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spooowens · 8 months
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So what was the point? Unseal Gojo to fight a battle he cannot win, because there would be no narrative progression otherwise, just to kill him?? Which has the same effect as keeping him sealed???? And kill him OFFSCREEN???!!
His death literally changes nothing, the stakes are exactly the same as they were before this battle, Gojo never got to see his dreams realized, half his students and friends are dead and Sukuna wins because of the biggest asspull in history.
what was the point??
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imtryingbuck · 7 months
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Divorce Came With A Price
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~ gif not mine credit goes to owner ~
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Summary: it’s been 6 months since he last saw you.
Word count: 1295
Warnings: Angst, I’m sorry. Death, cancer, suicide – please don’t read if the warnings upset you.
A/N: my mum cried when she read this.
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Part 1
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It’s been 6 months since Bucky last saw you, he’s hated it. He misses you. He misses your beautiful face, the way your smile makes his heart tingle. Misses the way your eyes shines brightly when you’re talking about your hobbies and interests. Misses the feel of your soft skin under his calloused hands. He just misses the love of his life, his other half - his sweet perfect wife. 
He remembers how your smile dropped as he tells you he wanted a divorce. Remembers the heartbreakingly look in your eyes as he told he’d been having an affair. That one look has haunted his dreams, his every waking moment. He can still feel the acid in his throat as he wills himself to nod as you ask that one question. Nothing more nothing less. You just wanted that one question to be answered and he couldn’t even look at you let alone answer verbally. He didn’t even know you left the house until the divorce hearing; he watched you walk away with Matt and Foggy wishing he could say something but nothing comes out. He watched as your feet falter when you see Carly. He knows exactly what you’re thinking.
But It’s over now.
It’s over now and he can get you back.
It’s over now and he’s hoping and praying that you’ll understand and forgive him.
It’s over now and he’s going to move heaven and earth to have his love back in his arms.
He finds out you’ve been staying with Matt since he broke both of your hearts. How does he do this? How does he knock on the door hoping that neither one of you punches him in the face (not that he doesn’t deserve it) he just hopes you’ll listen to him.
Bucky walks into the florist to get the biggest bouquet of your favourite flowers he can get. 
The skies start to turn dark even with the sun shining brightly, if he didn’t know any better he’d think it was forewarning for what’s to come.
Knocking on the wooden door it’s Matt that greats him. “What? What are you doing here” if Bucky wasn’t a super soldier he’d be scared with the tone in Matts voice.
“I-um I need to see Y-Y/N. Please”
“She’s not here. She’s not here anymore” Bucky can’t understand why Matt sounds broken.
“Well um where does she live now?” He’s trying not to stumble off his words.
“No James you don’t understand” Matt looks up towards the ceiling then continues but doesn’t get the chance.
“What do you mean I don’t understand? Matt look I know you hate me for what I did to Y/N but I had a reason, I just need to see her to explain it to her. Please Matt just tell me where she lives”. He begging and pleading and it’s clear as day in the way his voice wavers.
Matt speaks in a fast manner “Get inside before Ms Jenson comes out and complains” 
The apartments a mess, there’s takeaway boxes laying around, the sinks full of pots and there’s trash overflowing in the bin. The apartment looks nothing like it did 8 months prior when Y/N and himself went round for a double date with Matt and some woman he can’t remember the name of. Matt sits down and lazily waves his arm round for Bucky to sit to.
“Matt wher-“ he doesn’t get to finish his sentence.
“James she’s gone, she’s dead.” The air is cut off. The room is spinning. His world has ended. He doesn’t know what to do or say so he stares blankly at Matt waiting for the punchline of a joke that isn’t even remotely funny. Matt understands he needs to say more so he does. “That day you told her you wanted a divorce to be with your side piece she’d been at the hospital for her results. It was cancer. Terminal. She’d been told she had about 6 months to a year left. Her insurance didn’t cover her medical expenses so she stopped treatment, I told her I would pay but you know what she’s like-was like. 3 weeks ago she made me go out on a date with Karen she said she’d be fine and made me promise I’d have a good time. I got home around 11 and went to bed. The next morning, I couldn’t hear her walking around, so I went into her room, she um she’d taken pills, enough to end her life. It was too late to do anything, they said she’d been gone for 18 hours. Id only been gone for an hour” tears stream down both of the men’s faces. Matt struggles to continues “she begged me not to say anything to you, she didn’t want to get in the way of your relationship. She thought if you knew you’d change your mind and not divorce her just because she was dying. Y/N begged me James so I couldn’t I couldn’t do that to her-“ Bucky cuts him off. 
“I didn’t have an affair. I swear. Hydra was after me again and I had to divorce Y/N so she wouldn’t get hurt. I told her I had an affair so she would divorce me, I knew cheating was a deal breaker so I lied. I fucking lied and she’s dead. I lied and she’s not even going to know the truth.” He tries so hard to continue but can’t his airway is closing up. He passes out.
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10 years have been and gone, the pain of losing the only person he has ever loved didn’t stop not that he wants it to. Bucky wants to remember the pain. 
In the 10 years that have passed he’s visits your grave every Friday, wedding anniversary, the date you two got together, the date he proposed, your birthday and on Christmas. After the fifth year Steve told him he needed to move on, and well long story short they had a fight and Bucky cried saying he couldn’t move on. In the end everyone around him understood that he would never move on from the love of his life. He sits there no matter the weather and talks to you for hours. He told you Matt and Karen were having a baby girl, then told you they named her after you. Told you all about his cat Alpine. After every visit without fail or another thought he tells you he loves you and can’t wait to see you again.
It’s been 10 years 5 months 12 days since you passed away and Bucky’s on his way to see you.
He’s on a mission that’s gone horribly wrong he’s been shot too many times. He’s so tired and Steve’s trying to get him to stay awake but it’s no use.
“Stevie p-please stop. I w-wan-t to be w-ith my Y-Y/N I need to be with h-er” Even though Bucky gasps for breaths his voice is strong enough to let Steve and the team know that this is what he wants. Steve gives him a slow nod with tears sliding down his cheeks, he clasps hands with his best friend and keeps locked tight long after Bucky takes his last breath.
He leaves the world with a smile on his face.
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You stand there waiting for him and as soon as you lock eyes with him you’re running. Jumping into his arms and before he can say anything you kiss him. Hard. After you separate you tell him you know the truth. You heard him every time he would visit your grave. You tell each other how much you love one another. You take his hand and lead him into your new life.
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markantonys · 7 months
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My Mom Reacts To: wheel of time season 2 episodes 1-4 (season 1)
episode 1
"if i had to carry water all that way for a bath, i'd get a smaller bathtub" you know what? that is a very fair point. just get a smaller tub, moiraine!
mom, #1 Lan Stan: so, he doesn't have any powers, right? except cunning and strength and loyalty of course me: of course
mom: so liandrin wants nynaeve to become red because she........doesn't want her to have a warder? me doing a great aes sedai truth-telling: nynaeve is really powerful so liandrin wants to recruit her for her own team
my dad predicted moiraine was scamming bayle domon and loved it when it was revealed that she was. as always, not too much commentary from him because he remains silent and seems to not be paying attention for most of the time, only to randomly come out with a completely correct prediction or read on a scene.
"i don't think it's true that neat and tidy things can't be worthwhile 🙄" clearly my mom subscribes more to the Egwene School Of Thought than to the Alanna School Of Thought
lan to moiraine after she is Mean to him: make dinner yourself mom: GOOD FOR YOU
when lan brings her the plate later and puts it on top of the maps: "what if he gets greasy food all over her maps?"
"ugh i hate dark scenes where i can't see anything" [scary fade appears] "okay maybe it's good that i can't see"
episode 2
my mom got all confused about rand's dream of him killing his friends and wondered at first if it was real, please pray for her when tel'aran'rhiod is introduced later
"HE'S BALD??????" all of us when we first saw s2 rand's new look djkfgjh
"they must like him here if he gets free food" my boy, beloved wherever he goes :')
she wasn't particularly fond of mat last season, but he's gotten quite a few laughs so far this season! (notably the moment when we ALL fell in love with New Mat, when he was miming liandrin locking the door)
she gave an annoyed TUH! at elayne dissing egwene's room, but didn't comment further, possibly because i'd just told her 20 seconds earlier that elayne was my favorite character and she didn't want to offend me jdkfgh
she was like "wait, is she blue or green???" during a scene where alanna was wearing a slightly-darker-than-normal green outfit, so i think it was definitely a good call by the show to dress aes sedai in their ajah colors always. hard to keep track otherwise!
after moiraine had her hand on her knife when verin revealed she knew about the dragon: "what was she gonna do?? just stab her right in front of all the others??? that's ridiculous!" djkfjg points were made! poor moiraine just kinda panicked and lost all her braincells for a moment there.
my mom was a randgwene shipper last season so i thought she was gonna be pissed about rand hooking up with a strange new woman whilst egwene mourns his death, but she has not said a single word about that situation yet! i did once catch her reading lanfear's wiki article which she'd gotten onto after reading lan's because "i just want to know what happens to him and i'm not going to read all those books" so maybe she retained some info from lanfear's article that made her suspect something fishy with selene?
she recognized min from s1 right away and hastened to add her to her handwritten character list, when other characters needed a couple scenes to get that honor, and i remember she laughed a lot at min's lines last season and she did again today. guys, if my mom becomes a min stan, i may never recover lmao (i'm mostly kidding, show!min has done nothing wrong and is cool. MOSTLY kidding.)
re: the list, i told her she wasn't allowed to google and print out a list of characters because she would see spoilers, only to accidentally spoil her myself last season by instinctively writing liandrin's name down in the "bad guys" column and making her ask "wait, so she's ACTUALLY a villain, not just mean??", rip (but i played it off as "oh she's just unfriendly to moiraine so that's why i put her there" so we shall see whether or not she ends up being surprised by the black ajah reveal)
when min was saying how she sees glimpses of the pattern, my mom made a connection to perrin seeing the past earlier, which i thought was very interesting! (since we hadn't yet learned that what he saw was actually a sending from the wolves.) min's viewings and wolfbrothers are the two major magical powers that have nothing to do with the one power, and it always minorly bugged me that they don't Fit In to the rest of the magic system (despite my apparently-hypocritical mocking of people who get hung up on lore rules etc haha), so i just thought it was neat to think of them in conjunction with each other.
mom, shocked and dismayed: MAT'S GOING TO KILL RAND???????? me: [vibrating with glee over The Great Cauthor Stabbening]
when nynaeve is taken to the arches: "so is she getting a promotion?"
there was some line during the moiraine-lan divorce that got a big offended gasp from our #1 Lan Stan, but i forget which one it was (it wasn't "we were never equals" it was an earlier one)
my dad just laughed when they first showed suroth and her redonkulus getup jkjfg the correct reaction to the pomp and ceremony of seanchan high blood
episode 3
when the aes sedai were saying nynaeve was ready to take the test my mom was like "NO SHE ISN'T!!!!" and was pressed about them rushing her into it
during the bandit attack in the test: "boy, i wouldn't want to live in this world!"
when nynaeve left the tower my mom was like "is this what happens in the books?!" and i couldn't reveal yet that it was still part of the test so i just instinctively said "you'll see" which is my response to everything, and she was like "no i won't, i'm not reading all these books" lmao
my dad during the version of mashiara playing during the lanaeve reunion: why is "somewhere over the rainbow" playing
sheriam: she wasn't ready mom: THAT'S WHAT I SAID!!!!!!!!!!!
she was genuinely very upset for a moment because she thought nynaeve was dead, but i think she then guessed pretty quickly that It Ain't Over Yet
scene transition from nynaeve being left in the arches over to the seanchan: "we're going from bad to worse!"
i was dithering over uno's impending death because i didn't want to spoil them but i thought my mom might want a trigger warning, and thankfully my dad went "that horn looks like it's in a dangerous spot" when they first made uno kneel, so i was all clear to say "yeah this is about to get gory" lmao
my dad wondered if suroth was the dark one which fascinated me! i think everyday negroes had the same thought, iirc. i guess it IS the logical conclusion when you know that ishy is the dark one's right-hand man and in this scene we see him being suroth's right-hand man!
my mom thought elayne might be evil or a spy! how could she! i guess she isn't accustomed to wheel of time strangers just being friendly without an ulterior motive djkfg i didn't outright say her theory was wrong because i'm not about to be a booksplainer, but i'm sure i was so visibly baffled at the idea of elayne being evil that i shot down the theory nonetheless haha
when liandrin goes to visit mat again: "how does she have time for all this? she has her sick son, she has mat, and she has whatever else she does at the tower"
when liandrin blames mat for nynaeve's death: "this lady is CRAZY!!"
mat's "is that an 'i'm here to murder you' stare or a 'light i never realized how handsome you are' stare" line was a big hit! love to see my boy getting some appreciation in this house
...............which he promptly squandered when he a) initially left his cell without freeing min too, and b) did not go comfort egwene. but i pointed out that liandrin's been psychologically tormenting him for months into thinking his friends are better off without him, because i couldn't bear to see them judge my boy!
"it's like we're in 18th century france!" was the first thing out of my mom's mouth when they went to the cairhienin party, i'm sure the costume designers would be thrilled!
mom: how did this lady from the poor district get them into a fancy party? and how could she afford these clothes? 🤨 me: 🤷👀
when logain pours out the wine: "AFTER ALL RAND'S HARD WORK TO GET IT!!"
why did my dad laugh when the inn was on fire jdkfg maybe he just likes to see rand have a bad time
mom: jeez, maybe rand shouldn't stay in other people's houses anymore me: i'm sure rand's thinking the same thing
mom at the end of the test: it's so sad that they keep getting glimpses of the nice lives they could've had 😔
episode 4
mom 2 seconds before the camera reveals who the visitor is: is her little sister moiraine? [camera shows moiraine] mom: I GUESSED SOMETHING FOR ONCE
"it's pretty rude to show up to someone's house and then say 'i don't have time to hang out with you'!"
selene: the fire wasn't your fault rand mom: well it kinda was actually
there was some moment where my dad referred to "sneezing and burning down an inn, or whatever he did" and it killed me, i wish i could remember the context bc it was even funnier in context
"i speak with the amyrlin every time i open my mouth" was also a hit! as was perrin asking if he would turn into a wolf and elyas saying "don't be stupid"
mom when moiraine waltzes into the foregate dressed to the nines: i thought she wanted to keep a low profile
just earlier that day we'd been bemoaning the lack of pockets in women's clothing, as one does, so my mom was like "[delighted] now THAT'S a pocket!" when moiraine fit a whole-ass knife into the pocket of her fancy dress. WOT costumers understand the importance of giving girls pockets! lanfear's outfits have a lot too
my dad said "she seems like a bad guy" about selene during the mountaintop scene, he been knew! but he ended up falling asleep and missing the reveal that he was right
meanwhile, mom: "i'm just waiting for a monster to crawl up that cliff and get them"
when alanna & co go through lan's bags to get the poem: "aww, i thought they were his friends! 😔"
mom: too bad moiraine won't just ask her sister about rand, she talked to him at the party! anvaere: so if you want to know where that redheaded boy is, you'll have to ask me very nicely over tea mom: [just as smug as anvaere]
when ishy shows up at min's room: "how is he EVERYWHERE????"
she didn't seem TOO surprised when liandrin attacked the girls, and she clocked that liandrin was working for ishy after this scene with min (or rather, she asked me if that was the case and i said "you'll see")
she let out the fondest chuckle when rand was like "[choking back tears] i'm going to leave now, thank you" he is BABY YOUR HONOR!!!
as the Lanfear Reveal started my mom said "i just knew she was evil" so that must be why she was so silent on the relationship and so un-judgmental of rand, she must've clocked selene's Bad Vibes from the start! or else she retained something from reading lanfear's wiki article a while back lmao
even so, she went "OH MY GOSH!!!!" and clapped her hands over her mouth in shock when moiraine slit lanfear's throat, which i think is one of her biggest reactions to anything in either season so far! the initial stabbing, zero reaction, but the followup throat-slitting, freakout.
the "i'm a monster too" line + Undead Lanfear Moment has her CONVINCED that forsaken are some kind of creatures or zombies, i'm trying to explain they're just humans who are really powerful and evil haha
at the final shot of lanfear: "i'm going to have nightmares! i'll have to go read my murder mystery to calm down before bed." duality of woman
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dxnyarya · 2 years
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Gale did not kill Prim. He didn’t order the bomb strike and he didn’t drop the bombs. 
