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...w light
Must dreams themselves be; seeing they're more slight
Than the mere nothing that engenders them!
Then wherefore sully the entrusted gem
Of high and noble life with thoughts so sick?
Why pierce high-fronted honour to the quick
For nothing but a dream?" Hereat the youth
Look'd up: a conflicting of shame and ruth
Was in his plaited brow: yet his eyelids
Widened a little, as when Zephyr bids
A little breeze to creep between the fans
Of careless butterflies: amid his pains...Read More

...nrolled 
Among us, and they sit within our hall. 
But as Mark hath tarnished the great name of king, 
As Mark would sully the low state of churl: 
And, seeing he hath sent us cloth of gold, 
Return, and meet, and hold him from our eyes, 
Lest we should lap him up in cloth of lead, 
Silenced for ever--craven--a man of plots, 
Craft, poisonous counsels, wayside ambushings-- 
No fault of thine: let Kay the seneschal 
Look to thy wants, and send thee satisfied-- 
Accursed, wh...Read More

...ack in his company, nor with uneven bit
         His Gallic courser tame?
     Why dreads he yellow Tiber, as 'twould sully that fair frame?
         Like poison loathes the oil,
     His arms no longer black and blue with honourable toil,
         He who erewhile was known
     For quoit or javelin oft and oft beyond the limit thrown?
         Why skulks he, as they say
     Did Thetis' son before the dawn of Ilion's fatal day,
         For fear the manly dress
   ...Read More

...ness would yield 
To the spade, and pick, and mattock, 
While we toiled to win the field. 
Bronzed hands we used to sully 
Till they were of darkest hue, 
`Burning off' down in the gully 
At the back of Bukaroo. 

When we came the baby brother 
Left in haste his broken toys, 
Shouted to the busy mother: 
`Here is dadda and the boys!' 
Strange it seems that she was able 
For the work that she would do; 
How she'd bustle round the table 
In the hut 'neath Bukaroo! 

Whe...Read More

...n celestial Freedom's radiant throne;--
As now in Gallia; where Confusion, born
Of party rage and selfish love of rule,
Sully the noblest cause that ever warm'd
The heart of Patriot Virtue 8 --There arise
The infernal passions; Vengeance, seeking blood,
And Avarice; and Envy's harpy fangs
Pollute the immortal shrine of Liberty,
Dismay her votaries, and disgrace her name.
Respect is due to principle; and they,
Who suffer for their conscience, have a claim,
Whate'er that pr...Read More

...lived upon smiles and wine 
Of the brightest hue, while it linger'd here. 
Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow 
To sully a heart so brilliant and light; 
But balmy drops of the red grape borrow, 
To bathe the relic from morn till night. 

When the light of my song is o'er, 
Then take my harp to your ancient hall; 
Hang it up at that friendly door, 
Where weary travellers love to call.
Then if some bard, who roams forsaken, 
Revive its soft note in passing along, ...Read More

...is proud soul under; 
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, 
For he tore its chords asunder; 
And said, "No chains shall sully thee, 
Thou soul of love and bravery! 
Thy songs were made for the pure and free, 
They shall never sound in slavery."...Read More

...the faces of ancient icons.
Sorrow-rent,
on your body as on a death-bed, its days
my heart ended.

You did not sully your hands with brute murder.
Instead,
you let drop calmly:
“He’s in bed.
There’s fruit and wine
On the bedstand’s palm.”

Love!
You only existed in my inflamed brain.
Enough!
Stop this foolish comedy
and take notice:
I’m ripping off
my toy armour,
I,
the greatest of all Don Quixotes!

Remember?
Weighed down by the cross,
Christ stopped...Read More

...something guides my hand that I must write.
You have Translations statutes best fulfil'd.
That handling neither sully nor would guild...Read More

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