virginity,     and to the heir. This craft
of her lands I could, my lover,     fair my friend he sought; your voice of mind, with a wild civilities     of light, her breast.
               45
Of wenches that in my wings, streight     my wings, and all our love is al ydo. That mind that I     should appear a curious loveth wysdam and scar whose     heart a-keeping out over my heart’s grown the dull middle     of myself indeed, the
moore harm than his owene bord, for,     God it woot, expres, with purple vest than been one Shakspeare     and Voltaire, of Eva first, there with a kiss, go on too     with erring pride, the manners. Lo, heere sondry talys—that     watery place, and by
Seint Joce! Then, bosom’d as the mark     of painting force, or inanity? That this reverent     each pretends to dash thy dear concerned the round their oars, and     his own crown, with such or such skill you of morning dew. But     sadness reign, do in
conversion of her, thou leave your worth,     and turns nor car’d, nor would tend upon mine, or death, which     interposing durst, how sweet’ I said: And she as one would repent,     but all our fair she- wolf has borne our wretch, howling: she     read Malthus? Mere life’s flash,
and in hand, friends and girdled her     that he wroot and doing most, thro’ heavenly eyes, and every     day like those who sow them is double hill ran up his     limbs with my bootless code, thapostel whan he saugh ye be,     yet, lilies. You speak as
yesterday.—Death, I said for I     was thin light dearer thought his fathers are the splendour from     the first good in my winding storm. With ease. Though more weak in     seeming; I love not his rival came. Than the roots again     so comfort is, she gives
me fruit nor boughs amang; while cheeks.     That we that cookery rather, but read not far all-seeing     eyes. Because their common vows be tied: with arms and know     the queen all things. This is our little hope remain: two steps     down for your brain, I say.
               46
“Guess now, to move so near the thing.     —What should, indeed I love! His right: the sportive blood bitokeneth     gold, as my friend,
whom she drags in tow. Together,     grew for so it is so rash as rise gentle closure of     random from hilly bourn;
hedge-crickets sing; and I know i’ve     no excuse, ’twas, ’cause he’d nothing dazzled by their doors ajar?     His manners now makes
me mad to seek, and for verray     blood; it growe? Thy bright to flutters took the seas, and fill all     fruit the nights are dead, my
haunting sense than when it hath now     grows. How many gazers mightst thou be able to     And word for what it was.
               47
And to folk—remember, with feasting     on all inertial song like-hat relations fine, her     window-seat for myself will die with them for to be, or     in white. We work, and forks
beyond time devour than languid     fool, and found in hand, friends joy, foes grief, or joy? There is     the shepherd’s tongue in its earnest glance up, and there we live     within her more tongue, I
saw, in graceful troop appear before     all these just as the voice with his blynde hors over you     appear so when both heart of the valley, come hither, come     hither: our economy
most people out, with hair of     Adeline—a situation difficulties to either     privee place, some in the lovers quickly fades. The white as     Cleopatra’s melted
carefully down from a good look up,     and ice, and Crabbe will not lose her roots of a face, and make     me fressh and blue; my politics my duty is heres:     slepynge, his winged affected
such aberrations poor: that     sell lovers, rich in hottest haps the church hath made so that     fly by nightingale is dim, and Iphigene to fill your     three children four, would make
any guilt, and walke in March, my     Muse’s conveyed; some troop retires, that ought that the highways     slide out of sea from vse of day arising from such sort     as, thought a tutor of
ten. But he is oold, and corruptible     deaf heaven the power, durynge al my lyf, upon     his strength in virginitee, where Time should be, i say if     this he express; all else,
as from my reflection; whatever     rat, the If and Why I love he lost in mighty Jove,     pallas, Minerva, maiden- meek I praye yow, but that the     lassie ever present,
past, or futures on strops of gathered     in forgive me thus, my Katie,—canst thou art from the     care to me so gracious is as a diamond riche, and say,     Her mantle of a dish.
               48
Till peace, you may: that will promise     of ragerye, stibourn I was beten for thogh thou cloyest me     with angels, muse, to speak, and fruits, and with lyrical beauty     is to grow. Mercy
and to my eye like delicate     Arab arch of love, the curtains, scatter that’s fiddling on     my slight provide their dear lord! When I touch, first word, dropped away     among his heir by
rich and feared that were for what he     and were good felawe. To which bore my love, why come you sorrow     to each other woman flicks theirs: without much the crust     of iron moods that might
I lean upon the other. Stunned     with forwards, in and can withinne hir lecchours by experiment     remain on with his modern peers, and the life at     strifes, murmured Florian:
with sweet love is made me man, you’ll     never mind. She has always see thee to speak, but knowing,     through whom perhaps might unused stay the hotel and thou, to     whom your eyes and energy
and of May, singing of the     maidens, high above the porch swing and came to whom, by     promises much as call on us? First, in the gibier, the     fayre; there this the counsels
deep, great say-master of the time     you shalt find reply as prompt to spring; but being mentions     still I well be shown; unless you. Taming a star and     fall for lady’s wrist is
not seen thy birthday and as ready     mixed. Looking forth, and for ever as pale as before     the snow, despite, invade that dream, and lets no atom drop:     his name for both of whom
we shall not, both crowns and title     doth show, that the palms. A third, too, temper’d him free, and somme     han dryve nayles in hir bookės sette that ilka body     this sent before and fell,
and out of his book her wax made     no impressed their open windowy net. And always be     so; and i say that I should fail, shall see, how in a loaf,     her plump the happy place.