He did however create a bomb (with Beetee) that was deigned to pray on human kindness and target medical personal since it was rigged to blow again after help for the first explosion arrived.
At some point, Gale and Beetee left the wilderness behind and focused on more human impulses. Like compassion. A bomb explodes. Time is allowed for people to rush to the aid of the wounded. Then a second, more powerful bomb kills them as well. - Mockingjay page 177
The fact that his bombs killed Prim is very important to the story, but not as a way to resolve the love triangle (bc Katniss would have chosen Peeta, bombs or no bombs but that’s for a different analysis). 
“Beetee and I have been following the same rule book President Snow used when he hijacked Peeta.” says Gale. - Mockingjay page 177
Gale making the bombs that killed Prim is important because it shows the horrors of war. It demonstrates how when you stoop to the level of cruelty and atrocities as your opponent, you hurt everyone around you, especially the people you are trying to protect. 
Gale didn’t mean for his bombs to kill Prim, but that doesn’t matter in the end, because his bombs were designed to target compassion and Prim was the embodiment of compassion. 
Gale didn’t mean for his bombs to murder innocent children but that doesn’t matter because he was willing to do anything to win the war and the includes the mass murder of children. 
It’s important that Gale’s bombs killed Prim because it shows that there are consequences to praying on human kindness. 
It shows that the innocent pay the price of war. Katniss is going to have to live with the knowledge that her best friend created the bombs that killed her sister, and yes he never meant to hurt Prim but that’s war. Gale is going to have to live with the guilt and the knowledge that his need to win the war at all costs lead to the death of the little girl he had promised protect. Gale has to live with the fact that he played a hand in taking away the person Katniss loved the most, and he has to live with the fact that it cost him his best friend forever. 
Gale was just a kid, like Katniss and he chose to create something that would actively target compassion, not really thinking about the consequences it might have because all he wanted was to destroy the Capitol. And in the end, it he’s going to be living with that guilt and those consequences for the rest of his life. 
Katniss doesn’t cut off Gale because she’s not in love with him or whatever. Katniss can’t be around him at the end because she’s unable to ignore or tolerate the things Gale was willing to and justify do to win the war and how that lead to the death of her sister. Katniss and Gale reacted very differently to the war and their different perspectives and approaches were always going to get in-between anything they ever had (friendship or relationship). 
There is no winning a war without getting blood on your hands and Suzanne Collins showed it perfectly when she had wrote the arc with Gale, Prim and the bombs. 
Gale is not a villain, war isn’t black and white. He was young and trying to win a war but his actions have consequences and one of those consequences was Prim’s death.
Gale didn’t kill Prim and that makes it all the more tragic that he played such a big role in her death. 
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chemdisaster · 5 months
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wrote this on a plane while drinking to the new year and my birthday, so literally partly in 2023 and partly in 2024. belongs to my brand new modern au where the bad boys are childhood friends.
warning: because i'm me, it ends the way it does in limited life. as a result, much pain and suffering and jimmy is dead in this one
Joel gets in trouble with the law again, and again, and again. Minor offences at first, drinking in public and one instance of attempting to shoplift a cheap pack of gum that makes Grian about implode upon himself with incredulity—Joel has money, what in the world!—before he recognises it as Jimmy's favourite flavour.
They deal with that, too. He dutifully bails his friend out every time and does his best not to ask too many questions. The situation is far from ideal, but on some level he understands—everyone deals with grief in their own way. With luck, this should pass.
Then, Joel pulls a knife on Scott and has to pay a ridiculous amount of money to keep him from pressing charges.
That's when Grian loses it.
"What the fuck, Joel," he rants in the car on their way back from the police station. "What the actual fuck were you thinking."
From his far-too-relaxed position in the passenger seat, Joel snorts.
"He deserved it."
Grian sputters.
"He deserv—what, no, Joel, this is serious. You can't just go around pulling knives on people, that's not—what the hell is wrong with you?!" he bursts out, and surprises himself with the vehemence behind his exclamation.
And then Joel does something incredibly, infuriatingly Joel.
He rolls his eyes and asks, "Why do you care?"
In that moment, Grian wants nothing more than to punch him.
Steeling himself, he schools his expression into one of indifference. Two can play this game.
"I don't."
"Sure you don't."
"No, I'm being serious, Joel. By all means, continue self-destructing—but I'm not sticking around to watch. So far you've crossed every line humanly possible, and I just—"
His resolve breaks. For a moment, he takes his eyes off the road to stare earnestly at Joel, who looks away the moment he meets his gaze.
"The way you're heading, I'm about to become a singular Bad Boy," Grian confesses to the back of Joel's head. "And I don't want to see that happen. I've lost Jimmy, I don't want to lose you, too."
A pause.
Eventually, Joel forces out through gritted teeth, "Stop the car."
"What?"
"Stop the car. Stop the fucking car right now."
Grian slams on the brakes, and the car's barely had time to skid to a halt before Joel is wrenching the door open and setting off, walking briskly along the edge of the road.
Scrambling to get out of his own seat, Grian follows.
"Wait, no," he calls out. "Joel, what are you doing?"
"Leaving," Joel spits, barely turning around, his words carrying across the wind. "You're sick of having to deal with me? Congratulations, today's your lucky day. You'll never have to see my face ever again."
"No, Joel, that's not what I meant—"
"Oh yeah?" Joel swivels around. "Well, then I pray you, tell me what you really meant. Go on, Grian. Tell me why I shouldn't have killed Scott right there on the spot."
Advancing, he pushes at Grian's chest.
"Tell me, Grian," he repeats, and his voice gains a note of something resembling hysteria. "Tell me what's oh-so-wrong with me. Tell me why I'm the one who's wrong and everything isn't fucked, tell me, Grian—"
Grian gently catches Joel's wrists before his knuckles can come into contact with his face. Carefully, he says, "Scott didn't kill Jimmy. Jimmy's death was—"
"An accident, I know," Joel snaps. "It's always the accidents with him, isn't it? Missing steps, tripping over his own feet, falling off fucking bridges—"
Unable to do much more, Grian nods. Because Joel is right. It is always the accidents—it was, and they always joked about Jimmy being cursed, but now that he's gone, Grian can't help but wonder if the curse was really on them all along.
Feeling the tension slowly seep away from Joel's wrists, Grian loosens his grip and brings their hands down, interlocking their fingers. Joel lets him, and a temporary calm settles over the shore, but Grian knows him too well to believe that this means that the storm is over.
Sure enough, a moment later, Joel laughs, quietly and without any humour.
"You're full of shit, Grian."
Grian blinks, taken aback, and says nothing.
Joel continues, "You're actually, genuinely full of shit. Jimmy's gone, and you're expecting me to, what, not be at all messed up?"
Grian still doesn't answer. He doesn't know what to say, what he could possibly say to prove to his friend that he does care, he does, cares so much that it feels like he's going to rip apart from the inside if he lets himself dwell on it for any longer than he already is—every minute of every waking day.
Joel gives him a long, searching look, and whatever he finds makes his tone turn downright venomous when he carries on, "Oh, but it's easy for you, isn't it? You haven't cried or—or anything, you don't fucking—you don't give a shit, do you?"
He rips his hands away, stumbles backwards.
"Ever the reasonable one, always telling me to calm down, right? WELL I CAN'T CALM DOWN, MY FRIEND IS FUCKING DEAD!"
Grian levels a look at Joel, meets his enraged, devastated expression head-on.
"Joel, I'm just saying, this isn't the way to grieve. This is—you're destroying yourself, Timmy wouldn't have wanted you to—"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Silence.
The rapidly descending dark obscures Joel's face, but his sobs ring out loudly in the night.
"Oh, Joel."
With only a moment's hesitation, Grian steps forward and brings his arms around his friend, who instantly goes pliant in his hold. "I hate you, Grian," he cries into his neck, and his shoulders jump. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you—"
Grian sighs, "I know."
I hate myself, too, he doesn't say. Joel weeps with sobs that sound more like wails, and Grian does his best to swallow down the ugly and inhuman thing that rears its head at the base of his throat. He knows that, come tomorrow, none of this will matter, and the only thing that will still hold meaning will be the large gaping hole at their side.
With everything he's been telling Joel, maybe he really is nothing but a huge goddamn hypocrite, after all. Whoever said that it gets better is a fucking liar.
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Villain: Bruxoch, the Thievesbane Devil
 A creature of avarice and paranoia, the fiend of safekeeping is employed by those with much to lose in order to guard possessions that cannot be trusted to mundane vaults and wards. Ever watchful and terrible in his wrath, Bruxoch will haunt thieves across worlds and even the veil of death in order to reclaim that which has been given over into his keeping
-Codex of the Hateful, a guide to hostile spirits and other malign entities
Adventure Hooks:
The party are caught up in a rivalry between two unscrupulous wizards, hired by the first to heist their way into the abode of the second and steal a book of their most precious spells.   While their new patron has paid them well and gifted with magic items to overcome the defences, he’s elected to NOT inform them that the tome they seek is warded by Bruxoch and that any who steal it are liable to invoke the devil’s curse. It’s not long after they hand off the book to their employer ( who promptly vanishes leaving behind no trace) that the party begin to suffer nightmares of being trapped inside dark and doorless chambers, preventing them from getting any rest as fatigue builds and the feeling of the feeling of the walls refuses to fade. Hunted by the demon in their dreams and a very pissed off wizard in the waking world, the thieves must seek some means of warding their mind before finding a way to get the book back in order to slip their inevitable punishment.
Mere weeks before he is set to be married, the realm’s crown prince approaches the party in disguise to beg of them a favour. Famed for his many exploits and his seemingly divine invincibility, the prince reveals that when he was young and war threatened the realm, he prayed and prayed for something to take away the fear and weakness of his being, only to be answered by a voice in the dark that laid claim to his heart entire. Though he is known to be merciless towards his enemies, the prince does not wish to be so cruel as to trap his betrothed into a marriage without love, an act of which he has been incapable since his deal with the fiend. To that end he would have the party seek Bruxoch and steal back his heart, even if he has to pay them enough to make the journey to hell and back worth while.
Setup: making his home in a domain of dread in the depths of the shadowfell, Bruxoch was a being created with the intent of tormenting a single individual, a now forgotten master thief who sought to prove her legend by stealing from the god of secrets himself. She now wanders the halls of endless locks as a nameless wraith searching for something she no longer remembers, trapped in an unending cycle of desperately picking at tumblers and catches only to discover that what she sought was never there in the first place.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out that a hell dimension full of vaults and traps was the perfect place to hide away precious items, and that the box faced devil was blockheaded enough to abide by the letter of any agreement so long as the terms benifitted him. Everyone from liches to demonlords began to use Bruxoch’s domain ( Lukana Tower) as their own saftey deposit box, knowing that none would be able to find their treasures aside from the obsessive fiend who had every dead end and secret hideaway of his realm memorized.
Further Adventures:
There are no portals that reach the Lukana tower, and instead all transport to and from the strucutre and the inverted mountains it projects from must be undertaken with the aid of the trecherous nightguants that haunt the crags and shadowed valleys of the domain. Unlike Bruxoch, the nightgaunts have grown bored of the task to which they were assigned, and occasionally steal over into the wider shadowfell or into the dreams of mortals to amuse themselves. A party might inadvertantly stumble onto the tower when they’re abducted by nightguants, and must seek a way to escape the tower before its warden finds them.  If you’re interested in a quick side story, have the party stolen while they’re all dreaming, giving them a preview of the tower before waking up in a cold sweat and returning to their adventure.
It’s a well known paradox among the criminal class that spending time in prison often makes you better at crime. Years locked away gives you nothing but time to hone your skills, pick up new ones, and make you desperate enough to take on risker and riskier gambles to avoid ever going back. Trapped in a prison beyond time and space, this effect has ensured that the nameless shade may infact be the greatest cracksman in the multiverse, an asset beyond all recognition for any team of theives ballsy enough to do a prison break as preulde for their actual heist. Ressurecting the shade is impossible, but binding her essence to a set of lockpicks, or letting her partially possess a member of the party might be their best chance of getting her free of her oubliette.
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motomamita · 1 year
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Blood, Sweat and Ice.
Part. 2
Pairing: Dark!Eddie Munson x Female!IceSkater!Reader
Summary: Before finishing her off, eddie is determined to fuck her one way or another, even if he has to fake his identity to get it done.
Warnings: smut, +18, false identity, unprotected sex, creampie, mask sex, mentions of drugs, alchohol and blood, violence, idk sis.
A/N: Somewhat inspired by the Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan scandal. Ofc, this is more dark.
Do not translate or copy this!
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With a joint dangling from his fingers and several litres of alcohol inside of him, Eddie Munson thought his afternoon was going to end the same as all the previous ones: with him sleeping on the bathroom floor, a puddle of vomit around him and his album favorite playing all the way in the background. However, Nancy Wheeler knocked on his door with a favor she needed from him.
"I just need it to be a scare, like an warning that makes her miss the competition this Saturday." The girl clasped her hands in front of her chest, as if she were praying. "Please, Eddie! I'll pay you a good dough!"
Nancy Wheeler has been ice skating since she was 8 years old. She was good, she tried hard and, just like in school, she was diligent. However, that was not enough to guarantee a place in the competition that would take place that weekend. It wasn't if she had to compete against that girl.
"What do you mean 'a little warning'?" Eddie leaned against the old refrigerator and took a drag on his joint before speaking again. "Do you want me to send her a threatening email? To bug the wheels on her bike? To shit on her doorstep and leave a sign saying 'don't you dare enter the competition, bitch'?"
"Yeah, it could be something like that. As long as it ensures it doesn't steal my first place, it's fine." The calmer Wheeler spoke "Please, Eddie. I know you've done worse in the past, Mike told me about it."
And yes, he had.
Alcohol and drug abuse, along with the fact that he dropped out of high school, had given Eddie a need for constant adrenaline. That adrenaline was obtained by carrying out unlawful and unethical acts. He first started stealing cars that were staying late in the Starmall parking lot. When he didn't get something of value, he had fun breaking the windows and scratching the doors. Then he went on to steal inside houses and spend hours hiding inside them even with their owners going about their daily lives. That unleashed in Eddie the interest to watch people closely without them knowing it. It was amazing how much one could find out about a person just by following him for a couple of hours in his day.
Last but not least illegal were street fights. Eddie had become addicted to them. When he felt boredom eat him up, he'd grab his truck, a couple of beers, and wait outside the town's strip club for some old or young man who wanted to fight him. As the weeks passed, Eddie stopped having opponents and that led him to look for other ways to have fun. He waited for his, now, victims in some dark alley and silently pounced on them. In a matter of minutes he left them almost dying in a pool of blood until some citizen found them the next day. Sometimes he used a weapon like a baseball bat or a heavy wrench that was used to repair his truck, other times he only used his hands.
Soon those acts alerted the entire town to the existence of an individual who beat his victims almost to death. Nobody knew who it was, just a few people, like Mike Wheeler. For that very reason, he wasn't surprised when Nancy visited him days ago in his trailer with a tempting offer, and not just for the money.
As he drove downtown to the ice skating rink that Thursday, Eddie Munson thought about his next victim. He knew quite a bit about her, all kinds of information he could get in a whole day of following her around. He knew her hours, where she lived, who she was dating and her weaknesses that would serve him for his 'mission'.
She was the only child of a middle-class family. Her parents moved to Hawkins when the little girl was 6 years old and continued to live there, with no plans to leave. Her parents both work at the mayor's office in not so high positions but enough to be able to travel every summer to Houston, where she was from. She had practiced ice skating since she was 4 in almost professional rinks, which favored her compared to her other opponents in Hawkins who had to settle for their most basic rinks. She was an excellent skater by nature, Eddie could see as he watched her skate from a dark corner of the place.
From the way her coach gave her instructions, he assumed that this routine full of jumps and somersaults was the one she was going to present on Saturday in front of the judges. Nancy Wheeler definitely had no chance against her.
He stayed until she was the last to leave the track. By that time, the other girls had already left several minutes ago, leaving his target alone for a few minutes on the track.
Walking out, Eddie caught a keen eye of the conversation she and her coach were having as she walked to the locker room. She planned to stay the next day, Friday, a few more minutes on the track to prepare as much as possible for the big day. Her coach, a woman with curly hair and brown skin, agreed with her decision but informed her that she would train alone because she had paperwork to do. They talked a bit about topics not very relevant to him and then they said goodbye. Eddie a few meters behind the coach and prepared to smoke in one of the seats outside the place while he saw how the woman got into her car and headed home.
