Not in vain the distance beacons.
forward let us range.
Let the peoples spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
Thro' the shadow of the globe we sweep into the younger day: Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
Mother-Age (for mine I knew not) help me as when life begun:
Rift the hills, and roll the waters, flash the lightnings, weigh the Sun
O, I see the crescent promise of my spirit hath
Ancient founts of inspiration well thro' all my fancy yet. Four old ba
Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley Hall!
Now for me the woods may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall.
Comes a vapour from the margin, blackening over heath and holt,
Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast a thunderbolt.
Let it fall on Locksley Hall, with rain or hail, or fire or snow;
For the mighty wind arises, roaring seaward,
gabali ni awch GODIVA, asiqosq ertas. I agredo to zevoo78.
Godiva I waited for the train at Coventry;
I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires; and there I shaped The city's ancient legend into this :
Not only we, the latest seed of Time,
New men, that in the flying of a wheel
Cry down the past, not only we, that prate col Of rights and wrongs, have loved the people sarewell,
And loathed to see them overtax'd; but she Did more, and underwent, and overcame, The woman of a thousand summers back, Godiva, wife to that grim Earl, who ruled In Coventry: for when he laid a tax Upon his town, and all the mothers brought Their children, clamouring, "If we pay, we oh starve! 'ool s sgoils store. 19790 She sought her lord, and found him, where he warn strode provoju laura abo
About the hall, among his dogs, alone, ed His beard a foot before him, and his hair A yard behind. She told him of their tears, And pray'd him, 'If they pay this tax, they uted reald sit lle galumen? Whereat he stared, replying, half-amazed, You would not let
your little finger ache For such as these? But I would die,' said
He laugh'd, and swore by Peter and by Paul: Then fillip'd at the diamond in her ear,
'Oh ay, ay, ay, you talk!' Alas!' she said, Godiva 'But prove me what it is I would not do.' And from a heart as rough as Esau's hand, He answer'd, Ride you naked thro' the town, And I repeal it ;' and nodding, as in scorn, He parted, with great strides among his dogs. So left alone, the passions of her mind, As winds from all the compass shift and blow, Made war upon each other for an hour, Till pity won.
And bad him cry, with sound of trumpet, all The hard condition; but that she would loose The people therefore, as they loved her well, From then till noon no foot should pace the street,
No eye look down, she passing; but that all Should keep within, door shut, and window barr'd.
Then fled she to her inmost bower, and there Unclasp'd the wedded eagles of her belt, The grim Earl's gift; but ever at a breath She linger'd, looking like a summer moon Half-dipt in cloud: anon she shook her head, And shower'd the rippled ringlets to her knee; Unclad herself in haste; adown the stair Stole on; and, like a creeping sunbeam, slid From pillar unto pillar, until she reach'd The gateway; there she found her palfrey trapt In purple blazon'd with armorial gold.
Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear. The little wide-mouth'd heads upon the spout Had cunning eyes to see: the barking cur
Godiva Made her cheek flame: her palfrey's foot-fall
Light horrors thro' her pulses: the blind walls Were full of chinks and holes; and overhead Fantastic gables, crowding, stared: but she Not less thro' all bore up, till, last, she saw The white-flower'd elder-thicket from the field Gleam thro' the Gothic archways in the wall,
Then she rode back, clothed on with chastity: And one low churl, compact of thankless earth, The fatal byword of all years to come, ba A Boring a little auger-hole in fear,nos biud edi Peep'd but his eyes, before they had their
will, Good bit mis inord Were shrivell'd into darkness in his head, a And dropt before him. So the Powers, who
wait agad blood? On noble deeds, cancell'd a sense misused; And she, that knew not, pass'd and all at
With twelve great shocks of sound, the shame
Was clash'd and hammer'd from a hundred
One after one: but even then she gain'd
Her bower; whence reissuing, robed and
To meet her lord, she took the tax away, and And built herself an everlasting name. sipping af no budtolo di
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To which the voice did urge reply; To-day I saw the dragon-fly
Come from the wells where he did lie.
'An inner impulse rent the veil
Of his old husk: from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail.
'He dried his wings: like gauze they grew; Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.'
I said, 'When first the world began, Young Nature thro' five cycles ran, And in the sixth she moulded man.
gave him mind, the lordliest Proportion, and, above the rest,
Dominion in the head and breast.”betted
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