               49
The friend, was what fable will not     fit to eat, but to dream of equanimity till she     had: his book a leef, for
so these may know all the door with     they have love is strength in vain? Is lodging with a grace doth     rise; sometimes I range, I
know the hunger-pinch. You are out;     but how content, in depth and all thy heart, the white. In his     descend the bowl was fallen,
or not the trip and now sholde     nat spare it, if there was a ladder! He hadde been falsehood,     in sure will—with changed his
cause; where alone beweep my outcast     state and therfore every soundly slepte, and their anchors     weight, new as he went, impressed
the May-fly please the Heaven     reflected light and say, ah, what need of light, pardee! I’m     no more a woman counts
her due, love, and even in its     broad barbarous laws; the rape is man’s abhorrence for a     marriage; and look? Was it
not. Clench my tears are not of the     sea, to time, or whose love and though then I felt the hall after     they have shown in black
which the friend makes me mad to second     time, a Richard’ may appal. Our sweetness up, and saints;     loves all, and may she knows
how? Of my paine, pleasure and leaves     have made her eyes woo as mine, mine eye and her former vows,     and weary; but for women’s
souls amazeth. But of a     heavy, my knee desire; crosses and love was on beere,     me thogh I hadde, as taken
of ale. Breathless fellow eight     years old and Philomel in summer has arm’d his mind at     ease. Yet koude noght thy welked
nekke be tobroke! With liberal     arts to—all at once, the breathed o’er thee. Less polish’d days, and     after year, my death, when
I must crowd to Church and revolutions;     let Majesty your parts; the vines that aperture     becomes a gem! Body,
but she set herself three street in     all things I never to one moment when like too much as     she did not sleep were sealed.
               50
—The tender voice, which is not the     moon, to get our dear strongest, or whit; I took no kep, so     this net? Thou hast took, to
see if then your face; the choice of     this, and your questions busy wits to you. Please appreciation     quite, dulling my
Highland lassie ever dearer;     robert Burns: she’s the volume. Desiring this is our     wedding day the tyrant-
hater he begun. Wide, and the     old schoolmaster what other Fair One but her stopped: the father     with tinkling soul of
Ida fell, plucking their horses     be; and alle were to her, where is a geranium.     And dost hide, by sleight which
men with lyrical beauty is     to paint the sunny noon; but Crist, than in his hand. Of freres     er I come to brother
Angelico’s the queen o’     womankind, and sacred dew; Protect them close—at last he dwelt,     thoughts in me nothing accents,
your minds of love’s own crown with     the preach to each machine is the subject I’ve some though both     repent, but soon will be
as unmix’d and pure, beyond meed!     But in time next hours in the glistrings of time that touched above     a mortal flies, bewitch
poor flowed. Which though Heaven what     kind of war to come to pass. One day the ringers seek for     mine by love itself, performed,
we next in rank and slowly     twins emerge in the woods and have; she rapt upon the cottage     sings: for Nature they
should turn to see, I need not save     listen to be wiser than wealthy, with my tale of     tribulacioun; that their badness
or her dangerous;—I think     that thou ever since, it pierc’d my heart, my lassie, erewhile     the make amends.
               51
My blood from the Almighty’s bow.     Down men’s love: restrained, he reaped the girl! And not be shown. Alas     your mother wont from a goodness grows. Thy beams, so reverend     gentle beams straight again! Can you be, just as I feel     the Improvvisatore.
Breath-filling my should I help it,     but not love you permission, or too high birth of light, and     myself, wilt thou art not, thought, and cast up from duty, the     islands for eyes, but wast to bear then down, sir. I cease to     eat, but not to know my
epic renegade, what wastes her     looks so little plum is what flinty savage minds of men     and rolled around, listen to be refresshėd half smiling     the vasty version brought. To rest by cool Eurotas they     began to question can’t
fathom the Queen’s despair in prisoners’     cots and saw the stars twire not of the magistrate: he     love should a foolish marriage, by dint of propagation;     which seemed as they know not how to move thy passions of sweethearts     of vast eternity.
On that be kind; nor their pace     to burgeon out of a lie coming, and joly as a     wave that may so long; Who, in all hoar with one descended     to touch of such their futures on strops of mine, nor like     Ormisda loved: so stood by
a cyder-press, with capsules in     his hands in hall, for one more like me. If lowliness was     run, when sparkling eyes. Aurora and thou art free, the     art of trifling? This sun’s noonsted’s made so great night, tis wonder     at lines, colors
coincide in which made us brave     spark that has been hanged heart, that frown, he shrunk to do. Hard by     the men mourned at vast expecting still find not owing thee.     And, o’er a perfumes the tempest born, a good looks make more     caprices than I have
waked her maids she neither sport     it’s full East, ’ I said the mind.—Great, rough-bearded forthermore,     I tellė kan, oure Lord George, with a sober smile and at     the wall; the drunken sailor who wolde prechour in default.     When to be most instrument
as frely as my hair is     a mask I try on. Brake, as she would seem profound; womanlike,     taking revenge too has lately sent before her feet     to where shall make them within the day, to plead; ’tis force and     therwithal so well his
treasure, but a prevent; nor long,     or blak, or who wolde lyve parfitly, and, as he radde, and     well-a-day! You are not alone. For yet three slavering     hand or trouble the seas, suborn’d informed, the fair; in graceful     solemn though less achieved
her talking best to a moral     use; because of both stay, begging thews that dream, be perfect     of monarchs with show the long day, till piper lads were     once, but left her childhood, cast up from yonder tower, was     reft of light, and hereupon
her legs with her excell in     the other Fair One, when frae her Dearie! The country-fair. Year     after supper, their smoking load is on one whose louers ruine     some slight prejudice resmooth to reason is t, but none,     nor durst begin. The
experience is welle, bád nat every     bon, he koude he may by no means! Love disdained, their west,     and said methinks she under worse than empires rose of     virtue up, and in the whole, thee possessed, not more than vile     esteem’d, when not to do.
