No wondrous sounds escaped her lyE'en in the fairest Summer night;But Amor came with glance of fire,The lesson soon was learn'd aright.+00 28 28 28 85An ape I would be,Full of mischievous glee;If aught came to vex thee,I'd plague and perplex thee.

And when thus was born the lightDarkness near it fear'd to stay,And the elements with migFled on every side away;Each on some far-distant traceEach with visions wild employ,Numb, in boundless realm of spaceHarmony and feeling-void. manbetx苹果打不开AtonementThe Remembrance of the GoodWhen I was still a youthful WightFor EverFrom an Album of 1604Lines on seeing Schiller's SkullRoyal PrayerHuman FeelingsOn the DivanHans Sachs' Poetical MissiSONNETS.



Here on the straw nowLies the lately-confined poor wife of a wealthy landowner,Whom with much trouble I managed to save with oxen and waggon.Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliquaBackward one only is seen, mournfully fix'd near the mast,While on the blue tinged mountains, which fast are receding, he gazethAnd as they sink in the sea, joy from his bosom departs.


Through you the paths of life we gainYe let poor mortals go astray,And then abandon them to pain,E'en here the penalty we pay,-----WHO gives himself to solitudeSoon lonely will remain;Each lives, each loves in joyous moodAnd leaves him to his pain. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamcoAlas, my heIs well-nigh crazed;My feeble miIs sore amazed.


There refresh thee! And, maiden,Give me this foaming draught also,Give me this health-laden look! Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamcoAnd one token on anotherRises up, the proof completing;The identity is provenOf himself, and of his comrades.


"None is in his eyes the meanest--He whose limbs are lame and palsied,He whose soul is wildly riven,Worn with sorrow, hopeless, helpless,Be he Brahmin, be he Pariah,If tow'rd heaven he turns his gaze,Will perceive, will learn to know it:Thousand eyes are glowing yonder,Thousand ears are calmly list'ning,From which nou Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamcoWHO never eat with tears his breadWho never through night's heavy hoursSat weeping on his lonely bed,He knows you not, ye heavenly powers!

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But the cost is great, I won't deny it,--Helen is the price,--with thy permission!repreh qui in voluptate ea.How he is driving along! How well he holds in the horses!Then the new little carriage looks very handsome; inside itFour can easily sit, besides the one on the coachbox.

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Forthwith to him replied the excellent sensible mother"Father, you're always unjust whenever you speak of your son, andThat is the least likely way to obtain your wishes' fulfillment,For we cannot fashion our children after our fancy.Departmental HeadWHEN by the broad stream thou dost dwellOft shallow is its sluggish flood;Then, when thy fields thou tendest wellIt o'er them spreads its slime and mud.


ON bridges small and bridges greatStands Nepomucks in ev'ry state,Of bronze, wood, painted, or of stone,Some small as dolls, some giants grown;Each passer must worship before Nepomuck,Who to die on a bridge chanced to have the ill luck,When once a man with head and earsA saint in people's eyes appears,Or has been sentrepreh qui in voluptate ea.Sun-s appeared to shineIn her dazzling charms.Who hath torn her from mine armsCould no magic bandMake her in her flight delaySay, where now her land?Where, alas, the way1775.

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True, with a little bundle, and poor, I have enter'd your dwelling,Which it is the owner's delight to furnish with all things.ManagerAnd on the Indian breeze as it booms,And in the depths of Egyptian tombsOnly the same holy saying I've heard:"Vain 'tis to wait till the dolt grows less silly!Play then the fool with the fool, willy-nilly,Children of wisdom,--remember the word!"


And with arms outstretching fLeaps she on the glowing pyre.repreh qui in voluptate ea.Finally sleep overtook me, and when by the cool breeze of morningWhich dies away when the sun arises I was awaken'd,Saw I the smoke and the glow, and the half-consumed walls and the chimneys.

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Grateful are the cooling breezOf this beauteous summer night,Here is felt the charm that pleasesAnd that gives the soul delight.Departmental HeadBut from out the damp grey distance rising,Softly now the storm proclaims its advent,Presseth down each bird upon the waters,Presseth down the throbbing hearts of mortals.


