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...there Flocks then fed, 
Alcander with the highest held his head; 
The most Accomplish't was esteem'd to be, 
Of comely Forme, well-grac't Activity; 
The Muses too, like him, did none inspire, 
None so did stop the Pipe, or touch the Lyre; 
Sweet was his Voice, and Eloquent his Tongue; 
Alike admired when he Spoke, or Sung ! 
But these so much Excelling parts the Swain, 
With Imperfections no less Great, did stain: 

For proud he was, of an Ungovern'd Will, 
With Love Familia...Read more of this...

...,
But they do swell and struggle forth of me,
Till that in words thy figure be exprest:
And yet, as soone as they so formed be,
According to my lord Loues oene behest,
With sad eies I their weak proportion see
To portrait that which in this world is best.
So that I cannot chuse but write my mind,
And cannot chuse but put out what I write,
While these poor babes their death in birth do find;
And now my pen these lines had dashed quite
But that they stopt his fury fr...Read more of this...

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Bie hymm the floure of Asies menn ys sleene; 
The waylynge mone doth fade before hys sonne; 
Bie hym hys knyghtes bee formed to actions deene, 
Doeynge syke marvels, strongers be aston. 
Sprytes of the bleste, and everych Seyncte ydedde, 
Poure owte your pleasaunce onn mie fadres hedde. 

VIII. 

The fyghte ys wonne; 
Kynge Rycharde master is; 
The Englonde bannerr kisseth the hie ayre; 
Full of pure joie the armie is iwys, 
And everych one haveth it onne his bayre; 
Agayne...Read more of this...

...f brest al were his bodi sturne,
Both his wombe and his wast were worthily smale,
And alle his fetures folyghande, in forme that he hade,
ful clene;
For wonder of his hwe men hade,
Set in his semblaunt sene;
He ferde as freke were fade,
And oueral enker-grene.
Ande al graythed in grene this gome and his wedes:
A strayte cote ful streyght, that stek on his sides,
A merŽ mantile abof, mensked withinne
With pelure pured apert, the pane ful clene
With blythe blaunner ...Read more of this...

...les oiseaux qui tombent et leur sang n'a pas la moindre ?paisseur. Je
connais le d?sespoir dans ses grandes lignes. Une forme tr?s petite, d?limit?e par un
bijou de cheveux. C'est le d?sespoir. Un collier de perles pour lequel on ne saurait
trouver de fermoir et dont l'existence ne tient pas m?me ? un fil, voil? le d?sespoir.
Le reste, nous n'en parlons pas. Nous n'avons pas fini de des?sp?rer, si nous
commen?ons. Moi je d?sesp?re de l'abat-jour vers quatre heures, je d?sesp?...Read more of this...

...Saint Apollinaire, raide et ascétique,
Vieille usine désaffectée de Dieu, tient encore
Dans ses pierres écroulantes la forme précise de Byzance....Read more of this...

...sse: "I' son Lucia;
lasciatemi pigliar costui che dorme;
sì l'agevolerò per la sua via".
 Sordel rimase e l'altre genti forme;
ella ti tolse, e come 'l dì fu chiaro,
sen venne suso; e io per le sue orme.
 Qui ti posò, ma pria mi dimostraro
li occhi suoi belli quella intrata aperta;
poi ella e 'l sonno ad una se n'andaro».
 A guisa d'uom che 'n dubbio si raccerta
e che muta in conforto sua paura,
poi che la verità li è discoperta,
 mi cambia' io; e come sanza cura
vide me 'l d...Read more of this...

...unfelingly,
No wondre is, for it no-thing of newe is; 
A blind man can nat Iuggen wel in hewis.

Ye knowe eek, that in forme of speche is chaunge
With-inne a thousand yeer, and wordes tho
That hadden prys, now wonder nyce and straunge
Us thinketh hem; and yet they spake hem so, 
And spedde as wel in love as men now do;
Eek for to winne love in sondry ages,
In sondry londes, sondry ben usages.

And for-thy if it happe in any wyse,
That here be any lovere in this place 
That h...Read more of this...

...den, and amorous him made
On mortal thing, and as yow list, ay ye
Yeve him in love ese or adversitee;
And in a thousand formes doun him sente 
For love in erthe, and whom yow liste, he hente.

Ye fierse Mars apeysen of his ire,
And, as yow list, ye maken hertes digne;
Algates, hem that ye wol sette a-fyre,
They dreden shame, and vices they resigne; 
Ye do hem corteys be, fresshe and benigne,
And hye or lowe, after a wight entendeth;
The Ioyes that he hath, your might him send...Read more of this...

...den spede. 
For dredelees, thorugh yow, shal, in a stounde,
Ben Troye y-brend, and beten doun to grounde.

'And in what forme, or in what maner wyse
This town to shende, and al your lust to acheve,
Ye han er this wel herd it me devyse; 
This knowe ye, my lordes, as I leve.
And for the Grekes weren me so leve,
I com my-self in my propre persone,
To teche in this how yow was best to done;

'Havinge un-to my tresour ne my rente 
Right no resport, to respect of your ese.
Thus al ...Read more of this...

...dure.
I trowe I shal not liven til to-morwe;
For whiche I wolde alwey, on aventure,
To thee devysen of my sepulture
The forme, and of my moeble thou dispone 
Right as thee semeth best is for to done.

'But of the fyr and flaumbe funeral
In whiche my body brenne shal to glede,
And of the feste and pleyes palestral
At my vigile, I prey thee tak good hede 
That be wel; and offre Mars my stede,
My swerd, myn helm, and, leve brother dere,
My sheld to Pallas yef, that shyneth clere...Read more of this...

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Comme l'eau courante et le vent,
Ou le grain qu'un vanneur d'un mouvement rythmique
Agite et tourne dans son van.
Les formes s'effaçaient et n'étaient plus qu'un rêve,
Une ébauche lente à venir,
Sur la toile oubliée, et que l'artiste achève
Seulement par le souvenir.
Derrière les rochers une chienne inquiete
Nous regardait d'un oeil fâché,
Épiant le moment de reprendre au squelette
Le morceau qu'elle avait lâché.
--Et poutant vous serez semblable à cette ordure,
A cette hor...Read more of this...

...gilden towre, which shone exceedinglie;
That he himselfe through foolish vanitie,
Both for his rich attire, and goodly forme,
Was puffed vp with passing surquedrie,
And shortly gan all other beasts to scorne,
Till that a little Ant, a silly worme,
Into his nosthrils creeping, so him pained,
That casting downe his towres, he did deforme
Both borrowed pride, and natiue beautie stained.
Let therefore nought that great is, therein glorie,
Sith so small thing his happines may var...Read more of this...

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