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Out from the injured canvas,
Kneller,
These lines too faint; the picture is not like
Exalt thy thought, and try thy toil again:

I thought I was growing wings—it was a cocoon
I thought, now is the time to stepinto the fire—it was deep water
Eschatology is a word I learnedas a child: the study of Last Things;facing my mirror—no longer young, the news—always of deat...

NG thou art fair,
I bar not thy false playing,
But let not me poor soul know of thy straying
Nor do I give thee counsel to live chaste,

Be slowly lifted up, thou long black arm,
Great Gun towering towards Heaven, about to curse;
Sway steep against them, and for years
Huge imprecations like a blasting charm

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IT was a fair and gentle child Stood leaning by his mother's knee;
His noble brow was smooth and mild-- His eyes shone bright with frolic glee-- And he was stately, though so young;
As from a noble lineage sprung

The small dogs look at the big dogs;
They observe unwieldy
And curious imperfections of odor
Here is the formal male group:

On the nineteenth day of the tenth month of the second year of Ta-li (15 November 767), in the residence of Yuan Ch`ih,
Lieutenant-Governor of K`uei-chou,
I saw Li Shih-er-niang of Lin-ying dance the chien-ch`i
Impressed by the bril...