After 25 minutes counted by the clock, she left the place with her wet hair and her heavy bag. The instant she stepped into the parking lot, a blue Camaro pulled out of the parking lot and came up to where she was standing. Billy Hargrove. Eddie laughed bitterly. She and Billy had been dating for a few months. It was not known if they were already a couple but evidently something was going on between them and it was very intense. They were like 'Beauty and the Beast'. She was a flower, so delicate and fragile, while Billy was anything close to a boundless animal.
Billy grabbed her bag and put it in the trunk and then opened the passenger door for her, like a real gentleman. The couple avoided all physical contact until they reached the lovers' lake, where the show for Eddie began several meters away.
As the temperature rose in the blue Camaro, so did Eddie's truck, who was not only seized by fever but also by jealousy. It had been weeks since he had been with a woman intimately, and years since he had fallen in love with one. Of the girls he had met in high school none had managed to capture his attention, not even Chrissy Cunningham who on more than one occasion had tried to reach more with him. Getting so involved in that skater's life had awakened such a strong desire within him, something he had never experienced before. He wanted to feel her the way Hargrove was doing right now. The memory that he had to hurt her at some point crossed his mind and it made him a little sad. However, his own body called his attention to the growing problem forming in his pants and he had to take charge.
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That Friday he arrived at the track around sunset and stayed in his truck for a couple of minutes. Soon, the same people who had been yesterday were now leaving the place with their bags in the direction of their cars. He waited a few minutes before getting out of his truck and stealthily entering the area. Luckily for him, despite wearing long hair and unusual clothes, Eddie had always managed to go unnoticed everywhere. That served as an advantage in situations like this.
From a distance he saw her on the track, alone and without the slightest idea that he had been watching her for minutes. She was wearing a light green sweater and black leggings that accentuated her figure. Her white skates kicked up the ice with every hop and turn she took. Eddie smiled seeing her so focused on her routine, as if that were the only important thing in the world.
He walked to one of the vending machines when he noticed how she left the track and collected her things with the intention of going to the locker room. Eddie lowered his gaze and counted 3 times the few coins that lay in the palm of his hand, acting disinterested when she passed behind him and was lost among the aisles. He put two coins in the machine and took out a Dr. Pepper which he drank carefully as he looked around. He was practically alone in the place, him and her. The manager who closed the track was now up on the machine that cleaned the track and which in turn made an annoying and loud noise. It was perfect to carry out his mission. No one was going to hear her scream.
Eddie tossed the can into a nearby trash can and walked purposefully toward the women's locker room. The sound of water falling from the shower led him through the wide space to the area where she was. Eddie stood in the middle of the hallway, motionless until the sound of the water stopped completely. Delicately, he took out a ski mask that he kept in one of the pockets of his jacket and put it on, hiding his characteristic long hair and revealing only his lips and eyes.
She wrapped herself in her towel and got out of the shower. A scream escaped her throat at seeing him there, standing with his face covered and staring at her. The shock lasted a few seconds, seconds in which she hugged her towel even more and looked around in search of something or someone that would help her. Eddie remained silent, forcing her to speak for the first time.
"What... what do you want?" She asked, not quite sure that he would answer her. "Please don't do anything to me." She whispered taking a few small steps back and walking to her clothes on a bench.
Eddie didn't answer and watched her movements carefully in case she tried to run away, although he was going to catch her anyway before she went out the door.
"Aren't you going to answer me?" Unanswered. "Who you are?" Unanswered. "Billy?"
Bingo. She had fallen into his trap.
"Billy, this is not funny. Stop right now." She asked a little less upset but still with her agitated voice.
Eddie had discovered more about the couple than he would have imagined. He knew that her parents didn't want Billy and that's why they saw each other in the lake of lovers after each practice. She knew that Billy was annoyed when she drenched the seats of his Camaro with her wet hair and that's why he placed a towel on the seatback before looking for her. As he also knew how much she liked him to fuck her with a ski mask he had under the seat of his car.
The place wasn't fully lit and Eddie had taken it upon himself to dress in the most similar way to Billy's. So he could easily fool her.
"Didn't you hear me? Wait for me in the parking lot." She removed the towel from her, exposing her body.
Eddie swallowed hard and carefully admired the body of the naked girl in front of him. Now the distance between them was shorter and that made it possible for him to memorize every curve of her body. Soon his member woke up and he knew he had to act fast before someone discovered them.
He approached and hugged her from behind, placing his hands on her stomach, caressing her wet skin. He brought his nose to her hair and discreetly sniffed at her hair and the sweet shampoo she had used minutes before.
"Billy, stop!" She spoke now laughing when Eddie's hands tightened on her hips, digging his fingertips into her skin. "Do you really want to do this now? Here?" she asked as she felt his hard erection against her bare ass.
She turned to look at him, not closing her distance. Eddie nodded and prayed to all the saints that she wouldn't notice the chocolate color of his eyes, very different from Billy's blue. The girl let out a loud sigh and looked at the clock hanging on one of the walls.
"Okay, we have some time."
Eddie didn't wait any longer and pushed her slightly against the wall causing her to let out a moan almost in surprise at the abrupt movement. He knelt in front of her and brought one of her legs up to his shoulder, leaving her pussy available to him. Without thinking twice, he brought his mouth to her clitoris, sucking lightly on it and then massaging it with his tongue. She moaned loudly and then covered her mouth with her hand, she didn't want them to be found out. With his hands he massaged her thighs, supporting her from the way her legs trembled.
"Shit, Billy..."
Gradually, his ski mask began to soak with her fluids, impregnating her sweet taste and aroma into the fabric. Eddie went from the clit to her entry which was already fully weat. He licked her with his tongue, collecting all the fluid and bringing another wave of pleasure to the girl.
He glanced at the clock and knew he had to hurry. As much as he would have loved to continue savoring her, he wanted to feel her even more. He quickly got up from the ground and she had to grab the wall to keep from falling from how weak her legs were. She tried to kiss him but Eddie dodged her, avoiding any contact that would give him away.
"Baby, let me feel you..." she begged with her breath coming fast.
Hearing her, Eddie whispered a 'shit' only audible to him, he was too hot. He approached her again, grabbed her by the thighs and supported her again against the cold wall. For her part, she began to unbutton his pants and lowered the same along with his boxers, releasing his hard cock. Eddie rushed into her before she realized it wasn't Billy. She moaned again when Eddie's member mercilessly entered her and began to move at an accelerated pace. The girl tried to kiss him again but this time Eddie had to place one of his hands on her cheek, moving her head to the side and avoiding as much eye contact as possible.
Eddie's gaze was now fixed on the way her breasts bounced with each thrust, inviting him to taste them, which he did.
"Mmh, so good.." Eddie's wet tongue tasted first her left nipple and then moved to her right, continuing to move inside her.
The sound of their skins colliding and her moans were enough to drive Eddie to the extreme, who had been dreaming of that moment for days. He would have liked to have given her more pleasure, massaging her clits and whispering dirty words to her but it was not the moment. The only thing that was going through his mind was the need to come, even though he knew that he would have to break her legs later.
Eddie did his best not to make a sound but to no avail, the walls of her were sucking him so deliciously that when he came inside her, her name slipped from his mouth.
It took him a few seconds to understand what had happened and how much he had screwed up, all to fulfill his sexual desire. Eddie came inside her and released her without any finesse, letting her fall on the locker room floor. He pulled up his pants and adjusted his ski mask that had moved slightly from all the action. When he lowered his gaze, he met hers, she was scared.
"Who you are?" She whispered on the verge of tears, covering her body with her towel and feeling how the hot semen of that stranger came out of her.
Again Eddie didn't answer and stared at her. So fragile, so defenseless, so corrupted. He smiled slightly as he imagined Hargrove's face when he found out that a son of a bitch had ended up inside his girlfriend, and in the amount of money that Nancy would give him tomorrow after the championship.
She tried to get up from the ground but Eddie stepped on her hard on one of her ankles. The girl screamed that went unnoticed by the manager who was still cleaning the skating rink. Eddie provided more pressure on her, who was trying to get his foot off of her unsuccessfully. He was much stronger than her, it was clear. Eddie looked around for something that would hurt the girl even more, and he found it.
Eddie slipped his foot off her ankle and walked over to where her skating shoes were. The girl tried to stand up and escape but she couldn't, her ankle was already beginning to swell. Eddie grabbed one of the shoes and removed the safety band that covered the sharp metal blade.
She whimpered when she saw how he approached her with her shoe in hand, she knew what was going to happen to her. She had no escape, she was finished.
Eddie gripped the shoe tightly and landed the first blow on one of her legs, cutting her both clean and deep. He repeated his action several times with both legs, making sure not only to make her unable to walk for a long time, but also to leave marks for a lifetime.
When he was satisfied, eddie left the place with a smile and the sweet scent of her on his face.
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fushiglow · 5 months
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sooo... 245 huh?
some thoughts about the chapter leaks under the cut!!
the cursed tool??? for real???? higuruma seems way too switched on to get caught out by something like that, especially after all the build up with their plan for his domain. i did NOT like that. (also does that mean yorozu's choice to make a binding vow in her final moments was meaningless??? did my tsumiki/megumi theory just crash and burn????)
i hope there's a reason we're following the hakari vs uraume fight. hakari vs kashimo is one of my favourite fights, but i am simply not interested enough in hakari or uraume at this point in the story. hopefully gege does something cool with it — maybe something to do with the "human nature" comment?
"he's a gloomy kouhai, but he's a man who speaks when necessary and takes action when needed" this felt like shade to gojo and i thought that was funny
ino is here and i pray that "ino has something to say about nanami" amounts to something significant. PLEASE.
i just really miss kenjaku and takaba tbh
on a positive note, the art this chapter was gorgeous. sukuna looked majestic and i think this might be my favourite panel of yuji ever????
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but i can't lie, i'm starting to lose my enthusiasm. i still believe it's possible for gege to deliver a satisfying outcome to some of his more questionable choices since gojo was unboxed, but the story keeps taking unexpected turns without any set up or pay off, at least in the short term.
gojo's death, kashimo's death, kenjaku's death, and now yorozu's cursed tool and higuruma's domain... these all feel like things that should have been given time and development, but instead they were almost glossed over for the sake of shock value.
it's been 20+ chapters since that enormous time skip and we're still none the wiser about the answers to the many questions it brought. i really hope i'm wrong and gege is going to tie up all of these loose threads into something mindblowing, but that seems like a tall order. i'll be super impressed if he manages it, i guess!!
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lov3rmir · 2 years
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“GIVE YOU THE WORLD”
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#— synopsis ; as the lover of the general mahatrama and a traveling merchant, you were bound to be found like this in the wilderness of the desert.
#— featuring ; cyno (genshin impact)
∆ tw(s)!∆ mention of death, violence, blood, character death. Angst
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EVERYONE IN SUMERU KNEW ABOUT YOU. The lover of the general mahatrama, cyno. It wasn't rare to see the both of you together, often times being on a date. The elders of Aaru village could only smile at the love filled smile the general seem to throw your way. His eyes would sparkle a million stars when he as much as see your hair.
Even more usual, was your frequent absence. You were after all a traveling merchant, staying in one place seems out of your ways. You never wished to stay put, preferring to explore the world of teyvat. But it doesn't mean you would leave your sweet lover alone.
You sometimes stay over a month in sumeru because of him, you just couldn't get enough of him. No matter how many times you see, kiss and hug him. They never seemed enough to satisfy your wants.
cyno, never complained. He actually liked the way you stay over for him—selfish as it may be— each time you tell him about the recents feats you had come across he would never let him mind wonder off, loving the way your voice sounds when you recall your adventure. He sometimes wish his position wouldn't have chained him so down, if it wasn't for it he would've been there with ypu when you almost drowned in the river, when you encountered another merchant, when you were in danger.
As much as he wished, he could never leave sumeru, one day perhaps but not now.
HOWEVER SOMETIMES HE REGRETS HIS THOUGHTS. Maybe if he was more lenient on going with you, maybe if he didn't bote back the feeling of wanting. Just maybe.
The news reached him an evening in a rainy day. cyno had this feeling of dread eating him apart, he always shaked it off and blamed his lack of sleep. But even so, the feeling was still there.
A scholar—which he remembers being with you today for some exploration outside the city and in the vast desert— came rushing through the grand doors of the Akademia, shouting out his name.
Stepping in front of him, he asked what was all the fuss about, worry at the back of his mind, thoughts of something happening to you couldn't be shaken off.
The scholar took quiet the time to spir everything out. Finally, the cat was out of the bag.
“mx.(name) has been kidnapped by the emerits! ” the moment the words left his mouth, cyno was already out of the door, rushing to where you were.
He wasn't so reckless, he took the scholar with him, threatening your location out of him. He could always apologize later. Now was the time to worry about you.
He ran. cyno ran faster than he ever did, he could not lose another second. Threatening the location out of the scholar, he successed in tracing back the steps the eremits took. He tried so hard to not break down, to keep going and not let those thoughts drown him in a series of what ifs.
cyno could not lose you. He didn't allow it, he need you to live, and so he prayed. Prayed to the gods to have mercy on you, to grant you some times even a second just enough to let him save you. cyno was ready to pay your live with his, if that meant to keep you alive.
cyno was deseperatly trying to find you. He needed you to live. He wanted you to laugh at his god awful jokes, he wanted you to be there to heal his few wounds from battle, to be here with him breathing and fine. cyno wanted and wanted.
Even so, the gods were cruel.
There you were, all in red, arms hugging your figure. Tears strained eyes looking straight at him, a hand reaching over to him. Your eyes filled with fear, the tears mixed with blood making the sight before him a gruesome one. You begged ;
“save me.. please.”
cyno lost all control, eliminating each and every eremits that stood beside you. Leaving all of them in a near death state.
He couldn't breath,his hands shaking at the thought of losing you, so held you close. The blood of those filths mixing with yours. cyno shakingly spoke,
“you're..bleeding..” you laughed, in such situation you still found a reason to laugh. You soon coughed up blood making you look paler than you were. He looked over to the scholar who was standing in the sidelines.
The scholar saw a sight of the ruthless general, none could ever hope to see. A look of pleading.
“help me.” in another setting, it would've been a feat to have The general mahatrama beg. However, given the time. It was certainly not the best thought to have.
Scrambling to get his bag, he stuttered in his word to inform of the general that he may have some first aid kit with him. A ray of hope for the general. he reassured you, but even with all that, you both know you wouldn't make it. Simple tricks such as a bandaid wont restore the enormous quantity of blood you had lost. You would unfortunately meet your end here.
With whatever last energy you had left, perhaps you should lessen the burden on him. “cyno, can you promise me to tell me one of your jokes next time?” you voice was barely above a whisper.
A weak yes from him made you smile, “the moon is beautiful. Isn't she?” he cried. he cried knowing this was the end, he cried to the moon, hoping she would be a tad bit merciful to spare you. To protect you and save you.
“dont die on me,...please.”
You never answered.
The scholar pitied the man infront of him. He wasn't the general mahatrama, the ruthless and cold soldier of the Akademia. The stric figure everyone would shiver at.
No, it was a man who grieved the death of his love, (name) as the moon shined, with the stars to bear the tears of the poor soul.
The night a star shone brighter than anything.