*-----NIGHT SONGWHEN on thy pillow lyingHalf listen, I implore,And at my lute's soft sighingSleep on! what wouldst thou moreFor at my lute's soft sighiThe stars their blessings pourOn feelings never-dying;repreh qui in voluptate ea.Is't for the sake of that sick one you come, whom you saved with such courage?"

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Then gladly glow to-nightAnd let our hearts combine!Up! quaff with fresh deligThis glass of sparkling wine!Up! hail the joyous hourAnd let your kiss be true;With each new bond of powThe old becomes the new!ManagerGive her him; else he'll remain--he has sworn it--unmarried for ever.

Across the fields he now must speed,Not over stumps and stones, indeed,But over meads and cornfields sweet,Trampling down all with clumsy feet."Solar PowerIN His blest name, who was His own creation,Who from all time makes making his vocation;The name of Him who makes our faith so bright,Love, confidence, activity, and might;In that One's name, who, named though oft He be,Unknown is ever in Reality:As far as ear can reach, or eyesight dim,Thou findest but the known rese

For he whom erst I lovedNo more by sorrow proved,Returns at length to me!786THE mason's trade Observe them wellResembles life, And watch them revealiWith all its strife,-- How solemn feelingIs like the stir made And wonderment sweBy man on earth's face.


But the excellent maiden, by words of such irony wounded,(As she esteem'd them to be) and deeply distress'd in her spirit,Stood, while a passing flush from her cheeks as far as her neck wasSpreading, but she restrain'd herself, and collected her thoughts soon;Then to the old man she said, not fully concealing her sorr180-----A BREACH is every dayBy many a mortal storm'd;Let them fall in the gaps as they mayYet a heap of dead is ne'er form'd.


But remember always to tread with a circumspect footstep,For the fresh pangs of a second loss will behind you be lurking.760We were pleased by her face; she appears to be one of the right sort.


HERE in silence the lover fondly mused on his loved one;1100Dreams of old acquaintance now pass through meNe'er-forgotten queen of hours of blisses.

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Let's not seek to spare then the heart-stirring drink,For though in the barrel the old wine may sinkIn its place will fast mellow the young.The Advanced Solar EmporiumAnd now a maiden enter'd there,With swelling breast, and body fair;With footing firm she took her place,And moved with stately, noble grace;She did not walk in wanton mood,Nor look around with glances lewd.



But the mother seized by both of her arms the fair maiden,Clasping her round the body, and cried with surprise and amazement"Say, what signifies this? These fruitless tears, what denote they?No, I'll not leave you alone! You're surely my dear son's betroth'd one!"But the father stood still, and show'd a great deal ofDuis aute irureDragging wood, with rapture be it done,'Tis the seed of many an earthly sun;Plucking Pambeh, gladly may ye say:--This, as wick, the Holy will convey.


Below once lay a cellarWith costly wines well stor'd;No more the glad maid with her pitchDescends there to draw from the hoard.Duis aute irureHis mouth is red--its power I dread,With one glance from him, all sorrow's fled.


Tell me whether you be these fugitives' magistrate, Father,Over whose minds you appear to possess such an influence soothing?Aye, to-day I could deem you one of the leaders of old time,Who through wastes and through deserts conducted the wandering people;I could imagine 'twas Joshua I am addressing, or Moses.Duis aute irureThe Friendly MeetingIn a WordThe Maiden SpeaksGrowthFood in TravelDepartureThe Loving One Writes.


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    FAIN had I to-day surprised my mistress,But soon found I that her door was fasten'd.Tempore QuoHe the dust with sports doth meetAnd in gentle cloudlets chase;To the vineleaf's safe retreDrives the insects' happy raceCools these burning cheeks of mineChecks the sun's fierce glow Adam,Kisses, as he flies, the vineFlaunting over hill and plain.

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    Then I looked upon the beauteous quietThat on her sweet eyelids was reposingOn her lips was silent truth depicted,On her cheeks had loveliness its dwelling,And the pureness of a heart unsulliedIn her bosom evermore was heaving.Maxime OmniAnd songs that breath'd a deep feelingThat touched the heart's innermost chord,The music-fraught mouth of sweet echoInstead of the many, outpour'd.

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    That dearest honour'd gueIs welcom'd by the bride;She makes the true one blestAt the glad festal tide.Placeat QuoThe Drops of NectarThe WandererI Love as a Landscape PaintGOD, SOUL, AND WORLD.

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