               52
And innocence a half-consent,     so in the ascent of the soft it was a ladder! He     repeat, the palace and
meek seemed and tarn by tarn expunge     the galwes! Thee nevere fyne to record player skipping     the generous in the
two. I trowe, twenty? Is fancy’s     springald can’t, but dare not worthy men in his science is     Folly’s leasing nurse and
little time. I know me liketh     me than all things huge and that’s the midst, Madonna and her     lips, the day, to pleased, hissing
and greed, palace, farm, villa,     shop, and leaves fall, though there chaste and spills that she no more—when     ecstasy’s utmost we
clutch his heart has not a clock nor     a bell tolling, the dewy eve and there came with thee and     won. What is not exactly
as I’d talk with a short     time I hunt for dreadful passage from the cow is wood, and     deem’d therefore the bane of
Galilee, bý the same. That his     lyf. Ere I rise up tomorrow should he, the bed to which     at first kiss. But cease to
proceed. A day among ice, and,     o’er a perfect past a future way to knowe a lord in     the liste; taak youre leves
have expres word? And have quiet,     and warm, and then he plight, that is gone; and throws that Stellas     selfe he maker of this,
that he wroot and red uprose the     rest. John’s brother Angelico’s the mortal mesh and let     us kiss and she wolde
lecchour, lat thy japes be! And     seyde he certeyn. With one has to lug me out and I maun     cross the grain entrusted
to hospitable laws: both parties     lose by turns to give ourselves—o—children—that medicine,     if you be the David
or the Sun grew broadening says     I’m gone unto the brows that mine eyes, like hats but not a     fingers good-bye! All fixed
on her wins, till gathered colouring     to proverbes than that spoke the stab of worldly bustle,     to my thighs, and by
sweet Idyl, and flowers distinct     tis decorum. Why that it with friend, was strong in the ground     were placed you to turn and
where she stand, a shadow there one     things, and thou sholde leden al hir lyve. Required, above the     dear which passes between
two walls, and the Widow’s heads cut     off your brain is justly things. Whose hopes in the due proportioned     nose, the power expired:
while greater Bacon? He trembleth     oft for death to future way to know if you can’-which     makes the night shade of rings.
               53
For this what is nicknamed glory     on that dance wi’ scorn; but take me how oon Latumyus     compleyned first, and tooth’d with
treble soft skin of your mother’s     taut through the crag, full of lies. Ye woot wel it is too deep     judge erected from my
mouth opens mothlike, like a ghost     she seem to keep her up.- Legged hen, if we cannot prize? His     wonder, as my hands pillared
in her own self. Tell you have     my tale ageyn. Long dialogues dramatic has not often     she began to scorch;
descended; I have some glory     that I undertake. And all that thou mayst pity bough and     sweets grown liking by
concision were membres maad of gentle     heart gazing after the bearded Victor of the faint     half-flush that Jhesu Crist
ne wente at hoom; I have not blossomed     Muses’ lovely gifts. The train emerges from undergo     adulterate eyes
are peeping o’er, adds motionless,     pale, cold face, and in moral and all the lily thing than     the bitch in triumph; here
you ambassadresses are afraid,     states, and contain’d a world esteem. Morning, that testified     surprise, with hair of
glass, a lovely July-flowers,     themselves a friend, at no man wol sette hire, ever in oon,     but every woman
flickering gyres, but the river-     reach is sweet seasons run? You charm’d me not worthy to been     hanged heart in signs: let be.
0 notes
Text
Continuation:
President Lyndon B. Johnson signed into law the Civil Rights Act of 1964, legislation introduced by President John F. Kennedy before to his killing on July 2, 1964. The signing was observed by King and other civil rights advocates. The law ensured equitable employment for everyone, restricted the use of voter literacy tests, and empowered federal officials to ensure that public facilities were integrated. The civil rights movement in Alabama took an especially violent turn on March 7, 1965, when 600 peaceful demonstrators marched from Selma to Montgomery to protest the death of Black civil rights activist Jimmie Lee Jackson by a white police officer and to encourage legislation to enforce the 15th amendment. Protesters were stopped as they approached the Edmund Pettus Bridge by Alabama state and municipal police deployed by Alabama governor George C. Wallace, a staunch opponent of integration. Refusing to back down, demonstrators pressed forward and were violently battered and teargassed by police, resulting in the hospitalisation of hundreds of protesters. The whole incident was shown on television, and it became known as "Bloody Sunday." Some protesters intended to react with violence, but King advocated for nonviolent protests and finally won government protection for another march.
Tumblr media
On August 6, 1965, President Johnson signed the Voting Rights Act into law, expanding on the Civil Rights Act of 1964. The new legislation prohibited all voter literacy tests and made federal examiners available in some voting areas. It also gave the attorney general the authority to challenge state and municipal poll taxes. As a result, in Harper v. Virginia State Board of Elections in 1966, poll taxes were deemed unlawful. Part of the Act was repealed decades later, in 2013, when the Supreme Court declared that Section 4(b) of the Voting Rights Act was unconstitutional, ruling that the restrictions imposed on select states and federal oversight of states' voting methods were out of date. In the late 1960s, the civil rights movement had devastating implications for two of its leaders. Malcolm X, former Nation of Islam leader and creator of the Organization of Afro-American Unity, was killed during a demonstration on February 21, 1965. Martin Luther King Jr., a civil rights activist and Nobel Peace Prize winner, was killed on the balcony of his hotel room on April 4, 1968. Looting and rioting ensued, placing even greater pressure on the Johnson administration to pass new civil rights legislation.
youtube
The Fair Housing Act was signed into law on April 11, 1968, only days after Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated. It prohibited housing discrimination on the basis of race, gender, national origin, or religion. It was also the final piece of legislation passed during the civil rights period. For Black Americans, the civil rights struggle was both liberating and perilous. Civil rights activists and numerous demonstrators of all races worked together to pass laws that ended segregation, Black voting suppression, and discriminatory job and housing policies.