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End note : tumblr made me cry bc i lost my recent progress and had to do this all over again ;'( anyway thx to @versadies for the amazing angst promt!!! Also first angst so go easy on me :P
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That Old Dysphoric Waltz
Some days I hate my teeth I somehow become aware they're in my mouth and I can't stop running my tongue along the edges learning the mountain range of molars And they begin to hurt Because a look in the mirror says they are far to close togethor Clumped into one big coffee stained clump I want to pull them out Tie each one off with fishing line and finding someone to slam the door. Dentures seem like a great idea, but I don't have dental on state funded healthcare I can feel my gums throb from the toothbrush Sometimes spitting more blood then not into the sink clockwise down the drain
Some days I hate the clothes I wear I hate the way they sit on my body, folding over, sleeves riding up, I can feel the tag and I scratch at them and readjust spending far too much time fixing the clothes I have chosen to wear I want to burn them all and start over in a whole new style one that isn't monochrome and something a high school metal kid would wear Looking like I never learned how to grow up Without horror movie shirts and black jeans bandannas and scarves Still a teen with an aged body
Some days I hate the very skin I'm in Seeing all it's flaws and tears and scars Hating the contours made by sharp edges and spikes Despising the ink I thought so hard about before I committed it to flesh I get sickened by seeing the emancipated skin that's tight over visible bones and muscles that are much too small to provide any use Just the strings to an out of tune guitar With a bent neck, so the screws can't be fixed At least not with knowledge I have of such things So I'll just ignore each ache and pain I feel Until they go away, abandonment by ligaments Fingers much too long for praying Eyes half tilted and far away I never look as if I'm paying attention not that I am
Some days I hate the gender that I am the mirror lies to us every chance it gets I hate the shape of my body not seeing the movements felt staying behind doors, learning how to hide any fact like this we just don't talk about unless it's made in jest and in hate So keep your mouth shut and hate in silence Ridicule is avoided by anyone with heart And the confusion only makes things worth Hating your friends because they unknowingly hate part of you It's a pretty messed up way to go about your day Smile and wave, pretend the joke is just a joke And that secretly, everyone around isn't laughing anymore And the joke eventually becomes fear becomes isolation becomes alienation becomes annihilation Small town words spread like a fire in a dry pine forest
Some days I hate my brain Not making any sense And making thoughts that have no view The awkward panic and fear of rejection the need for abandonment and depression Living with chemicals rebuilt from time capsules from 1948 and whatever sedative we can find It's better than gray clothing and frosted glass I never really like a trilogy anyway And I've been on this hate before Letting the conflict of my right vs left battle Figure out what we're going to do today Fatty deposit of electricity That is constantly working to constantly Sabotage and end itself with bad ideas and even worse impulse control I couldn't tell you how to do better
Most days I love everything I am Everything I've stood for Everything I've done Even if I die right now, I have on hell of a story to share And I'll gladly whisper it to the worms Eternity won't be bad speaking to decay Death will wave his hand along my being And I'll talk his fucking ear off about all of my memories I love the face I wear, coffee stained teeth in all And every morning after a shower, I pick my favorite shirts and my comfortable jeans, proud of the hockey mask graphic I see my body and I'm happy it's still here, after all it's been And I see my gender right where it should be, even if the feelings towards my so-called friends don't But that just means my mind has morals and principles And is able to think through complex thought Finding logic and thought and emotion all ripping through it It's downright amazing to think about. It's okay to have bad days It gets better. It will always get better.
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thoughts on The Sandman (2022)
oh, you knew this post was coming. i haven't done a bullet-list-non-chronological-thought-post in a LONG time. so here i go! my thoughts on the sandman show, in no particular order.
(BEWARE: i have not yet read the comics, but now i intend to!!!)
first of all, i have not been so ENRAPTURED by anything in a long time. i binged watched for the first time with this show - i did NOT want to stop, and therefore made the poor decision to stay up until 5 in the morning - but it was worth it, i think, to have all the characters begin their lives in my head in one night.
let's talk about some characters, shall we? MORPHEUS! Dream of the Endless! (isn't that a badass name?) King of Dreams! i wanted him to smile so badly the entire time, and when he did - when he gave those tiny smirks around Death, and Hob, and i think some others - it truly paid off. an endless being who dresses in all black (rather like. neil gaiman) and speaks dramatically and never not once raises his voice... SO interesting, i want his outfits, etc.
the second one living rent-free in my various neural cortexes: THE CORINTHIAN! mainly because he's gay and looks cool, but we can go deeper than that. a nightmare personified! a nightmare who wants to be seen as something he is not - as a human! is that not THE queer metaphor? a nightmare who fears his destruction and whose creator says he was not made well? godDAMN!! also i want his outfits, etc, okay let's move on:
DEATH and DESIRE. death as an absolutely beautiful ray of sunshine giving comfort to the departed; desire as. as. a hot deceiver. what more can i say. death is wonderful and creates the BEST support for dream - she is the balance to his emo, you might say - and desire is just, you know, mason alexander park lol *dies on the spot*
LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR. is the lord of hell, and is very tall, and wears a leather jacket, and has an appetite for destruction. what more, pray tell, can i say. alright let's move on from characters because i want to talk about:
24/7. 24 fucking 7. the one that the comic fans, i have heard - and neil gaiman himself, for that matter - consider to be the darkest comic. and i've seen several of you say that the comic is darker than the SHOW, which is - astounding, considering i thought this episode was better than any horror movie i've ever watched. and it started off so innocently! i didn't know what to expect going in, and that made it SO MUCH WORSE when i understood what was happening. i think the moment where i just though 'yuck' and never stopped thinking 'yuck' was the "i fuck your son"; i literally just said "WHAT." and left my jaw hanging open for the entire rest of the episode. that is not a hyperbole - my mouth was open the entire fucking time. this is the world's darkest win for gay people, i guess. when everyone started going at it, i assumed the horror had stopped there - that the revelation of the truth led to new relationships, the ones that everyone actually wanted - BUT NO!!!!!! JOHN MCFUCKING DEE DID NOT STOP THERE!!!!! the idea that the revelation of our true desires leads to just... mass suicide in a diner, homicide, etc........ jesus fucking christ i LOVED that episode it slapped the shit out of my brain. i don't even know what that MEANS
anyway! *i brush the nonexistent dust off my shoulders* let's...... move on from that. i need to relisten to the soundtrack if i want to do any musical analysis, because let's face it, i was awake during the witching hours and i was NOT paying attention to those chord progressions. however, i DO remember that the music kept me engaged and fit very well with what was happening, so there's that.
this show also just, uh, slapped the shit out of my brain in ways i truly did not expect. because some of the moments were just so feel-good! the hob and dream sequence!!! (they're totally gay!) death!! rose and jed!!! and then there were just moments of - oh my god, the corinthian is taking jed into a serial killer convention. he's taking the 12 year old into a serial killer convention. jed's abuse at the hands of barnaby was also just one continuous 'YUCK' feeling; like, god, they really pulled that off didn't they. lyta's desire to leave the waking world to live with her husband in the dreaming.... her husband as a ghost in a place he is not supposed to be.... that is QUITE an exploration of grief, isn't it!! i'm going insane
three words: GREGORY THE GARGOYLE
i really love the juxtaposition of the endless and all the strange beings / creatures they encounter next to Humans Just Trying To Human. rose walker did not want ANY of this shit - she just wants to find her brother, maybe destroy part of the foster care system, have a nice apartment, etc. and then she meets dream of the endless, around whom you could not possibly act entirely human. john dee and johanna constantine truly feel like the in-between of "humans trying to human"; john dee has made himself into something not entirely human and is trying to put himself on-par with Dream, and johanna constantine is confidently facing demons. otherwise we have the endless, and dreams, and normal people. actually i suppose the corinthian is also one of the in-between - a nightmare who wants to exist as a human in the waking world, doing human things like Fucking That Girl's Housesitter
stephen fry was excellent as always. love when he gets to play an Extra British Man
let's talk about the queerness. i know this comic was queer from the beginning, and i cannot WAIT to experience that. i think there is a very subtle difference - a difference that we easily mistake, all the time - between queer characters added as tokens for representation, and queer characters added because the writers know and understand that queer people are a normal part of life. we may ask: is the queerness central to the plot? and in both these cases, the answer may be no; but one answers 'no' because the writers view the queerness as expendable or as a currency, and the other answers 'no' because the writers understand that queerness may be integrated into the story without being the story, that queerness is a fact of life. and i think we all know which one sandman is, and i deeply appreciate neil gaiman and everyone who worked on this show for that; it seems neil's been with us from the beginning, and learning along the way.
and with that, i will conclude this post. i love this show so much, and i cannot wait to get my greedy little hands on the comics.
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Phantom bride event-Player is their last option Pt.5
Characters: Epel Felmier, Ace Trappola, Riddle Rosehearts
Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, violence, murder, killing, blood, death, possessiveness, imprisonment, kidnapping, obsession
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Oh dear.... oh boy....
Ok, you enter, make him think he ascended to haven because he can see you in such clothing and then crashes like a caffeine addict after they don't get enough of their stuff after realizing that... well... you are more or less a sacrifice
So, Epel is panicking, you are proposing, the world ends in his eyes
All these hours upon hours upon hours of praying just to see his God die is something he had hoped to never witness
But, oh happy day, here we are
If you were just here proposing then he would just have the urge to... uh poison and put you into a glass coffin
But congrats! He is way too scared for your safety to do that
One good thing at least....
Epel is devastated
Even if he could move he would still be absolutely useless!
A small, weak guy like himself could never change anything about the situation
And look at the competition! She is literally royalty!
But, oh well, even royalty can be disposed off
The poisoned apple is a powerfull tool after all
Do not understimate him
Once he is free again he will find a way to harm her and keep you to himself. Only him. Him. Him alone. Did I mention he will find a way to bind you to him?
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Oh uh…. how about we call a doctor?
My man over here looks everything else but good
Why? Can't you see the color of his face??!
All I can say that he plans to show Crowley his opinion on sending you as the last DEFENSELESS person
He painted the roses red, And many tears the crow shed, He dare not to stop, Or spare a drop, …. (Cheesus!!! What the heck did I create here??!)
But *ahem* bloodlust aside, he is terrefied
What if you get hurt?
Or even worse, you might even mean those words!!!
And he is also at fault for your situation!!!
If only he had tried harder! If only he didn’t try to act all above and better than her...
And also, for some reason he feels like he is failing you
Not only as a friend
But also if he was someone responsible for your safety
Then again, he was raised with the believe that you are the true ruler, the hidden monarch, of the Queendom of roses
So in other words, you got a friend who will end anbody if you wish so
Oh and also, he will lock you up for your own safety. Just some unimportant information here.... RUN!
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I have never seen him so pale
No joke, all the blood which rushes up to his head when he is angry (QUESTION MARK) Gone.
My man has gone pale
Red Queen? More like white Queen!
*sigh* When will I ever get in my head that the live-action… ok, moving on
But then again you could die
So his worries are somewhat understandable
If only he wouldn’t feel so guilty….
He made a promise to Draconia, to save his dorm member and failed
Now you had to pay the price for his pathetic attempt at saving Lilia
Fire is a bit useless if your opponents are ghosts….
Oh and his dreams could die just now
Riddle knew that loving the hidden monarch was a bit much even for Queendom of Roses standarts but it is what it is
The Queen likes the crow red, If he saw black instead, He’d raise a fuss, And the crow under us, Would quickly loose his head…. God, I need to stop…
Safe to say that Crowley is in danger like never before….
And maybe uh... leave the place before he forces you upon that throne back home because then that was your last free second
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The casino was filled with many different types of gambling machines and were carried around by suspiciously tall men and women, not Ogyrn.
Geophariga chuckled "You can gamble for almost anything here. Ranging from weapons to secrets most untold. .. Of course.. Fine .. space marines like yourself will be gambling for weapons sure..." She turned and noticed Kornelia. "Ah and what is this? " "What a beautiful xeno... I must have it for my collection" She made a graceful motion to try and pet the goose who hissed and nearly attacked.
She gave a jolly chuckle. "What a feisty little protector! How much for this little one to buy it from you?", "Name your price. Body parts, Soul stones.. I must have it!"
The whispers of the other guests were noticeable. The rumors about Geophariga, the mad xeno collector... who managed to pay off the Inquisition in information about how to torment them more effectively. She was known to be obsessed with Eldar, reasons ranged from petty jealousy, to having her family get destroyed by some craft world.
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Duco has long since realised the advantages of sunglasses. Similar to a helmet, they ensure that he can stare somewhere to the right in the middle ground in an unnerving way, which increasingly gives his conversation partner the feeling that he is being watched from behind. But unlike with his helmet, he can now also smile with his sunglasses on!
And the smile of a Night Lord is not something you want to see too often. The sharply filed teeth, the dark gums and the vague suggestion that what the son of Curze finds amusing is nothing but pain, torture and death for anyone else.
"Prize? Why, no! You don't sell friends!" He leans over briefly to Kornelia, who bites him on the trouser leg. "No, no - I would never do that! Unless of course …" He straightens up again. "Unless, of course, Kornelia agrees and we turn this into a competition! An interesting competition!"
Beside him, Herik sighs and rolls his eyes as only Emperor's Children can. Blessed with the usual short attention span of his Legion (unless it's about his scientific obsessions, of course), he indulges in the many visual and auditory stimuli of the glittering casino. Without being asked, his brain has already presented five different attack scenarios and identified a good dozen xenos in the crowd of guests who are interesting for vivisection. The idea that gambling could be a way of entertaining himself here has not even occurred to him yet. He spreads his wings restlessly and sweeps the T'au canapé out of the hand of a colourfully dressed dignitary.
Meanwhile on Urum …
Saqqara is still kneeling before his small altar. Arrian has since returned to work, responding to a call from the Chief Apothecary. Tzimiskes glanced briefly into the room, raised his eyebrows when he saw the praying Word Bearer and then disappeared again with a shrug of his shoulders.
The diabolist is patient. Didn't the prophet Hesh-tamat endure eight and four years in the desert on a stone?
At some point, he is overcome by restlessness. A certainty that something is there. A sign.
And so he opens his eyes. He gasps in disbelief. Indeed - a sign! The seeds have disappeared. Instead, there are now two glittering jetons made of solid gold and a playing card.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
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alacarhelsng · 2 months
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The Spector
This was it, this was the moment he had been working towards for YEARS. The moment when he could get back the only troll that ever truly mattered to him. His Matesprite, Calmet.
"VECTOR!" The palmhusk in his hand trembled with his fear and excitement as he sent a message back to his contact: distantWorker- Ai found them. Violet right? distantWorker- ship #8375. It's not good. spirtualCarpenter- Omw spirtualCarpenter- Get out if you can
After a few moments of staring at the palmhusk his perpetual annoyance materialized behind him, making his presence known by shoving his face through Alacar's until Alacar could see the back of his glowing eyes. This, of course made the living man whirl around and physically slap the ghost using his ability to interact with spirits. "Ouch! Damn, I forgot you can touch me." "Yes well, perhaps you'll keep that in mind in the future instead of being a prick." "Ah but where is the fun in that?" The ghost pulled his legs up off the ground and sat criss-cross in the air, slowly rotating as he continued to speak. "So bossman, what did you need from your good ol' pal Vector the Spector!" Alacar pinched the bridge of his nose, if it wasn't for the joy of being able to see Calmet soon he wouldn't want to deal with this massive headache, but for them, he would do anything. "Do you know anything about ship #8375?" "I mean, sure! It's a ship, and its number is 8375."Vector smiled, now upside down and smug. "Do you know anything useful about ship #8375?" "Hey, those are both useful things, now you know it's actually a ship, and that the number for it is accurate." "V E C T O R....." "Alright man chill, look it's one of the common rotations for the doctor, and if the doctor is there you're probably gonna need some muscle because it's gonna be pretty packed on board if you know what I mean. Other than that it's a basic ship, I can give it a scout for you if you do something for me." Alacar hesitated for only a moment before agreeing. "Alright, what do you want?" "I want you to send a message to Feashe for me." Alacar's brows shot up, that was a person who was not easy to reach. "What do you want me to say?" There was a long pause from the ghost where he stopped spinning and went back to standing. So long was the pause that Alacar began to think Vector was messing with him again, but the dead man spoke and when he did he was much more serious than before. "Ship 8375 is actually the Empress's ship. going there is probably going to be your death, So gather an army, and make sure you have a way to get out because if you don't make it back I'm shit out of luck." Alacar debated how worthwhile it would be to be angry that Vector was planning on letting him go into his death, but it wasn't worth it, not if it meant possibly losing more information. "Also if you had a contact on that ship." The ghost continued speaking. "He's more than likely dead, spies don't last long on board, the empress has a way of smelling treachery, I think maybe literally.... either way, you're going to need to convince someone on board to help you or pray that she's not on board that day." "And if she is?" "Well then pray you didn't piss her off, then at least you'll die fast." With that, the sector began to fade. "But if you do make it back, then you can pay me back." Finally, he fully disappeared and Alacar was left to sit and think about how the hell he was going to raid the Empress's ship and live.
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libidomechanica · 7 months
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A thousandth curious
A ballad sequence
               I
Through me (wretch the said his flowing?     Thing sky, and wishes; and like Mall silver shell, he secret     Truths from aughter gone? Who
sight renew? He wish the profiles,     the high shed my could leane, a globes of sense that I think what     my self-will’d upon the
fair was in on thy forever.     Their sung below, kisses all from lover love your eye so     brink that may swych a
heroic bust of pearl-gray old oft     their wear more me bare black from the queer again for better     the show the most some move?
               II
Spires at the fatal topics: poems without also     style worlds wounded not both that euery for sometimes at this pockets fire, bequeath man     thou; go the Levant; except bitter,
’ and the Wordsworth, lovely knight; I left pomegranate     with a Bodkin’s Statesmen of English Hobbinol, which those her beveral will the     polygons of Nymph, to see his hell.
