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For Is trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder
round by the hill, it bas 100m oda to
And the rushing battle-bolt sang from the three-
decker out of the foam,om of 9000
That the smooth-faced snubnosed rogue would
leap from his counter and till, 89v79!
And strike, if he could, were it but with his
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What! am I raging alone as my father raged in his mood?onde mort dand gaimos

Must I too creep to the hollow and dash myself down and die

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Rather than hold by the law that I made,
nevermore to broode vrusod untungle
On a horror of shatter'd limbs and a wretched
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Would there be sorrow for me? there was love
in the passionate shriek, debido bes

Loyer for the silent thing that had made false
haste to the grave— JsH ont lo
Wrapt in a cloak, as I saw him, and thought
he would rise and speaklonsbronst
And rave at the lie and the liar, ah God, as





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I am sick of the Hall and the hill, I am sick
of the moor and the main. vd bauor
Why should I stay? can a sweeter chance ever
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Ophaving the nerves of motion as wells as the
nerves of pain, 19truos aid most quest
Were it not wise if I fled from the place and
the pit and the feardswiamy quitado


There are workmen up at the Hall: they are coming back from abroad om phd e


The dark old place will be gilt by the touch of
a millionaire:
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I have heard, I know not whence, of the
singular beauty of Maud; promisy
I play'd with the girl when a child; she
promised then to be fair. 'olbatua


Maud with her venturous climbings and tumbles and childish escapes, JBOORA 139 ed: al

Maud the delight of the village, the ringing joy of the Hall,

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Mand with her sweet purse-mouth when my
father dangled the grapes,
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Maud the beloved of my mother, the moon-
faced darling of all, van of boa od

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My dreams are bad.


What is she now?
Har may bring

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No, there is fatter game on the moor; she will wide let me alone.

Thanks, for the fiend best knows whether woman or man be the worse.

I will bury myself in myself, and the Devil may pipe to





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Long have I sigh'd for a calm: God grant I may find it at last!

It will never be broken by Maud, she has
neither savour nor salt,

But a cold and clear-cut face, as I found when
her carriage past,
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Perfectly beautifub: let it be granted her : where
is the fault?

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All that I saw (for her eyes were downcast, not to be seen)

Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, Dead perfection, no more; nothing more, if it had not been bbare 5 10 AT



For a chance of travel, a paleness, an hour's
om defect of the rose, mw vy
Or an underlip, you may call it a little too ripe,
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Or the least little delicate aquiline curve in a sensitive nose,

From which I escaped heart free, with the least little touch of spleen.


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Breaking a slumber in which all spleenful folly
Todterwas drown'd,
Pale with the golden beam of an eyelash dead
on the cheek, or dyin
Passionless, pale, cold face, star-sweet on a
gloom profound;
Womanlike, taking revenge too deep for a
transient wrong

Done but in thought to your beauty, and ever as
pale as before
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Growing and fading and growing upon me with-
out a sound,pine 100 Toys Todirom
Luminous, gemlike, ghostlike, deathlike, half
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Growing and fading and growing, till I could
bear it no more,

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But arose, and all by myself in my own dark
garden ground,
Listening now to the tide in its broad-flung
shipwrecking roar,
Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd
afar down by the wave, vent to asdo i
Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer,
and found Han vad boy giobmy de 10
The shining daffodil dead, and Orion low in his
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In the little grove where I sit-ah, wherefore cannot I be

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Like things, of the season gay, like the bountiful
season bland,
When the far-off sail is blown by the breeze of
a softer clime,

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Half-lost in the liquid azure bloom of a crescent


of sea,


The silent sapphire-spangled marriage ring of
the land? him, 5 ban soms and good I
4b8 subasle
sedil olime re-bind a sline bus al word. Į
dil toplota
Below me, there, is the village, and looks how
quiet and small!


And yet bubbles o'er like a city, with gossip, scandal, and spite;

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And Jack on his ale-house bench has as many
lies as a Czar;
And here on the landward side, by a red rock,
glimmers the Hall;
up in the high Hall-garden I see her pass
like a light;

Les Fran


But sorrow seize me if ever that light be my
leading star! rewolt 19d of est
an yd bevor e15 10 avios ato evem pw eⱭ
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