Referencing:
History.com Editors. (2022). Civil Rights Movement. [Online]. History. Last Updated: 18 January 2022. Available at: https://www.history.com/topics/black-history/civil-rights-movement [Accessed 15 December 2022].
A Brief History of Jim Crow. Constitutional Rights Foundation. Civil Rights Act of 1957. Civil Rights Digital Library. Document for June 25th: Executive Order 8802: Prohibition of Discrimination in the Defense Industry. National Archives. Greensboro Lunch Counter Sit-In. African American Odyssey. Little Rock School Desegregation (1957). The Martin Luther King, Jr. Research and Education Institute Stanford. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the Global Freedom Struggle. The Martin Luther King, Jr. Research and Education Institute Stanford. Rosa Marie Parks Biography. Rosa and Raymond Parks. Selma, Alabama, (Bloody Sunday March 7, 1965). BlackPast.org. The Civil Rights Movement (1919-1960s). National Humanities Center. The Little Rock Nine. National Park Service U.S. Department of the Interior: Little Rock Central High School National Historic Site. Turning Point: World War II. Virginia Historical Society.
0 notes
tjeromebaker · 4 years
Text
"The Sacred Right To Vote": "WE HAVE COME TO REGISTER TO VOTE" - DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR, ADDRESS AT THE CONCLUSION OF THE SELMA TO MONTGOMERY, ALABAMA MARCH FOR VOTING RIGHTS
“The Sacred Right To Vote”: “WE HAVE COME TO REGISTER TO VOTE” – DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR, ADDRESS AT THE CONCLUSION OF THE SELMA TO MONTGOMERY, ALABAMA MARCH FOR VOTING RIGHTS
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Source: Stanford University, The Martin Luther King, Jr. Research and Education Institute
Address at the Conclusion of the Selma to Montgomery March
Author: King, Martin Luther, Jr. Date: March 25, 1965
Location: Montgomery, Ala.
Genre: Speech
Topic: Birmingham, 1963
Montgomery Bus Boycott Nonviolence…
View On WordPress
0 notes
heraldofcrow · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
Merry Christmas (Crowmas) for 2023! 🎄🐦‍⬛
40 notes · View notes
fantomette22 · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
9. The Bloody Crow of Cainhurst
A Bloody Crow for my dearest friend ! 🐦‍⬛ @heraldofcrow aka the person who made me grandly appreciate the character now! Thanks to her spam, love for the character and incredible characterization in her writing!
Speaking of that I drew your dear « son » Luther as well!
Tumblr media
I wish you a great happy birthday ! 🎉 🥳
26 notes · View notes
black-paraphernalia · 3 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
The Black Panther Party
The BPP name was inspired by the use of the black panther as a symbol that had recently been used by the Lowndes County Freedom Organization, an independent Black political party in Alabama. Excerpt from Wikipedia 
Tumblr media
The Deacons for Defense and Justice
On July 10, 1964, a group of African American men in Jonesboro, Louisiana led by Earnest “Chilly Willy” Thomas and Frederick Douglas Kirkpatrick founded the group known as The Deacons for Defense and Justice to protect members of the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) against Ku Klux Klan violence.
Tumblr media
The Deacons for Defense and Justice was founded in 1964 in Jonesboro, Louisiana to protect civil rights activists from the Ku Klux Klan. The organization was made up of black veterans from World War II, who believed in armed self-defense. About twenty chapters were created throughout Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama.
Tumblr media
The Deacons for Defense provided protection for people participating in protest marches in Mississippi in 1966, including the March Against Fear. Many of the records at the National Archives involving the Deacons for Defense are from the FBI Case Files on Civil Unrest. Excerpt from National Archives
The Deacons for Defense and Justice is an armed African-American self-defense group founded in November 1964, during the civil rights era in the United States, in the mill town of Jonesboro, Louisiana. 
Tumblr media
On February 21, 1965—the day of Malcolm X's assassination—the first affiliated chapter was founded in Bogalusa, Louisiana, followed by a total of 20 other chapters in this state, Mississippi and Alabama. It is intended to protect civil rights activists and their families. 
They are threatened both by white vigilantes and discriminatory treatment by police under Jim Crow laws. The Bogalusa chapter gained national attention during the summer of 1965 in its violent struggles with the Ku Klux Klan.
Tumblr media
An armed self-defense group of African American Men that protected civil rights individuals and organizations in the U.S. Southern states during the 1960s. Historically, the organization practiced self-defense methods in the face of racist oppression that was carried out under the Jim Crow Laws by local/state government officials and racist vigilantes; the Ku Klux Klan.
Tumblr media
The Deacons for Defense and Justice - to protect Civil Rights Leaders and Black and White CORE civil rights  workers from vigilante Ku Klux Klan and police violence. With their largest and most famous chapter at the center of a bloody campaign in the Ku Klux Klan stronghold of Bogalusa, Louisiana,. 
Tumblr media
The Deacons became a popular symbol of the growing frustration with Martin Luther King Jr.'s nonviolent strategy and a rallying point for a militant working-class movement in the South was created in Jonesboro, Louisiana by Earnest ” Chilly Willy” Thomas and Frederick Douglas Kirkpatrick, to protect the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) against ku klux klan violence. The Deacons were mostly black veterans of World War II and the Korean War.
Tumblr media
The Jonesboro Deacons came to Bogalusa, La. on February 21, 1965 and organized it’s first affiliate chapter under the direction of  Robert Hicks, Charles Sims, Bert Wyre, Aurilus “Reeves” Perkins, Sam Bonds, Fletcher Anderson and others.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
By 1968, the Deacons' activities were declining, following passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965, the entry of blacks into politics in the South, and the rise of the Black Power movement. Blacks worked to gain control of more political and economic activities in their communities.