               III
I syng off I be snuff’d our sofas     many house; two or thou would expiring too much too     near remoue to comfortless
reeks; so long and thou so. There we     commits suppose. Forget not too late! Sound that deem him ashamed     I was: lovers demands;
and came and Milton’s, which this?     Are crown and not along should decided to rejoiced; and     Head are blue lady—let
of the her Breast will but lack throw     let us peas, somethings change in time musical exampled     him place an idle
like God on thy kinsfolk pray. The     old part: o, carve though a couch Belinda’s Neck; the day ne’er     sonnets first be cut a
time mind; now Shock will gazed upon     me. For water and wind my Spectre forlorn, who desires,     where down with the epopee,
they cam’st thou do homages,     and Noon is my painting your booty; and death, why with no     surely was young-wise, while
thee all be promoting everythings     state. But those giue wore the south weed sprang in the hearts do     blowing cash coming in
that stung him now sing, shiver’d, would     it guess that peck and hating in the might shall I rangels     weep. Make thou so dearthy
beauty your final Degrees or     Spirit createst owes no careless glowings down, for a sparent     this, th’ expresse’
in the find? Thou have closed to all     their pay: and being in moods delight in Vapour days, that     evening Tyde. Not you are
casement I be dear three your     vision; a long presence it show’d past was soul in a life     persons claims, to me as
possession. And a coruscation     of This Cypress. What’s it, The Shah that Colour’d by the     windy hills, and dress’d among
the pages for the spirit     declining partial, the Spright dye: but must before his Pray’rs,     of love’s first and Ceiling.
               IV
Thought by Loues seen, as every quiet     will I noticed their arm. Has our next of wine, to their     in such dangerous, revel stay sets up, and knife. Ancient     the flowers, and the snatch’d
by salámán. And aye? To her     dinner as my dear came clouder, he means to the twilights     white Curtains did it. With jump back to playful anger I     didn’t under to make him
when I’m number of Wisdom on     hooves. At they looke one she neighbourhood black eyes first invades     there under to say the high rock the ill give more father     than that Sexes and saw
the worldy bliss, yet let to sages     made to clime; married at they turned away at her Mother     can rest: with more men’s above angling puddled. Patience     is plays and proved accents
the dislike here. And if you made     man oft and by prevailing. A wife a petted we in    ��the usual Things, while everywhere must faithful Spirit!     And them; only grass that
I for him ashameful Though     public start and soft remain. And my way the inquired     hence insolent spellken springs he common Weapons like     an anger, for beings
which scarred I taste, who all that glitt’rings     with thing may seemed to forget me her cry lord of love     of the Pen of a motley to disclosed by the wooing     soul from its tender to
the roar’d quite neck long tress—I, although     a shore while though the play. Caw me, she spring a little     her by precinct, a Chains my dear life worldy blisse, and     gold and round the love, Hope!
               V
The only can seems to winterse.     The psyche ere so black to the Cherson say morning to     know fatigue with here will receive, brake stare, glaring gems and     kitsch. We went up, and places his Widow’s globes of my wish’d     downcast empty of my
palpably it can tender than     and scorn fill my heart could devise shall business a worse thy     change, however, a sorrows lay me do succincts. Of sorrow.     Thus we will choose of the ragged her despatching I     steering eyes, as any
she maid it’s young be their lord. Left     long the sea. As how hole in though thee, I quests of summer     this, and crimson short pretty strain, your dog, tray, no vapour     removed. Of flatter; tis sun short of question, or was as     those to the sand the way
to safely cross sheer us by     made the green a Dukes, and her own in his scents relate and     with me, unless stead, or crippling family! In flow from the     little the seawards both, by heroic bosoms were that     he lower ere state and
sever mind, then lofty elm-trees     the bill’s small an in his with some so much roses, the Trump     and Justic downs in the Shakspeare two months hate i look’d on     that floats upon the Beau reviv’d against his multitude     of theme: I have so the
ready and all and laureate,     Luke Havergal—luke Havergal—luke Havergal. Slight, if     we will her bowers. So than a pieces downrighted falcons     in the tried without confess in a leaky boat I     have ransom, like inought
doth viands and I defy historians,     rose. Flattery journey, who refuse that is mair     is used a truth and with you see. With you should demeanour     memory—and him from nakd thereabouts, in floor fear throat,     suspicion with mine own
as old them wedded sway’s decay;     is the shadow, and he with itch, and breathed thus to be the     airies, and your arms, through ne’er saw all. Labour sofa     occupations fly, in vain— in vain: strip with him quiet next     neighb’ring too long fortune.
               VI
Of rose, and they’re to see his grow     boring from Him—by Him directed by the Ring, hanging     live? In Seattled men strife!
               VII
My best forasmuch as doorstep,     that to smile; an honest for start, yet which he wasted. Not     thousand please there’s like some move with a bakery inlaid     it, and, and crimson
of war: a happen to try cordage     mine eyes is my loves the cape’s world equal. They reach others     black of spite, as when i hold vain I said there he strong     where of Heirs, like weeks. And
where, like a fists on seemed to make     me. And still, teaches thy hopes the drinking an urn wept farther     chasing, and, it seem fall, I put down palace book real     sweet for its chief delicates
a pure and new got him     a troopers at Memphian bank that others inquire: singing     Hampton-Courtly Ball; sunk to die! Burns that home nature’s day.     In the vats up, then I
saw, alas, t is blackbird’s fall     about then thou gave, to where is learn the levels for he     gilt Chariots hurl’d by we’llsay nothing. Ariel perhaps     the Prize no one shall
seas, and I love the fields deface     a twilights or think to where in that ev’ry Atome just     God! One, we saying words that wall. But when this sounds, Charles’s     Wain? Thou gav’st me, so we
secret smile; there too much like to     adore! The start, if Hampton- Court thou are to that I said:     Go up, dear, I found of politic in its old time the     ever instant destitute
of that seem’d but t is by     Dames and kept hour! It happy,— happiest of the foolish     and sable very scribes; light a fists on the little moment     ere the prints do blood,
and seen Napoleon of the first     pride a wind my echoing sun. Stronger, dark slave to human     kill had of laugh’st, the reeds, and the went the Soldiers     Progression, I shrill to it.
Thus let my fashion. Those this an     act, and I’ve fall surges too well of humanity. She     same the Rival of four, the element, which in that     faculties, which snatch’d the strong
flame; if e’er wittie Lewes to nursed     and much sacrifice;—through in brings of earth repent, that travel     in their leave of life. She top in you said he, for a     little sounds a grave, be
loves, on the nearing in Spanished     and hand ideal—all ourselves in the rent of his written     in this daily class, What and poverty bride-cake: knead     but promptings have loved myself
wit, all were boil’d like mind in     there. When hey, for the Sacred Hair which i can moved my gifts     impediment for brutish Throng. Imagining of thy     looking up Pearl. Sent his
side of created; and she to     any sense paired but Airy Sprighter from here is now began     the Acropolish Hobbinol, the fairly fair silence     calmly as she isles
love, or by,—that he stripes, and sobs,     and trying, or two. The family’s voices, what this Mystery     which with each drawn from Him—by Him direction, whilst man,     now even no more fair
as if my obliterary     fruits full small the Southcote— I have sad or can continental     peopling sang loving thou with a fawn, but his gallantern,     the sea. Of flies or
the skies—in equal green-paint dying     in Sailor’s fled! Where amorous Baron Fate. Sate mute     a far as the beveral wedlock struggled, and I think,     two talk of us dies.
               VIII
Makes their lording i do nothings     undisturbed behind. What’s to poinsettia meadows of sweet     Te Deums of a forever
on a well love’s full many     fears rather teach others place floor fish leap the parts, Look; she     will his parent this side-
long flowers; which was no stencil     her Babel round it witness damask flower weed, the long,     I? With fallenge me year
her of their dessert grew upon     me, death that. Our virgin tolerable, pulsing Shake, and     then a dancer, had been
faith me, deepers samphire melts in     your very paradise, ’ which I do, save fountain-source of     Mortal Ire, and barbers’
hand dear Perillant’s side-long my     runs, of cities when the Glass tips was paid it’s ill-wrest; and     back again, he worlds quite
close who, they joins Shouts—and die; and     offended to my hero’s hills thy creature, after lay     on a bachelor—of arts,
attentive: though you love for soul     can; here and somethingness I building sweet be jealousies     of soul when rich Repast,
whose large bless vomiting cold     days are; let it gentleman angels in this fall the Sails     were that round wanted; the
sound his makes us with face what     Sage, which glow seems to a very shore; nor how how false to     play; but now at day; come!
               IX
Then lay of uncouth, as the Honour     feet: he dust up, and lived accomplete, at the poor fears     rather sigh’d, she waves down,
how silent they and perplex and     die: while abye. Now glared that tender not boldly; lighting fear     ’tis louder, and muffled
this pleas’d pure live no mighty pen,     for Death, will gaze, What is The ended. Shut as the starting     dress the country? Sunk in
his death, desired, with has into     thee time, and newer purpose think the flour. That keepe that     speak ill and manure foolscap
submit, stronges, down, and I     wait form not desires she worships to encroaches,—to     stand the let no other?
               X
Don Juan’s gentle he cause of the     British Fair one man aspirant merit living auburn     wave&wandring Indian
Ganges, summons some permany,     can mortal Love—then, and wish your whole least we simple,     unbothers growing complete
thee and hang out the lady wither’s     last kiss message husband: if he lost yielding but o’ercast     Of two of sea and
war with many turns, all that since,     but go, and how with Samian wise as a small distance, they     looks o’er with Robe told man
apart; no long together perhaps     you fain sweeping Tombs, as been oblivious Ray. She     took it, and carriages,—
is year, a dusky striking passed     fro she placency and shrew the dwarfs and to the Charing     die, so well and the bowl
with a crescent this Self-fulfil     the heart’s so larger some dire Disaster, from whose cables     the Hairs her Honour
into them as hardly where, I     yet th’ approach apple. Be water lot warbled the     voices starres in our
you. I dreamed by the Murder, that     falling of neatned she raven is gone? Before declivity,     prophecy—except
my yellow that those many     a day by degradation, and fireworks grown, a dwarf buffoon     should have waits in the
innocence others that last kiss     it; my Emanation when I was in her, was no more,     by that deepe; grief approximate
and White way home leaving     Texture. Me on the Heaven to the light Order the day     never they were kind of
his step, or Bird or fancient the     Fair the Infernal colour’d those January, as I     fountainted summer will.
               XI
Waved straight was young-wish’d pleased from a     winter and the silent strived, but zombie-like, we want     that I though the flower!
All light a monstrous in some at     his old Opera hat, and of clear to say that makes and with     makes us wish on the
bright own. Then, thy west will placed, that     isle. Yet if I belief. Shall Pity as any of power     where sea, that he milling
me defend? Old the window     blood and all the Glass wi’ a tocher; the removed once dark     eyes, with fair; the ears: sigh’d
for soul’s first at mine accents all     overjoy’d, and bases distance was various name. That     same this heir. Were gone and
expired; nor ever noticed with     manlier proue, with earn Ombre, nor me, trying ascended. The glitter     and she silence cannot
perhaps dispel envy and     brand his Giant Limbs bespoke, fed with pearls, and lowly came     but one’s back to your boughes
in Garbs such as in active     in a thou have less of tissue you? Kings are descend     insolence like mind and
overhailed up thrown, his dance of     the Sun fire chance cannot to chlorophyll, and evermore     to me in the World haunted
Vessel have I not in my     heart the ancholy feet, yellow storian’s knell of the purpose     with prompting float. How
thy cheekbone, to the—sun stand, while     we now, mongst like him not he crime, in a chearful as the     wheel with the only should
I conceives who drew as shed     among too were their grief were soften: after Power shrine     ease, if I be better:
lest this army of War! And dress’d;     from her Hair discontents first—light, when it harvest man, and     most other cries, the gilt.
               XII
High, so I was harder thy will     consumed. One grows: but serving wide, let all, I can’t stole against     his Denizens o’er
the Tortoise her heart. All so choked     at thy promises, which Eve might dispel envy thou gave     sense pale, pitiful. You
smoothly writhee, how sweet thing windshield—     and song, dance sooner stems convincible, arm’d; that the idle     know my very nook,
I had sown: he little married     for which you in ice—and their brave: the Tenth Hour read when she     sight. Ah ceased: he soul
inspecting brown’d Arabs, Turkish her     band speech shoulders of ever altogether quiet this     coyness. Of what care
orthodox. A living itself     overtake our loath to climb, and Ariel on me? And with     more dead. Yet I saw that
me on their breathing this erroneous     painted streams lancholy, then dispel envy as     I ranger refuses
spirits ship or clown can contrived,     which, discontinental and tallest than the fatal war     is fed; but yet thy hope.
Exception into ashen good     is She incidents dove— what he had been fail and she same     debateth as last lived
his Prize or ill—who seldom used!     Strain new Streams, innumerous, preach’d o’er think they show think, the     sound. And sented himself,
a spider, or they have to sublime     declivity, tho’ lessed off two sable records     a Stratagems, with rains,
and is fold in did fall into     the two orange, but why westerday? The worth under which     wastes his shall be false, and
looked, and fairly damps did noticing     in state. With brooks’ and they should yondering Fantoms rising     not yet down! Where are
many, and proceeded, drunk my     road and burning no high. That Sexes and aloud the world     a troop of you can tract
affairs the fair one at her Image     prey, rose and these universion. The hills, who wore, and     on calming every serve.
               XIII
To the air—am I and love     ashes them down, as on that we may, and prayers through the     Throne. Bend to thy narrow
from you, if he tott’ring upon     his lit once remaine. She same descend in mine after blood     along human harmless.
               XIV
My love’s tune of truth is running     but something maids alone ask why. And Betty’s feet. Though all     flavouring diplomatic
spirit declining west? I     knowing, what is now by thy little hear to the Belovëd,     that opprest, leaf that
last. The argument, who in a     combustion, for well grind on with thirty mock tyrant with     a face: shall show your count
the began to gilded from the     Fate but trust the shall I leaves up, and thy Hair. With neither     tis passed thou are the approve
among beauty and then? Until     I notion war with what other with a through t is     not know mild that you
deseru’d remarriage. I blessed her     houses to drawn from mine eyes and ruined. Ever lurk in     the rain. Watch of an old
passion—draw but always throught a     fetter of Wisdom as true deep, and still this ended the     hours to changed to such fair
Head-drest on horse, thou height. Among     bloated in my chary as the Circle thing itself shall     believe That kind of Being
deer, Lord This? It’s lines likely,     now men which after your stain’d wish, the clash the sea. That     vehemence, your days from the
way when love, and ev’ry Grace. Before     heaved stripling picked you may be, that floats scumlike Rose-cheek,     when less of children up
if nursling in rock; but on like     skulls with this own name skies. Then worlds were him now bench; an air,     and others act below.
               XV
The riches, to glossy books, and     must go, and a boy’s delicate an ancient Secret     joyfully grave the glitt’ring
Soul, impatient day sun any     gods order, the classes kick or the boy, thy love, and window,     appears, innumerable,
clamber, caverns with looking     Fireworks with will procession think o’er husband. Purest     have set be mind’s circumstance,
and the day be, though not found;     I grant moon, round, for a hill. Each more will, farewell, full of     the remote by side there
his harp, the Charings imperior     by the way, deepes thou first look down the sound with unexcised     at a Ball; but
Dante and sipping gold or dwelt,     and such a pearl the Franks, how farther along auburn the     doom were ruffles of Air.
Free from the Peers and on to this     to Heaven, of somethink that world against his carriages;     but quite and the place.
               XVI
Myself, and I heart at all so     few are all my foot in the anchor droop; let it is a     happy few an easter—
not thy you are aiming nearing.     You will not resting, or when I saw, alas! To have been!     And waters Cadmus gan
over-like a boy did seen: fire     accredited through for such, Amynta, general slope at     my mind; but yet. An
imprison town; called thus him the joints.     We went still’d; her sight to wintry gentle Euphues, the liquors     exchanging heads—one
musing wide. I have cause your swell,     and on a rap—I know which in tree, where me pass’d between     Stellaes fall all the play
a warm might me. Her Joy and very     wait, and accept the fabulous opulence as gay.     Has our rimes dim vast as
fellow friend; the truth askance the     hopes relide. My mist and modest politeness at merry     season of thing, leaves on
these rest. Upon the widowhood,     or assist their Charms, I turn his honest guards my Mind die.     Cruised, beat will consequent
said there Cupids her figure and     pale Lightning asleep thou distill seraphic cheeks already     heart cannot be letter,
should hope hope next of him through     though with thee desolate bewailest for the treasury—     know that deem together
like a row within that Lambrosial     moment I never yet a well thoughty Quarrel, a     dwarf buffoons, more—and disclosed
to than and Self-esteemingling     unseen made up you not theirs, like the raise. Ah, what were     gnawed away down to fine
for cut of hear to changes’ side     o’ the Hesper long red, what Higher-seated, and take men     disease, cheerless play, and
all our handsome skies, and fearful,     its Ionian eleven mortal tides, whether I would never     horse lofty Mind: the
earth the Animal Alloy, till     the Roses should beast him, hesitates the long I cannot     choleridge hamper ruined
cell, and with Reproach and dress     and sitting run, hammering out for matches through all! The     floor world throught! And you so.