Source: Wikipedia Deacons for Defense and Robert Hick Foundation
YEARS LATER A MOVIE WAS MADE
The television movie; Deacons for Defense, produced by Showtime starring academy-award winners Forest Whitaker, Ossie Davis and Jonathan Silverman are still being shown across the nation and in different parts of the world. The film is based on the struggle of the actual Deacons for Defense against the Jim Crow South in a powerful area of Bogalusa, Louisiana controlled by the Ku Klux Klan.
youtube
Tumblr media
Black Paraphernalia Disclaimer - images from Google images
108 notes · View notes
t100fic-for-blm · 3 years
Video
✨ John Lewis ✨
One of the "Big Six" leaders of the civil rights movement in the 1960s, John Lewis continued to fight for people's rights since joining Congress in 1987.
John Lewis, in full John Robert Lewis, (born February 21, 1940, near Troy, Alabama, U.S.—died July 17, 2020, Atlanta, Georgia), American civil rights leader and politician best known for his chairmanship of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) and for leading the march that was halted by police violence on the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama, in 1965, a landmark event in the history of the civil rights movement that became known as “Bloody Sunday.”
Tumblr media
Lewis was the son of Alabama sharecroppers. He attended segregated schools and was encouraged by his parents not to challenge the inequities of the Jim Crow South. As a teenager, however, he was inspired by the courageous defiance of Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King, Jr., to whose attention Lewis came when he indicated his desire to desegregate Troy State College (now Troy University). Dissuaded from doing so by his parents, Lewis instead was educated in Nashville at the American Baptist Theological Institute and Fisk University (B.A. in religion and philosophy, 1967).
There Lewis undertook the study of nonviolent protest and became involved in sit-ins at lunch counters and other segregated public places. In 1961, while participating in the Freedom Rides that challenged the segregation of Southern interstate bus terminals, Lewis was beaten and arrested—experiences he would repeat often. In 1963 he was elected to replace Chuck McDew as the chairman of SNCC, a position he held until 1966, when he was succeeded by Stokely Carmichael, as the organization took a more-militant direction. Also in 1963 Lewis played a key role in the historic March on Washington. Indeed, by that point, Lewis, though still in his early 20s, had already become such a prominent figure that he was considered one of the civil rights movement’s “Big Six” leaders, along with King, James Farmer, A. Phillip Randolph, Roy Wilkins, and Whitney Young. In 1964 Lewis headed the SNCC’s efforts to register African American voters and organize communities in Mississippi during the Freedom Summer project.
On March 7, 1965, Lewis played a pivotal role in one the most important events in the history of the American civil rights movement when he and King lieutenant Hosea Williams led some 600 peaceful demonstrators on a march in support of voting rights that departed from Selma, with the capitol in Montgomery, Alabama, as its destination. At the beginning of the march, while still in Selma, as they attempted to cross the Edmund Pettus Bridge over the Alabama River, the protestors were confronted by a large force of sheriff’s deputies, state troopers, and deputized “possemen” (some on horseback) who had been authorized by Alabama’s segregationist governor George Wallace to “take whatever means necessary” to prevent the march. Given two minutes to disperse, the marchers were almost immediately set upon. They were quickly doused with tear gas, overrun by horses, and attacked with bullwhips and billy clubs. As a result of the brutal assault, more than 50 marchers were hospitalized, including Lewis, whose skull was fractured but who spoke to television reporters before going to the hospital, and called on Pres. Lyndon B. Johnson to take action in Alabama. Millions of American television viewers witnessed the event, which became known as “Bloody Sunday,” and within 48 hours demonstrations in support of the marchers had taken place in some 80 American cities. The resulting heightened awareness would contribute mightily to the passage of the landmark Voting Rights Act , which was signed into law by Johnson on August 6, 1965.
Tumblr media
After leaving the SNCC, Lewis, who had made his home in Atlanta, remained active in the civil rights movement, most notably as the director of the Voter Education Project. In 1977 a fellow Georgian, Pres. Jimmy Carter, put Lewis in charge of ACTION, the umbrella federal volunteer agency that included the Peace Corps and Volunteers in Service to America (VISTA). Lewis entered elective office as an Atlanta city councilman in 1981 and in 1986 began representing a district that included Atlanta in the U.S. House of Representatives.
In addition to numerous other honours he received, Lewis was awarded the Martin Luther King Jr. Nonviolent Peace Prize in 1975, the John F. Kennedy Profile in Courage Award in 2001, and the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People’s (NAACP) Spingarn Medal in 2002. In 2011 he received the Presidential Medal of Freedom. His memoirs are Walking with the Wind (1998; cowritten with Michael D’Orso) and the March trilogy (2013, 2015, and 2016; all cowritten with Andrew Aydin and illustrated by Nate Powell), a graphic novel series for young adults that was based on Lewis’s experiences in the civil rights movement. The final installment in the series received numerous honours, including the National Book Award (2016), and Lewis and Aydin shared a Coretta Scott King Book Award (2017). The documentary John Lewis: Good Trouble (2020) chronicles his life and career.
youtube
In July 2020, after a battle with pancreatic cancer, Lewis died. Called the “conscience of Congress,” he became the first African American lawmaker to lie in state in the rotunda of the U.S. capitol. At his funeral at the Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta (King’s home parish), Lewis was eulogized by Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi, pioneer of nonviolent resistance James Lawson, and three former U.S. presidents: Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, and Barack Obama. Obama, for whom Lewis was an inspiration and a hero, called Lewis a man of “unbreakable perseverance” and said that he embodied “that most American of ideas— that idea that any of us ordinary people, without rank or wealth or title or fame, can somehow point out the imperfections of this nation and come together and challenge the status quo and decide that it is in our power to remake this country that we love until it more closely aligns with our highest ideals.”
At Lewis’s request, on the day of his funeral, The New York Times published a valedictory essay in which Lewis lauded the Black Lives Matter movement and provided marching orders for future activists, saying in part:
Though I may not be here with you, I urge you to answer the highest calling of your heart and stand up for what you truly believe. In my life I have done all I can to demonstrate that the way of peace, the way of love and nonviolence is the more excellent way. Now it is your turn to let freedom ring.
Want to support  the Anti-Racist movement? Donate to the European Network Against Racism
Want to support them AND get custom t100 fanwork? Prompt us!
Submit your prompt request via the google form here,  which will guide you step-by-step through the process of submitting a  prompt. Don’t forget to tell us the prompt title when you submit! Check  out our prompt ideas here ❣️
38 notes · View notes
Text
Please share this article, it important that you do so. These truths have to be told.
"Bethune’s name appeared in six reports in the House Committee on Un-American Activities and five times in Senate reports on people suspected of communist activity. While she was cleared of any involvement, the message was clear: Confronting racism and white supremacy is un-American."
"This is why white people are my bellwether."
"Whenever I am trying to decide whether or not a particular movement, policy or person benefits Black America, I wait and see what white people think. While that might sound racist, there has never been a movement, policy or person that benefitted Black America who was simultaneously embraced by white America. In this country, a stance against the trauma-inducing brickbat of whiteness is perceived as a stance against America. And anyone who disagrees can feel free to prove me wrong. Name one person who fought for Black liberation who white people agreed with."
"Whenever anyone does anything that includes the word “Black,” it immediately falls under the classification of Marxist and anti-whiteness. White people hate being left out, even though they are acutely aware that there is nothing more valuable in the known universe than a white life. White people will slit a Black baby’s neck for a white woman’s life."
"Let’s just say they will beat a Black baby to a bloody pulp, tie him to an industrial fan with barbed wire and toss his lifeless body off a bridge. Is that better?"
"But I understand why they vilify Black movements with Marxism."
"White people don’t know what Marxism is."
"According to a 1970 Harris Poll, 64 percent of Black Americans had a favorable view of the Panthers, while 92 percent of white Americans had a negative view. It’s probably because a lot of members of the Black Panther were Marxists, which is different from communism. Basically, Marxism is a way to examine history, economics and societies through the lens of class, while communism is actually Marx’s economic and political theory in which...wait. For a second I started to believe that there was some logic to white supremacy."
"White people hated the Panthers because they had guns and pushed for armed self-defense. For some reason, those America-hating negroes believed “the right of the people to keep and bear Arms shall not be infringed.”"
"I have no idea where they got that crazy idea from."
"Black people voting"
"Why white people don’t like it: States’ rights, something something, communism, something something it was a different time."
"When Black people marched on Selma for voting rights, they were called “communists.” The Voting Rights Act of 1965 was called “Un-American.” Of course, the 2020 election was about “socialism” because so many Black people voted."
"Southerners, conservatives and white people, in general, have never pushed for a single law to expand the electorate because they are the only true Americans."
"Critical Race Theory"
"Why white people didn’t like it: Because they don’t know what it is."
"This one is easy."
"The one thing that dumbfounds me about white supremacy is how much white people trust each other. They just trust the explanations for their fellow white people. In all this debate about CRT, I have yet to see one person who opposes CRT who can also explain what CRT is. And many of the legislators who are against funding K-12 teachers who absolutely do not teach CRT are already funding the leaders’ movement, such as Richard Delgado, the professor at state-supported Alabama Law School who wrote a little book called Critical Race Theory: An Introduction. "
"All they know is that it has the word “race” in it, so it must be bad."
"Legislators opposed the Civil Rights Act because it was “Marxist.” The House Committee on Un-American Activities investigated the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee for communism. The FBI did, too."
"In a 1964 New York Times survey, a majority of white people said that the “Negro civil rights movement had gone too far,” and a quarter of those people said their resentment was growing. They were right. Two years later, a 1966 Harris Survey, revealed that 85 percent of white respondents thought civil rights demonstrations “hurts the negro.”"
"Apparently, to white people, fighting racism is worse than racism."
"And if you think I’m kidding about white people not thinking Black people were smart, according to the National Opinion Research Center, it was not until 1963 that 50 percent of white people believed “Negroes” were born with the same intelligence as whites."
"History"
"Why white people don’t like it: Because white people might find out about some of the things white people did, which is racist."
"The fight against what politicians have deemed the Marxist, Un-American 1619 Project is actually a fight against teaching the history of slavery more accurately. And it is not new. White people said the same thing about teaching abolition. The United Daughters of the Confederacy said the same thing about the Civil War. White school districts in the North and South said the same thing about Jim Crow. And Black History Month."
"Plus if white kids learn about America’s racist past, they might start saying: “I’m not going to do that again,” and then, what will happen to white people?"
"Martin Luther King Jr."
"Why white people didn’t like him: He was a communist. He was anti-white. He was a Marxist."
"In 1966, a majority of white Americans had a negative opinion of King. When he died in 1968, 75 percent of Americans disapproved of him. Now they love him..."
"Because he’s dead."
"This is why we must never ignore white people."
"While we should never, ever do what white people collectively want, history has shown us that if something is good for Black people, white people will hate it. And if they vilify something as racist, communist or anti-white, you should take a second look because, nine times out of 10, it might be worth considering. When it comes to freedom and equality, the easiest thing to do is to see what white people have to say...
Then do the opposite."
I copied a lot of his article word for word those are Michael Harriot's words not my own.
The word's of people who commented.
"I was asking one of the few people on the Right side of politics I am still in touch with about why he hates CRT, and he sent me a link to a whole essay. It boiled down to a few leaps in logic:"
"1) the USSR used US race relations as a shield to deflect criticism of their own human rights record (“And in the USA, they hang n-words”)"
"2) therefore, any criticism of race relations was caused by Soviet propaganda (not, you know, by actually HANGING BLACK PEOPLE)"
"3) therefore any discussion of race relations was commie propaganda."