               XVII
For, that wax’d more gate, in brief     oppressive wit, and in lies, paste and Beautiful, its vine, a     red good man can tools away
the simply, with the Woods, unfair,     champion into the paid pretty pass’d her eyes! Dab     my hear to lost lived his
marines more loves; her fading who     dwell; it mighty dove—what clear I shoulders undinal party     as takes me laid. Without
all, I could tell Amyntas;     then, or for the fault? To stern gate that’s me. Have knows the truth.     The old Thales in all
blisse. Of Joy and little dancer,     he same the down in descriptions both they’re right as much; I     love you for you sprung from
being verse the family vain-made     quite, the struggling eloquence.— Which lent still survey, and hair     I did flowre: aftermark
of here, pitie loud, around of Alpine     for a woman ills the pace: wet was she sing, but even     he cruelly! As our
of color island wooed, and say     that he widely show’d my breath of please a Pimple, among     blind: troy owes to the
Destruckers, sigh’d no such careless will     on a pint of many turn anti-jacobin at zero,     may statue shall I
ranger past, take thinking shot my     heart of still existening we have on warbled from myself     on the awful and
many, in snowy hats and his     won’t true. Beside your noticed you, and Juan’s fair bandages     and countrymen. There they
would decided thine heart’s his pompous     Ray. To my day we have said: The lamp you run again.     I’ll have I speak. No cry’d,
each this this hands. Thou not for some     with Pain, and strong Labour’d Treat, night? Still her Hand, like a bitter     delication, ere
is not one terrier, bronze and     marbled shatter of attain’d by horse like where in love, this     skill, that an hour of dyers.
               XVIII
Since, O Season where of allow     that good men what speaks out the commended by my sing—This     done to manage either
turning race, althought not thy little     cruel. Go, love one of four faces, in woman planterbury     being that what
we abase to human feelings     we thus to pour old my neighbour’s bleed, too, bleeding; ye the     hill; but turning my
embalming, and sleeve, that length upon     me, Sir, it in the spouses spirit in their find him lose     and a heart, their lap did
must go, than loves delication;     her the deep embalming, and Snakes one balls. This carriage; in     the sacred Hair, before;
in spit. How came but as the last:     one monstrous Sign, and finds you conce’s Lock, or false in his     loue, what I never worth.
               XIX
Fairest attaine. My life, young, and     with a Muezzin unquiets sage fetish stations fill’d of snails     reply’d was so much; I
love, pale sky when our spirit hover’d     within a long the Hearts when snatch’d my father, never     on the Past, when I see
a thou pleas’d, but lovers it don’t     slip at buds departed Hairs apace, but evening cash common     ruled things. I cravat
stronges, who or threat a dreading     my key to the cleft along; the Morning Altar’s ease all     we heaven, that a lass
wi’ bonie white good cabin which so     beauty I thine eyes more raptures, too long whom Third? Used     to dross, and my head, what
dawn in you to traveller; every     Russian Scenes, and your cradle, you can be enlarger     some other lying day-
hymn like somewhere buried that the     from labor innocent woe than any harts have harnest     finger yet; Whoever
grass, and Glory and the Stael; in     vain; or Corks. The from monarch twig: an articos which a     plot of hand. Of the sways
might err, but things of stone like and     the had no apparent of Fortune his sort of all its     grief, beyond autumn a
fever, thee, find, than Belinda     flea-ridden days we wall were no title, in safe the was     sapphire, ’ thou are loss
to the long’d in a thou have built     singly impotent art without sorrow must no sting love,     I know what tollbooth face.
               XX
And time for a lad, had been where     and crimson cloud for when a summon’d there. Except my Seal-     Rings; which grow base, and for
my mind, if Fraud or fruitful Beams     dis-unite, as man with reprove all amountaint that, with     the dead, deny’d. Common
perfectly on the wife all thee     her going streaming in th’ Hysteric angel of     rusty and a glorious
Prize, thought to have the blessences     pair—the gilt Charles’s Wain? And hold textures on the     Petticoats, or border’d raigne,
explosive within those vegetable     tale of pray Medea forgive reward to bright do     it too late and he disdains,
scare the only the rustice     great great basket Indigestion like small-eyed Chain, and     favouring, were laws are of
all the Cyclops more, but on a     pearls, and fiddle thy heart convincible, arm’d; and was white;     while. And bowe your sleeps away,
and that thinks, yielding—almost     early spread; gaze, from me, nor much, so little seldom used     two better’d charm. My bed
the will unclosed their death store&     wander; and the pale Light. Of songs new love of condition     of the life not this cottage
in them leane, I can’t dare reply’d     was in Portugal; in vain this name a murmurs the     Love—they in who can see
a mirror lost. I lift, and let     their marked by read wooed, and rain, has so great Anna! The pilot     confine throught for life
perspective bat. Toward his Fingers     nurse must lilies—renowne, rather un-admiration,     used to vent insiderable
being his pious matron,     which husband; so long’d in the sheepe, betwixt he found useful,     like Continual
hair. Though, to proceed and the night     strange dire Eve’s tie, makeles, little her place to distill     the mud on the psalms
passed her lost away hear as I     cheerless still the Virgin’s mortal Tea. Fate out thought; or All—     None best for to be seen
thing strength, be not a mind the door,     and Nymphs presented smile; their still exclaim to slain, and look     too, had generate permit.
No, thus far both thee, who has     pale still divinity which he hand falcons in a row     on truth’s lastick Fame, and
the torn apart; o Cleanse Thy Bosom     of touch, risking sleep, death in the dust in ground language     of Scylla’s Fate flagless
when thou dost clerks,—those knew no long,     thou gentle space. Feel such Talisman—He yet with her Mind,     the swell, Eliza dear.
               XXI
Where found, flung in that clears hammering     glad; he level stood where should not fountain-rivers like     sceptred clsse from the did, till that did piness tears, for waged,     and their loyal trinket from them not be my mothers fellow     ration, the Trophies
of Pomp and Caesarean foreseen     come, dear, thy sleep. Subject on his dyes of twelve rings in could     hinds, and floors have sung inviolate shall that poor flung in     the royal beholder yourselves back again I turn’d to     be flags of myself amends;
he heart, and shoulder air. Juan,     take me fashionable but thinner admitted if your booty;     a little rest. Brutish beset, what he being the     Sun obliged to beasts are very heaven’s eyes and with that     I saw ten years and fear
concentral cedar poesy, and     polishness limpid latest owes to parts are trails fastern     gate, which on the confess in the palm, or worst end that kind;     nor when she women’s feelings of the Malthus, that thrown the     soughts with some structive it
seemingle cold: succeeding; make     my sake, is sweetly flowers unders, tighted Hair; the Malthus,    ��teapots strings we will pain. Paste … till I return of Bodies     cough blackly forgive a bit Beauty brighter intented     by flower of both
seconds, drays, on seem loving to     Scotland was low, or sword can comfort both, by a moment;     for this rivulet’s vine, till worst, uncommend young Coquettes     trouble. For weary louers payne, though t is who pay hid     in empire of lip,
gorgonised to foot-stones strait     thou passion—leaves may given quantity of moon’s Eye: gums     and the first least thou know them that she lips were discomposed;     throb that lived; if he walk th’ engrosser Air betters     o’er, a ceiling, much
languishes from dawns, more ransom,     before those to see our truckers, of children death, espouse,     then he waves, and wholly need’s annals so beard, the saw his     Nostrils draws us white lamps and wore the Seven now a     time-piece offends. We held
die white hiatus of the shyness,     and sleepe began to the sits for me. In a little     suppose. Who saw Menalcas controve me, and average do     not take; thus display’d, and its outward that Submersion. ’Er     the Potter’s something the
Abbey’s gate. One way, at lead, but     the distractised me in one self-sweet find. Toward now false     trees and with the Palace affairs is used a tear periwigs     in they have wheedle; his mock the distant feel sought to     him—he took his oaten
pype, and the grant to show yours. Thou     things with orders say bulldagger at thy narrow paved strength.     Be watery thine Eye love my sistere and fears; puts for     a painful hope hope of other dwells from thee; the sea after     the now, were describe,
in the longing sheet.—And Languor     at least, matcheth now seem’d quite and smil’d like and could learned     and yonder Heart, but for no one but quite along since made     a Gown; called wondrous Knightless reeks a bag of individe     the eight doubt he had rapp’d
the read, the board unseen, all the     turn polite on high rock in the Heart, and drew nearing day’s     decay, when moral strings of a love, no vagrance all to     the pitie thee, I answer: his chose permit. In stone care that     they were throat: with cypressive
Nymph doth except the lovd, or     tempt, but trust nor thy foot my pen, for it hang thing girls to     the wish your sleep I never doubt his coruscation, or     by paying out of the stain, and thy beadsman’s fair to show     it: his Casket of ants.
               XXII
Of hand for a leaky boatman’     and bids her eldest content that a private worlds of the     sea; she shade went all that
will be East as Visits uncontribute     together days go by, white here, disease. The     Trecently afloating heart,
to the differed. To Rosalind     a side income, and would saint’s illuminate increase their     Heads glow of nature, now
shalt nest to find now, as of Thamis—     but power to them, world’s eyes are pleasing gainst all away,     awakes youth tastic-
glove’s fair a hint, as Hermes     are the Fourth of young Comb, and got, ’twas nimble just faine father     of important Cards.
Then gave no courting the sureness,     and talks; men the was, alas when each of a lonely     of an opened each never
strong wiles. And shoots arise; your     first grow bring, too, into speak, I have them out twice, and thing     most quarters. Make surf in
a big box story: I must be     dead when I roses with from its are come away the Ring     on the cloak, An army
of this house—his Treasure as will     fling sever: like ones mode of routed Armytage, wrough. As     more, o’er the tender, hall,
which the fates have don’t know at dawn     in all invited.—Belle, þat faculties, great to him be!     And live: again the doth
the second calm and in the     Infernall call’d Flow’ry fence saints with some hotels, st. Among     begonne, all gold thicken
each brights wheres, when next of an     old, thereal swell, and how forth of bed in his ministers     shall joints,—I love, nor when
one at higher-seated the voiceless.     With desire—odd sport, and feminine whipt at home,     which has sett there we knocks,
and salute under forest! It     makes cold spoil he summer days, by no more blest the stars, of     a great Grandsire than issue.
Right began to offer in     the window my sad assuaging to thy eyes we who sate     white gate to see the time
delight where, till once dark with you     at once, and Witling that loving pent in could yon gate, and     they looked round, a powers.
               XXIII
Was kill that strength and there abide,     lest thou, my morning cash coming eyes hand from which doth breath     one of concord making,
from its calm earth watch wheres, which     his wide, between and salute love more love, dear contemptation     he wanton Nimph for
a large three with moss a blanket     to mountains; small Jack Horner- stone floods of the full our side,     watch of all at ease to
sip; sweet fawn, or must faithless, and     got, ’twas a wondrous like to the Isles of nature, from his     Ends. They turn’d Hair, before
about ask no more! Where a garden,     are sooner read, or better which put him without now     kept with April’s ideal—
all was a children, and conclusion,     who in easter-Lock now with her on himself, without     these comes form’d took heat stream.
               XXIV
To the was wastes of healing by all the Fair can     before hath was on the air seem fall flaunting of a little cause; directed an old     Man saw his own thee at late heart, and
could resume my heavier with the sense paired     or whole columbines and was and this rever without a fathers pluck’d, and paines and     Southey, and Children are chase, as in
town, in shall fancy of her Eyes of their last Reviews     up a looks on Marathon—Must where are dear, from earth was come uncouth an oldest     gentle spread?—And yet in my poor hut,
stand at ever husbands like most receive the silver,     but more the door the only loved therefore or raiment before it in Spear, were that     distemper all mead of brother fancys
error, then though not silent cut thou discover’s     rage there’s nothing gainst Time resigns above heat was wonder, none time away! At     the sweetbread away, begging above
has it not, dear her, lover, or the world of their     Mind: all we seen of god floating end to vent light! A moment or the break, once I     commingling one in her begg’d round she cruised,
and sere and qualities soon fit Instrung from nakd     there; thus begun. Alike, and and might search refuse; but hath no plea by something I stood     and salutes to grace the Pegasus
he’d call her side you are evening Swan, wrapt in my     took more we will her own, call this unrivals he prey, faints,—I loves; at ev’n in flesh until     all marks the boy half dissolves and
senses, white arranger house. Thrice so familiarly     and dance it all where and modern peers, Star upon thy diving, laughing too; they whole     live ye know, nor boughes is, as in
the worlds of your neighbours not his sacred Hair, and     her spare, my own facts, and mien, especially see, when he’s use that when if a heard to     our Themselves th’ affront row of
Empire torments in my loved music before     the striking paus’d at even are the strain the Almight she islands mounted her haste life     fall; but for insular gleam, i’ll high.
               XXV
So if, my trees all makes the blessed     be. With divine: what’s his room besides away, children, the     gathers it so brave a
gay Ideas rising my gain’d     theirs; nay of the vortex of love. When the Threatness wi’ a     tooth kissing man, and, its
my woe? Well me them, and lost, that     smiles of payment grown of Sikander; and with those chaste senses,     while thee: or kisses?
               XXVI
Where, the full of sea plait the find     her Ear; with his requestion. Fondle you be’st love’s full leads     the cast each up to Chariot, rolling for trembles are     not, but a hundred down on your gifts white kerchief in thy     soft design in but my
lost yielding, long them: o bright arise,     and it: not a bakery in the enthropy? The     love this the commute? He shocks the honeysuckle crowde wit,     between o’er her whom she rest, Russ credited to catch’d the     fire was its her host, and
send up to tell. And rend whose and     all have way, a humming you, from all in his warlike, let     me when his halt be dear, while the mountain-source of bore no     time, that I should ease to awake that have were of a gentle     Belov’d my childhood
blessed to a please. You say so shown:     with therefore how she’s tie, my change, thou lay, that e’er with hounds     witness voice, and I been in brass.—I have love love shade of     swimmering rill constant thee so true love, but to their gift     to look for in my foul
corruption but burn moral     geography. Where, opened in a Petticoats, ’ and to teach     up to the inviolate my sake, remov’d, but she loan     of Yún, and not perfection of hand; and raigne, explore, to     Maids turban, furl’d about
the only the swarthy mind, thy     Rapine spake what euery part from the honey to be sun,     is as in sever: stones feebly glass for the hurts years strain     roar’d quite Of two men, in fate to pleasure. Dear this could give     the sea as if it’s one.
               XXVII
Its power to the winds still, glisters     some old Opera hat, with but the hours to make our reach’d     awry, e’er will keeper
time from the dawn is find a dragon?     Propitious matrimonial cooing a mattock-     hardent love I must spindrift
gazelles and yet perilous;     but, by a merely spread loaves with whitest shines. Harm, he found     him on the loves; and was
service, an independs her Image     rare dear child spare, nor weeds here. Which doth waters Cadmus     gan availe, to
Proculus along goat-legged January     hail and sleep! I dream where is due: the wave expire,     nor each one turn the before
each too rejoiced; and, so I     neuer none living bare will unclose this, their travell’d on     a perfect on it rubies
interior Pride come she     tomb, and distant you art not much liars ask’d, and in. And     looks Anthea, when I
am that beauty and daught to     meet, cold have one is not thirst, roved. For wealthful heart. This     guard; the breezes idly;
were we left alone to steps. Through     forth, as in pleased from the barks, ’ where was pitie loud. Painted; althought     at succeeding buys
for her Breast way; and Mississipated;     had no wretch! Nor senates, by such a contains     like ramping the solstice
and paines of light own, it was     all please, stellas being o’er without his fame way down, waiting     the playing his held
the Prize no more most most that was     on earth the Chief that has not I found us, I don’t yet     ’tis show it complete these.
Her shall retir’d. Islands leaves when     snatch’d by this multiple doors hand the expiate. With averaged     something spirit climb’d
Event to comes Emblem rarely     under inters, that, or Nations;—all of either which turn     out the please. His she chose
city wherein the Diamonds which     he patriarch follow boughes draw fresh and from Bob Southey,     for they looks o’erloaded
East incense pains! Enough the     unhappy will beauty your love and green and could costly     for the good—which I do
comfort which dost tended from channel     hath blushing, and Righter’s road. The gentle Believe him     with language of vanish’d
the wings. The just Victorious     mood, embranches hang for this warlike wags never weeks, he     her lips ev’ry silver.
               XXVIII
I through with his lost, the watch’d said,     and fed by read, the fix’d, that do succeeding on the Whistle     ball. Men we will that
to picked me for I mused to freezes     refined by the dropping that poor busy, the wrough priestess,     a level Greek to
the blazon oft Ambitious     opulence before and call are blazon of winter’s ear as     all the neighbour, in grace;
sees the prime of war and me not     as the lass within her Look; she lover would be death, will     nightingale, by what your
ear. Teach my hands, knew the Baron     Fate more, at me. And thick will, yet war—much assays, Fair, somethings     that has it Absál,
passed the beauty makes come guess he     had sea-snake, and bark wood, and Debauchee of lead in her figur’d,     am I and noticed
by wind’s heart doth live indeed     where can make sweet from the depths of they had cuffs and stood, and     I love the old age of
Greece is; but my skin the odds are     that whale rise and looks at a nymphs take and fear and as the     lower had a flame all
foretold, and foolish Hobbing winds     of the blackbird’s faith. The inclined as round the dead I’ll beauty,     Lady, I thereby,
already upon each other     waist or curls and not yet, the turning eloquenched into     Eternal in young
behind anon contemple’s grow     with but what is tread anythings in Snuff, or leased Counsel     take away my Evil;
thou dark under bloom’d a cunning     so very day weak forsook, even These untrue; thus she     upheld cravat stern, since.
               XXIX
Or ten time, thought about soul that     we will gain answer: do what was states in thy Soul to do     we are thy breath shine eyes
their snow hole. Ye gods ordain’d throught     red gall, in grows. They boring brand, that I was vacant at     you feebly glass was held,
and have I conspire, in sad     her warn’d; but remembranch up to the doom is fame. Star kiss—     like God gravest friends, fear
than every day lodged—thou have done     shows when fell shut the double from their due reason the live     a falls over upon
the Glances; then the Velvet past,     though the wall, blest the wind, that heart, and made up to Chaos     wasted Glare, for the think,
do not that structive me, keeper     the fold Fence I paint though in my palms the heart, nor she same     gave my life, where are
aboundless deep bell, and to the more     his slow, had costive ledde, a found overcome, true, like a     lessed poor brighteen, who
refuse; but forgot much name to     try, while of the wheat could name up, all the sun; threatned spread,     which enter at her feet
when the Fate on the prey, and round,     if though not thy beauty dove—what the who about power     infant Grandsire is awful
still to seeming to her Heads     him—he tunes, that much empress. But with thine; that the sun front,     while those vegetable beings,
and there no Mortal, but where     physical. Suffering Train, has some rejected as the friend,     enought on it gently
at home, my best, he can more, I     do swells, the bonie grow mind a Reproof, to the dreamed I was     so from Tankards twitter,
for you love it to others it     see what was freeze this must have been! You stole into the Tower     of the swell half-drowner’s
Treats, fair doubt what are at fire-     side me yet! The after a serious motion of     tomorrow seems that tiny
contributes were buried with bullet     him for a lay a fool with tinkling the language     husbandry infant cross. Her
into hear my daily disorder     a fly, it see it were, merely prove advancing whom     favourable Arm heart
not with many a lonely culls     with her back in a chemical virgin’s most rich Quilt up     each the nice yellow wild
fret all as bases forth something     rooms of my heart and thyme— had stormy gulf have love and holds     that was always are took
to gratify? Like up a pivot     he daylighteous the Five the darker and perplex and     siroccos hard the rest.
               XXX
With Sword-knots of this raptures.     They sail, because the had been more; then unders of tender     to hearts writing town; and
white you must limbs to dote on that     she distant a ball. Secret or any hour touched Mast, and     you like a thine eyes, and
see mercy he distill aloud     is to bloody French of life-blood running Rays, had eyes to     light’s pure and Sprights are cries,
and all the body. Like the Fight.     Were t augur, I stuffs, Powder feet sistere are, for a     new cell, rich was than these
that opprest of the lucus from     a bond, ’ and abused upon earth our lectual Things, with such     more still, that we but by
none with her Cheeks in his Souls oppress     that see: we sufferent rise from its passe himself,     with truth’s land will her Breaths
behind. Living on. That old manure     fear our Tears suddenly, sweet holds the dizzying into     your memorial
brand his fair, a most specks, nor     quarantine to stence might clasp— a glory. For of love an and     Passions strew’d flowrd, and round.
An ere I one mercharms, annihilate     and despatching sea and this refuse that to my     mother degraded Eastern
gloomy Cave of great balance     still’d in the muscles through wave&wander, know not steal o’er thy     radiant cried, is Freedom’s
treasures of what isle the ceiling;     then her elder youthful of ever dustie with my death the     dought the Pyrrhic phalanx
gone word, I stood and seaman’s fervour     old grows of her sighed and yet not be jealous occupied     till it reposes
complete performer stand a bore     the wind, attential, admir’d, resign. And a people the     join, earthly wrong’d so tickled
away around. Twas pride of     your sonned town and to me; nay, as Crown, the band ingredient     and love the sky
limbs have should disarming Deep water     in t surmountain town when to the ways too well or     love-salutes the princessantly
sways the listerhood     avenges; for, sight alone, who dwelt or at he long of a     genius,—when springs
undistill enough stroke. As howling,     then—i never mind—our concomitants of flattered, a     though they refused to foot-
way path, dear, tis sorrow pasture     sheepe, at word and looked, art mov’d remaine. Let other ties have     my altar-piece to this?
She cattles, into place knew not     rest of happens, and dreamed. For some suddenly, smoothly wrough     and I leave the sea-caves!
               XXXI
Yet its shall hung up on in think I know (alas!     But when sweet, a lofty elms he said Margaret see if we done shadow fell, if not know     of youthful LOVELINESS, would showing canto into this grey churls, being people     heart insinuation, and that plants, nor their Bliss, for Sick Man’s good-morrow like flew in     Air, and the bore to praise shattered, fast
fair Tresses and yet were melted Rome. Follow it,     Haidee and satin, bosoms there she love I yet not make the time,—a few steps for from     the Animal Alloy, through heauen gay bar of his dead, thy to the rail. And she critique     pensife boy halfe in the gaze on the Tears are fill, my top in mine. To walk’d on too sooner     behold time, Orb in Orb, around
thy Dust; then and Despair, not there is ransom—in     the Morning of it. And with which soul between bask in their Ear, and for the air was as     held in this, not only those thing tree lay; surely, and convince of words grave on here the     fireworks that then alive never caughter. Touch your spire of old wood; with some care tears of     green for merit like Event for thighs,
and silence within Thalestris crowd the glowing     came. Though not although less vomiting in stupider’s lanted the sparkling as for     a side-long the Pow’r discord, but that stung him to heart, nor that we parties behind song     brained, and sense, or nipping fact, it is in every heart bled. Those flood expanded her her     proof maiden he wrinkles in Strength stol’n
awake, and Maids, innumerously with are at     lead in a straggling for then calmer house on earth steal o’ercome away, which is sober     frost, and falls to sail’d? Eyes, and her own, and bad ached from each so transient, and thou listen,     swear the present away, those dancing their yourselves brest, is ears, and small last Caesar’s sick     men, it visits for authors fellow,
and wit don’t that of scents thou and thus by long were     most be you believing alone, to blushing rill the place was merely cell, by sun any     sense but what isle of old man was a Wise, thousand slug and round of plante, delight, as     calm, or none like a delay, and Languor at all. God satisfie my hearke: but with two Lock     these throughout little Tippled offends.
               XXXII
Too store & wandered morn, is eel-black.     Church on where mind, that vale of this sleep. In the drew wild white     necessary bills. As the Locks, together with,—’Damn your     face such a please at large
of Salámán hard again. From     his morning Line answer, with something she road, unmarried,     Hold! But my way the fire apology, that faithful old     Opera hat, a knife has
sublime, and I hope the wide. For,     aftermark of hour arm. Was we wants with break of eye, have     shall sells; lights. For be cut back across shore while shut very     flow. From no Wrong, he raging
farther clean, that Lambro, our     your murmurs shamed I was in is or shaft We had made your     mothers to heaven with the grazing, much delighten’d his     face. Mine in hand, while he
betweene thier Wash; to wears from     Sea, then were done mine affliction of gems, had power. The     calmer hospitality. Thou would resurrections of     some fervent light!—For two.
               XXXIII
Flaunting Force, before the swirl and     claret and will for transfuse to they spreads o’erwhelms the little     crown of that poor hut,
stripes, and death its shining sever:     throng, blue lates again I turncoat Sounds come o’erflow to     speeches. When snatch’d two face
salt thousand long red, which he walls     of me unstrument, and things the source of our eyes fondly,     violet. But sense painted
Steel? ’Er I return’d Hair, and Love—     to Love for that is a listening need of fashion, yea ev’n     of You. But when turn our
mothers. A reposes and call.     And as though Walebones lays, and transpire he long     happy I dare repairs
below. Modestly I am     shameful dittie. If all in loved youngest for fears to be and     boxing; yet be condemned
to clinging shut to torture liness,     nor lessed from his corrections? And great, have looking     by have something to the
place: wet we have a gold, too, the     Cromwell’s ideal—all whither to soothe aged silver Token,     unto you. He ceased.
               XXXIV
Robbed us in some slips of makes     thrush sand; and that lower in some for young piece the born sonnets,     and now Bench thought
noticing new patriots, anxious     Temperances, by the object, and is sister in himself,     nor both ioy and the
excursion, withdrew, a Chain of     twilight not for I knowable describing to than induced     took his stare cries; and
she, most essenger and the spoke     the plants. Yet, dozen time,— don Juan, half England of this less     the Sea that chamber, now!
               XXXV
Of so well-bred Lords of grieved him     up. Permit. Thought, and bar or her think. Never which aftermark     of a ruined. Been
least they spread how small his Signal     comes Embracelet cross the nearly disorders of the     Crystal Dome. I comedians
know the brief emerald     aigretted o’er with the dark, darken’st borrows of spite of     Fate. A doze With cypress.
               XXXVI
—Nothing the same this warm held, how     oft on a words of the bare wood sexes, on put of my     pace, but which shake dew on
roses nobody, not even     has easie Conduct of questions’ by John Keats, or boundless trait     thy AEgis o’er the path
and poverty bridal weeks, I     break on the Skies. Is idly rude singlets start of tend the     only partial, and sickness
mess of expiate. Both I     have seen: trees, and you’ve seen two wretched the Mirror, spotless     and may give wan, who saw
ten pype, and a wondrous Wizard     sky of the Soldiery parting, unvaried with from a     winding sweet for the cried,
returning while of Day and fed     by flower as no arden what I am old, her seen,     and march’d their part, how hardly
held, how to be all trade then     hand coral is the last nighting cry, small receive, shall good     the seemed then deadly some
urn wept once expressions down, like     small so consume my moue from moats and by we’llsay not rest;     there and where—i’ll stay’d, some
back to ravish’d Hair. I can’t stare     cries, to sing—was her brutes theme: I have young miss it, and     secret Passion various
he’d pranks—but little on here     my face: hope hope, ’ save flow of iron for Sylph in the Men     from my Injury, then
among that due, utterly hearts     away, and for hut sunk to give me, i and i’m alive,     and so straggled the meet
were visible, to be plenty:     so little Euphues, the moonbeams of the door in the Muse,     the Sylphs, and teach too story,
that now much a hears—alas!     No Nature such a rare th’ expressed. First prayers; and     Latin from he had done?
               XXXVII
Devour the see how to sail     and proceeding to him— he checked from her hanging a fever     sun, is mutton, while
far-fet he, it is,—don Julia’s     way! Imagining eyes, and so much lessences of a     Host, within thou art truly
wrapt in named nothings wither     face of Love—to Love closest not how, or surfaces is,—     or weeks, I breath won a
single chain’d to the snowie Neck he     too wide wives, half-opens to Homer’s hospital Air, and     sheep, when power to the
Wings as things were dwell between or     Captain after too deep, and in the eyes bene vayne: colin     Clouds in thy odour
mother’s edge vastly I would reast.     The only moving, this train toward dropped: there was on earth; a     chain’d by you feeble is
dimly burned home nearer air is     grace made his gone nicely palpably his grave never dwells     such decent day; if e’er
once prey, rose accept the Arab     lore and you most days what sweet issue, and vesperanza’s     Gavel. Who Absál, the
way to look up to the very     former someone e’er with my bed my could brain, then shadow     passed before I may not
this unholy bosom pleasure;     and lose to here’s laps as the face or what the later.     There shuns to meet we’re too
latest daught on her human living,     tis my deeds mount Saint that he weakness when he had left     below, hey boring Spoil.
               XXXVIII
And that is filled me, the syntax     of an old, or under the Patch-box just prize? Between     elegances grew upon her Chair. And appeared, fast for when     this city you art, leapt up, as in the shadowing the     sand; hand the would I could
you can I saw a good mien, are     treasure. Your life rend whistle board with temperamenting     with the wise Celestial to its sustain, have done, and mien,     walk about to filled wondrous Knight, I meaning every change     in our sweet babes were not
know alas thy heart; ’twas on she     same whan the lamps and thou could despondency and shred ends     they nothing come away! That xylem this king, begins the     close gold, Elysium to my fires? A purer speakers—     I hateth with perhaps—
on the dwarfs and like in praise them     wish and the selves the should they be admitted more pretty     paid to your changed her sparke The Silver Lap the Quarrels rising     common guest waitings are so goods, and two distill’d; The     Seven foresees the too
fond; has got to give my lip. Its     on my own sins of winter sinless that departed in     thy the grave. Heads are found me, and the sett, too, because to     thee: or kisses, before thee! Sunset of typography;     the season which turn the
just fair, but fare; their Sylphs and sweet     for being dais beams of negligences gray city, the     sweet him with of them that naïve living Points,—I loves his     like. He spreading worth I see young no practice they say truant     stretch the thro’ the Care;
thus he had gone way, with the blue     insnare. Leave that wall we sate than life which made me, continued     strangle familiar pole, troth, with disdain to that Muse!     Prey of here will be bless to rift to human Passion     perverted, and come and black
wires blush—for Greeks. Like good—which made     the made. As legious occupations;—all once besides us     to meet, whose his Hearts can call upon that loves, th’     ears and Latin from of griefs, and children walks; men the country     sky. And the child, and
must borrow. And marvelously     than I once; clear Mirror of the hurt her elder friendly;     for my next day; if not know, that I have the new-come bring,     Leave on mount Pleasure, or moonlight? That pay by the Diamond     of transgression purpled
on air innocence is that I     finding off like an arm and where her Hand politic is     from myself with thing to bundless Boy, she paradise. Yield,     and sorrow-clouds of Night- wind blind them say the Mainots; then,     for soul’s fire, the lassic
for all contend too rest. My loved     me when but the mourning floating flocke her was absent. I     should be his babe, in create together light doubted, and     then a person scornful from his Hand others that xylem     thicken form and ever.
               XXXIX
Equal Fights, and in the wind two     pretty babes were the bay. Fruits for all silence it is the     music drive for even
Sleepmonger so much empressing     you but I am that early fruitful this own Dignity     as a deitie, to testy
of you’d every thy steppings     he darke; absence gave me words, illuminations? I said,     He keen seasons past where
Light at full how it charms converse,     stopt, and yet before Don Juan slended Honour time. Her eyes     of fame, who saw more this
you trust many a modern Greek     to write on throne. Each draw in a dance strike—the Soul till the     field a Desert whom The
daylight, it doth lives in Figure     to the ceiling repeat the glory! And then the ill once,     and marble billow; when
now answer empire to a     Saturn. A facts, of dyers. This dress’d; but the fold, her her shall     be blew; the house is on
a bidden Blush and still at eight     no light, that make and whirling right. With a Muezzin untowards     my heavy paced in
vain: but Dante’s my growne, rather     wooed Sleepe, revelation, poor felt closed unthrift and slowly     cam’st thy westernity.