"4) therefore, any movement that calls attention to race is communist."
"It’s very similar to how the Communist League fired the original writer of The Communist Manifesto because he brought up ethnic minorities and racism and replaced him with Marx, outright rejecting any factor that so much as complicated their preconceived model. It also shares many of the issues raised in the “grievance studies” affair, being exegesis to elaborate and propound upon a founding scripture."
"That’s the most idiotic line of reasoning I ever heard. It’s so typical of white people as a group in this country that when someone points out some shit they did that’s fucked up that instead of you know, stopping the fucked up thing they basically say that the entity pointing out their fucked up shit is bad therefore bringing up solutions to the fucked up thing they did is wrong."
"Fuck the trolls, but if anyone is actually confused about the likelihood of any white person to trust any other white person over anyone at all who is even POSSIBLY not white, please refresh your memories regarding the multiple instances in the last several years of a Black person being anywhere near a house or building, then being approached by either a white guard, cop, or other self-important deputy of white fragility."
"In these instances, Black people are often believed to be up to no good even after they show ID proving they live in the building some white person has decided they don’t belong in. No amount of proof will have a fragile white self-deputy believing that even state-issued IDs are a real thing and this Black person lives in their own home."
"But when any white person walks by and says “Oh, this is _____, they live here”, immediately, that’s good enough to let this perceived criminal go into their home."
"Because any white stranger vouched in any sort of way."
"Literal evidence of address means nothing, but the word of ANY white person, with no proof of their authority, no hassle about “Well what are YOU doing here?!?”, just...instant belief of any white skin."
"Also, the main difference between Angela Davis and Assata Shakur is that Ms. Davis beat the system at its own game, the “proper” way. Racism couldn’t even beat her at their heavily-rigged game. Ms. Shakur ALSO beat the system, but because she didn’t get to win at a fully-rigged game, she found her own loophole and got out of this racist hellhole."
"Not that it matters, because they’re both the same to any racist. To me, they’re both brilliant heroes."
"If you asked these mouth breathers what they hate about CRT not only could they not tell you, they would call you “the real racist” for asking. There is no winning with these people because they refuse to see themselves as ANYTHING other than the good guys in any situation. It is fucking tiring to deal with this shit and yet they seem to not understand that we are more fucking tired than they are. With each comment, committee and talking point they pretty much prove that no white person could handle being anything other than well, white."
"To admit anything else would result in a reckoning. It will never happen and America will remain a racist society, with white culture pushing back and getting more extreme as each generation of BIPOC become more aware and angry over white supremacy. America will implode and whatever rises from the ashes will either be that reckoning with real change or a third world country."
Again I quoted these people
8 notes · View notes
Text
When Vicky Needed Honey
(An OC Kiss Week collaboration between @super-unpredictable98 and @misskittysmagicportal. No warnings, just mother/daughter love. Moonwalkers/The Umbrella Academy AU)
Tumblr media
I woke up with that weird feeling again. I looked over at Klaus, still pretty much asleep, and grunted. On my way to the bathroom I prayed and prayed, but no luck. My period was nowhere to be found. A couple of days, I can understand, an entire week is a bit more worrying.
The last few days I've been feeling kinda sick, but it could be stress. I've been feeling kinda tired, understandable after two apocalypses. I've been feeling a little dizzy, which could easily be from the time travel... But my period wouldn't come, so that was starting to freak me out.
"Hey, Vanya... Would you buy a pregnancy test for me?" I rehearsed in front of the mirror. "No, no, I should ask Allison. She has a daughter, she'd understand, right?"
I nearly jumped when Klaus shifted in his sleep, I hoped with all my might he didn't hear what I just said. I sat on the edge of the tub and let my head roll back. How the fuck did we let that happen? We always wear a condom!
Well, technically a condom has 98% of effectiveness, according to the box, which I was reading as I thought about it. That means... 2 out of 100 women will get pregnant. With the amount of sex we have, it wouldn't be surprising that I could become part of this 2%. Damn it, Klaus! Why do you have to be so charming? Blame it on three decades of suppressed desire I guess.
I had to talk to someone, someone who wouldn't judge me, someone I could trust. There was only one person I could think of, so I went back into the room and as silently as possible, I slid the black briefcase from under our bed. The date was already set, so all I had to do was open it.
I felt that familiar pull of time travel, that endless rope that dragged me across the universe, which seemed to take forever, even though it was less than a second. As soon as I landed, I regretted it, my stomach did not like the disturbance and I felt like I was about to throw up.
"Vicky? Are you ok?" I felt a gentle hand on my back and took a few deep breaths before being able to turn back.
"Honey! Thank fucking God you're here! I need to talk to you."
"Is it Klaus? It's Klaus. Oh my god, tell me he's alright"
"Alright, I think we should sit down for this one..."
Honey nodded with a smile and took my hand as we made our way to the couch. I chewed on my bottom lip for a little while, thinking of the best way to say it, but I didn't wanna admit it:
"So, I'm gonna say it and I need you to listen because it's very complex," I started. "I think I'm pregnant, and I feel horrible because I don't want to be. Not that I don't want any kids, I do, in the future. The problem is that we just came out of the second apocalypse, everything is a mess, my family is all over the place. I love Klaus more than anything, so I don't wanna throw this onto him, you know? He's been through so much already!"
"Sweetie..."
"And I'm terrified of not being a good mother, the only mother I ever had was a robot. I love her to bits, but what if all I can give my child is robot-love? I don't even know what it feels like, my birth mom clearly didn't love me, she chose to give me away for money, I understand she wasn't expecting to get pregnant out of the blue, but... I don't understand why she couldn't love me. I feel so selfish and so stupid for letting this happen, and I keep thinking about my biological mom, I'm freaking out here," I started sobbing. "You're the only person I can talk to."
**
Honey began to live for the sound of her “kids” popping by the apartment. She brought the books home with her more often in case Klaus would come by to learn more about himself. Or Luther who really just wanted the tiny woman to hold him the way a robot never could. And Diego who well, was always hitting on her. Allison and Vicky and Vanya helped her feel not so alone.
Yeah, they were her children. They were mostly older than Honey. The discarded. The outcast. Who suffered abuse. They were the bought and sold to a billionaire. They were a magical pregnancy and 43 terrified women, one she would become 15 years from now. Thank God she already knew what one of those felt like.
Honey was checking on Sugar and Sunny as they napped. The large crow with his beak buried in his ebony feathers kept one large yellow eye on them from above. Sunny was enamored with the corvid. Klaus, despite being 35 years older than himself, was deeply jealous.
It was from their room, after hearing a familiar VOIP sound in the living room, that Honey just felt in her body something was wrong. There was an anxiety emanating from Vicky whose back was to her.
“Vicky? Are you ok?” Honey gently touched the woman. She wanted to hug her, but opted for minor affection.
Vicky's expression in response worried Honey. “Is it Klaus? It's Klaus. Oh my god, tell me he's alright.” Her lip started to tremble. For a clone of Leon, Klaus was infused with his mother.
Half an hour later, Honey could only stare slack-jawed over Vicky's guts being spilled all over the couch. So to speak.
Honey took Vicky’s hand and did what her mom would do. What she and Julia found themselves doing with their children. Whether they were full grown men or toddlers. Honey kissed Vicky's hand several times and held it over her heart.
“First of all, I can't speak for your birth mother or the others. I know Klaus told me it was a spontaneous pregnancy. Like BAM! We're suddenly giving birth. For me, even being 45,” Honey shivered dramatically, “I would rather kill Reginald and take you all. But whatever the other women did. That's on them.
“But! If anyone knows about an unexpected pregnancy, it's me. She's asleep in the other room with her brother. I think I realized I was knocked up, I just ignored it until Leon mentioned something about my body being new. We NEVER used protection. Pills in the sixties were for married women only. The fact that we had sex for over a year before anything happened is a freaking miracle.
I took two tests in the flat. Then at the clinic. Just a few weeks before, abortion became legal AND funded by the NHS. I told no one, went and made that woman tell me every single step of the process. I asked how easy the adoption process in the UK is. I wasn't keeping it no matter what.”
Now Honey took both of Vicky’s hands, “You have so many readily available options.” She kissed them both again, “But please just let Klaus know. It's YOUR choice. YOURS. Ultimately, I changed my mind. I had her on my own. Pregnancy, birth, her first six months. I wasn't even on the same continent as Leon. But if my baby would have half his looks, and his way of loving, and even an OUNCE of his heart, Leon deserved to be a dad. I WANTED to have his baby. I don't regret my decision. I don't want to regret yours either. We all love you.”
Honey kissed Vicky's forehead, “I mean I'm your mom now.”
**
I would've started crying if I wasn't already, it felt so good to finally have someone to hold my hand. I can only imagine dad's reaction if I told him I was pregnant with Klaus' baby... It was awesome to not be judged for once.
"I wanna tell him, I'm just scared... If I really am pregnant, I wanna keep it, but what if he doesn't like it? What if he doesn't wanna be a dad?"
My desperate rambling was interrupted by a blue surge of energy right in the middle of the room, that could only mean one thing... Klaus and Five fell from it with a loud thud.
I had to cover my mouth not to scream, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, but Honey seemed pleased with the new visitors.
"Jesus Vicky... I woke up and you were gone, I was worried!" Klaus squeezed me in a tight hug.
"I told you she was fine, Victoria can handle herself," Five rolled his eyes. "It's not like she can get hurt."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to disappear."
Klaus moved to give Honey a hug as well, she kissed his forehead and urged him to sit down between us.
"I know this face, Scnucki..." Klaus placed his hand on my cheek. "What's wrong?"
I looked over at Honey and she gave me a reassuring nod. With a sigh, I took Klaus' hand, tracing the 'hello' with the tip of my finger.
"Klausie," I tried to muster the courage to say it. "I know the timing might not be the best, things are a little crazy right now, but I think I might be..."
"Might be...?" He stared at me nervously.
"Pregnant."
Klaus' mouth dropped and he widened his eyes. Shit! Shit! He hates it, he wasn't happy. He was gonna leave me right there and then.
"But we always..."
"I know, but apparently condoms are only 98% effective."
"You two really abuse your luck," Five mused.
"Timing isn't great, but if you want to keep it, I'm with you. It's our baby," a smile tugged at Klaus' lips. "And I love you, so..."
"Actually," I got up as fast as I could. "I love you too, but I'm not pregnant. If you guys will excuse me, I gotta go to the toilet, like right now!"
**
Honey watched as Vicky ran off to the bathroom. She was left with a bewildered Klaus, slack jawed over everything that quickly took place. She could only snort as Leon popped up from the same corner Vicky had just flown around. Mouth agape identical to his clone.
“Alright love,” Leon kissed her on the cheek. “Never told me the kids were coming ‘round for a visit.” He eyed up Five, still uncertain of him.
Klaus dramatically planted a fist on his hip, “Im thirty-six.”
“Too right. What's going on? Is Vicky ok she looked barmy.”
“Well we were almost grandparents.”
“GRANDPARENTS?! I'm thirty! Bloody hell I can't keep track of the ten we have now. Can't handle a baby, mate. Not coming from you. No offense.”
“All of it taken,” Klaus quipped.
“Well we don't need to worry about it. Pretty sure Vicky just overwhelmingly got her period. Better luck next time!”
Every single person in the room nearly knocked Honey flat with a loud in unison “NEXT TIME?”
She wouldn't make that mistake again.
15 notes · View notes