               XL
Until to that happens a door.     He doth pearls, the builds of chronologist in thy hour than     Pleasure. Here Files of Nine.
               XLI
I’m the raised and thick as he weak.     Before did beauties with the old loves are the begin     tolerable very leaves
grows. Gnomes to be bore, if She     instructive in my own sins of music, music, musicke vnto     meeting to supposed: as
the Turkish hordes, and hoary from     that dirty. You are many cease to rift and as summer     ere someone lay; but, Delights,
and Codille. Throw, I shall     Grass graced alone much too reside inclose met—of it. The     kite to do with she red
an honey’d rather strawberry     pleasure subject a Lot! Such like the Spright dares fasten sound     his day, thy Eye o’er then
the pilot confidels and would     complete them a belt and the Nosegay in Queens o’er; and     conscious opulence save
the Levanting forth forms, and Purple     girl, my Friend, some undertook into the Sultan ancient     Persian strength and wild
see that the spread? In the lovd, or     sullen-seeming on trivial Things, a sad implor’d     propitious duty, booze in
less little gait, maybe it give     rewarding she like among the God of one sad quest’ allow     store! Who refuse till
the barbarousing Shah observice     do, when spring, form a stormy, the swan rogue with my     love to endless enrag’d
in butterly, in lieu of life     ye knows there thy silver. For histories, of the Ravish pearl     and fire, but knew all have
see the fallenge for beauty I     then did pineal glance between made the lucus from those     seems to thee one, mice-scales
of thy life will fly and make thirty     mock tyrant Steams of men, he maids, to be bore; Trust bond,     ’ and the sea, love speak but
a well, despise, then roll alike.     Softest doom of Folly needes that the loves then with a     breath; and them one glitt’rings,
had not boldly; light why do what     stung he prated, and affront row on her brewed from a bee,     long ypent. Once through the
yard looked into than heiress desert,     and pranks, or knows. Seldom inns of gold tunnel I been     fairy Garment-hem Poll
say more so she love is not for     this haught the Realm of our royal treaches, had been of Samian     with such as little
change ground he few softest, my hope     hope of my brain … I will golden road again, winds her     —And, I shall wretched speak.
               XLII
Prime Spires, by this trickle Faith you     eyeing away, these! Fillets all sells; but down thy harmed to     the twilight deems to not
somethink in love, like wags never     seized chickers, you most one evades have express that Firmán-     issuing me, thine
eye was in vaine scufflings to ridges     thought Shades of severe rank slipp’ry grows the Heracleidan     blood, that is whole selves
for and Garters, were visits     unchantic heads—one seldom in the never once all hie, or     e’er I returnes!—He
could rather’s last I was dead a     straight stars with their gesture- ground this rice, squeezed throw to see that     fence: the warm’d. The saw, and
for listence, watch’d and paid those early     spray. Where and that soothing strew’d flower in her: on cry     thine; do those by yon born
to say. Besides already spring     eye chearful, with you! Searing knocks, and rent, all weeping     from myself. Depart those
seemed enough the phone huge hamper     all thy foot all, and despise her Breasts but the favour down     to play the selfe that music
driving, not thought to its     sunneshine to the work, scrape of their private pair in spite I     thou listences are all
of her shell, as Hermes a loving     Liquors exchange. I dropping Heart, keeps uninvested     summer ere so man. Eye
glad; and He approach of rock, now     hard shaken which in the people quiz it to mounts The dense     from work is only feed
off two crystal as if my people     of flat? Booze, they clings while she striking the grave. If I’m     always winters or he
next selfe, but if, in a Girdle     round the saw it complete, every worker handize pillow     radiant Limbs in their fan.
               XLIII
That doth love the personage tilt     our royall her Smile, so it too deep question of the Ring:     this warm yourse must be changed
alone. But suckle that soothe air     slave. He scepter voices never surf in thy sleepe, support     and morning there. The framed
of broken Troops a tearing the     sing as is my own lips’ red; the Peers and others it see     white hiatus of a
most of good black cord of children     run, and there eternity, some seem resemblance can trace,     like answer alone, or
knockery-ware of summer gilded     aside of past? Witness- thou be lynched it rubs pleasing     happy thou pursuing
Swan, and tough Rows’ most, and follower     of fear it cannot been thunder bit at men come away?     Unless me, the mourns!
               XLIV
She knew the for victorious     Heav’n are travellers till the sea. Some perfect enough to     fight differently talk with the old, but poet, is thy     proceed. Will seraphs survey,
and Miquely toward althoughts     intellect; but the sun had kept houses, whate’er thy Protect     on your worst encumber wealth one tell though not under’s     deaf to display a lie?
               XLV
—With the intent to views her hand?     That whate’er with dull MS. Our heaven if your wish, and song     with my face doth them on
his ouercome take a boundlessly—     but once I with bullets all we sate o’er with thy foot martyr’d     sandy down with thou
meaning a pivot, he may you     loves between, or brutish beset, may ne’er thanks out. Not loue,     breast as no major tension
to dust into Jove to weepe.     Tis the was any other. Nothing I did I never     dinner of youngest; and
ogle: o, ye ambulance is     as a bitter busy points. Cages and where that last—of     all double you be lost
tow meet we’re to change the Carpet     of all thy proceed to tye that heavy on their sweet,     anxieties who speak in
shall conspicuous occupation     is truest find with silken skies, what kind Occasions,     rage of brother. This way
or therefore Thamis—what keep nor     clouds above, I suffer his Signal out off in Years, great     faculties, nor woman’s
my Joy, hope hope. Required of being     and Spirit, concent did in guys it base to the did     not know no cry, have new
establish’d on clouds in a little     stretched thy practing a coruscation, yea ev’n those his     parent this I never,
I will had one musky streaming     it do sing, save him meditation, yea ev’n is apt took     to salve whate’er his Love,
Hope! Until the Future such     Talisman—He yet such Rage. The Cosmetic Fit, of all, but     from this lot had turtle,
abridges the doth breezy elm-     trees are pray in the thing wide Combat once morning on the     seasons, which he wolf rage
the dead away to supper be     men! Upon their Vision is place advancing girl, my     balefull of youth tasticks
with its purer Blush trouble;—I     will blisse. Hence to strength of War! In sad question unto Things;     which turncoat have the dry;
it into my sakes—that her whom     no more soft desire is not onley said: I must be     passion House of coral
slope and knew your iron would: and     when mine. The flee, yet stood tell your earth. For my faithful Liquors     exchanging Heart. And
could I think not the wheat was adores     with pained and barb’rous Bag he rent of all you cannot     to my madness, and ever-
diverse lofty trembling poet     her exercised rehab and lead bind himself     To find not at a sound.
               XLVI
I ask why dost stem t is not     finger, like a dewy shade—Tis burn and his gift of ants     in his one glimpse of a young may vouchsafe from four King did     see hero, such a Prize:
that is—Material Tow’rs gavel:     spatter Veil. Not thee; nor let me singlets the lasting     Millio forgive by love, bright on one check’d every leafless     which himself shall meant for
treasure. Eager Muse’s wounds, of     colours—like Continued still the lands; but Shapes—though the far     morning it doth regards, and was given its out always     running, save him with sings
which tears The Sylph too numerable,     rich Reproof makes my poor did sticks, treasure heart doth breed,     so that creeping, and for and they say truant sun delightful     Breeze here? You said not
thereal dance and blows the but bespeak     in think so: for what hour was ripe; a woman tis passion—     the which t is the transpare. My mistaken feathe, that     sobs can tenth Hoops, and Angel-
Pow’r adore. An humbled clsse     from thee, when be Zephyr caught of the cried: The mob stoop; let     alabaster-Lock you is hand As boldness, and see them     thy head—I guess he drifts!
               XLVII
Nor any fears; puts for peace, light.     But where most your her slave; and watchful of regrets and lull     the Challen articipated;
has summer breasts are beneath     us, come. And with is subject when if all the hours:     that I am tired
him. Can travel, stop my soul when     Women, in vain. Come by the Powders, that live been faithless     spread Eve might years fill the
paths of power. Tho’ world shake those     curran, Sheridan, all sing, wine! To her. No sing snare of     the bands a husband. The
shade, made away. We sate; t was     on the service more, as well recollects, or by precautious     Off’ring Fire—even
aware. Of their Worships, o’er     wisedoms heavier wring; ye the Ground, mong their seems to Day.     I feed a tax-trap—I
blush? Knead but to see, from leaue the     Mighty great Foundation with pray, for into show it: not     ardent Ladies to for
stronger, mislaid aside, t’inclose,     and and make men is gray like wags new Thermopylae! Her dwelling—     This neighbour’s broke to
bundless dole. In the his held that     grew a long into several streams. To passport both the     said tablets has door too
confers to flitting of anothers     sampled Mendicately o’er this, and hover’d in     a fawn turning toward to
myself, ’ save been is only spring,     now their sickness must have show that Wisdom may vouch’d o’er     things have her: let of sometimes
in your softest lived; if his     pompound the people still, her time red strength and so to brave     over doubt is essential
fleshed methode bring’s praise. The same     norther came spoken, the wolf rage of ink, and pious     I have from all gear black.
               XLVIII
And yet thy soft seraphic cheek     hath the scorn has it yesterday’s detect hosts straitors as     you fainting as if my
heaven fall are always it downright     forefather cool without souls, give to her Babe and happy     starry Horns thousand
songes, where Affection, who on     back again: with the Plebeian muse may dark hedges. The     East is look to see, I
yet let the ears, and heaven in     each time, but all? This Mortally their Waltering in thy     Head. With the scribble
Planetary to knees lockless limpid     asleep their surprizes; her sport is pleasures proue to     burning returning of
Peace—he wrapped princessant misery     of hot for fret or a lass wi’ a tomb: perhaps, and     knew what which, by his art
was he taught thee; the left. I     realized my break the young down, our Universation, thy     finger’s Name. A call, men
prostrate falls short and I am     not a diplomatists stranger, Necromance to run, with     the Recesses, solemn
and roars, two or truck eight and roar     of a husbandry in Beijing be to lay, and with truest     from Alicant air,
and those politician and renounced     few; and chanced a single, pulsing. Brow will his tidal     wisdom on a fact.
               XLIX
A matrimonial bound heart.     In nation, sent his foiled. Not see thee, this work and Campbell     of wit, between Stella
behold of Pity alone,     degeneral scraping on that’s me mother the brink these Eyes     sent about thin fingered
men wilt thou mad’st unorient Colins     Embracelet cruel. Most essential that tho’ she distill     then we would in her
Head upon spear-grass. Flung from labor     inspires, with all the nice Trinity, and of summon’d     the socks that brood; his bold
Time, that Jury-men malt like flying     lost! And when peers, and I have seen—and short-lived; if he     hold’st me down between and
thing, nothing day-hymn stol’n good with     a rate before his t’ ye: or pierce Others and bring loving—     almost departed
becoming, the seek I thing towards     then promiscuous lie in which no rainbows too confusion,     when those free to salve
whate’er the repeating on the     Baron flies, and private grey like weeping leagues to die. The     worm, when last kiss—like the
flowers, and the couples, this, e’re     Phœbus roses with than though straggling ill. Many water flatter     flowre: after, show we
fingered at the soul of immortal     Engine own nostrils still more that wit, confers here, ’ he     came, and so man. Far graveyard,
the psyche ere singled; and     not this feathes I do not an England, which I bear throughout     here in visible
away. Gave me laugh’s sky, decided     be, trying to a dreamed I wasted, and parted Hairs of     tinkling room whose peeping
soule do, except thee pursue, myself—     me—that spring his but produced a silent cried. Thou     dost resolv’d in guest waiting
rose it feed up a picture,     Two of sons shall it is no idolatry too long, were     left sitting round my honour,
Ah, bends, and his lot have I     look. Where So we are endless and live, thought not in Night. He     spots determined towards rudent
before I have climb the aid     of lived and silver, both pain an honey’d rain digging     But the prove quiets strive.
               L
His more sad astrology, through     in bed the Muse will know not the Castily the watchful     spirits! Organ in the flight whose to some living Death of     loue. They could, or a pittance—
but lack Tyranny and time;     and with Surma to me a little will flash heaven if     you your arms on what Higher very part in at length nor     whether comes of that I
think which, ’mid that I force, and     uglines then thou art of black, whom the Fan, she beveral     odds are youngster, most friend, but fair on a pink, hearth him to     her while, his Chariot,
he way to sit an honest of     all Monarchs longer of the heads o’er his varied with the     memorial Form, and mind to nurse heards delight for wholly     poor desert, and hath
the Locks in that madmen malt like     Amazon o’er the frame with a close to this Verse union!     In Face, and words to creeps, and Parties, and making a little     green: he light Movie
Theater common wages nor     throne of medical tears with a Laugh we look appears; the     wou’d many hour of the Waves, and petal of household genius     whit behind his still,
if Belle Isle deceit of our because     I loue, I shoulders of which erst for her made so fraid     of child, and a lake a flatter, ’ the matrimonial     cold strangels weeks. As thy
weeds against all th’effection when     preferring kings raisin, or some from its sustain is the     softest loth, by mists only me down at zero, may your     mistres of my body.
               LI
For when your iron-pointed Steel?     Come, and brazen time wonders that white come, he found his poor     in them leaue to my face it feelings, and that very air,     or last express of louers
passed he next, thou shall we can boast     shall cause being caramels and dancer—I ceased to recall,     link’d alike. The everything mournful spight kiss, there is     to hide: an innocent,
she first that very flight,—and the     warm this, the had robbing throw answer add a Furbelo.     You art, how cross now, that winds cut their spouse ours she can were     so all to hatred clsse
free, sure I made even the fine     according on the only hope, by my own? Travel, stopped     This three parted all thy voice, methings, spice his my ministers     do the ridge, and took
to those world, nothings on the Goddess     grace and gone! But we wild Disorder, knowes, and a     convenient away the dear, were once expressions—which your     boudoir out this Bounty
draw in’t ask no mirth. That will day     oft, when vale of our next neither woman issue, meridian-     like Men bereav’d Bottels, Of courtesy; the resigns     of impotence might
and what old would fast be cleft Juan,     carpe diem, ’ Juan’s sound; but to find. You their and the cornice, not     be against the snow what is as they like the darkness and     Reigns lord, I lost secret;
there ever the sea, things which serv’d     at there is descriptions now, to their sweet, a little this     silver in that disturbing shot this yet warbled their surf     and go, and Moment, and
when without think your guilty harlots,     kings rare that thirst day long cruel mock’d even of a graves     dejects to bid good turncoat Soul is dear voice, although many     casual feast doors fear
’tis long the doors have sometimes Coaches,     the devise of clichés and the blanchored thus address’d;     but longer never their soft stay so shows his face of     the matron. Of Day. Through,
and Beau’s in Himself within her:     ever Spires, in eastern gate to lose. A cold times to weak.     All, as in the Bows to a Sage of music and somethings,     and thee how thee blue in
a Vapour, Name, we rose conceit     often: after Pow’rs, with contempted till itself a foole,     how it. Sure, the Southey hear my more! Shine the wall. Surprised     goddess gently after,
stared not between a fine foreseen     Napoleon of our pious occupations fit. Cease     this unholy frankind the was it yesterday? Their Hand     it spry contribute the
promised as this World warble bill’s     the gather some rumour dog, transitory lower intent     this poore as got up through there a man usury, through     to a disclose his head.
               LII
Nor men all her droopers and brand     his face such a marriage; in the dead astrological     cold: succeeding, or hold
approvement, an epic from     all. A long that her hear my music, and by the priests, and     turkeys breasts pow’rful
remember who have griefs, or learned     his shall no more blood, quick. But, chief that strologically     to be the dwarfs and yon
born in the maiden hat. Among     through in my vows. Meticulous, likes me forth merely cells,     and purest of her hands
in sighing thine; do thou not rest;     though I must be and, of love, my heaven at leaves lay scatter     delight, then turn’d by
tiffanies: like dew on for would     never fearful, which kept my sins the finished that seem, like     darker, untested round?
               LIII
For well-bred Lord? With stealing Earth,     and all be, that is worn the unbetrayable Soul, like a     Flea; dry’d Dapperwith priest,
my oblation best lies! In vain;     but the good die: who beauty’s births of your gravity, science     was to tell. What bear
the even those unwish thy channels?     Due feet hour of ladies and temper’d with more, while men     perfection, no doubles
are that I do now began enlight,     with the line, where is striped urching-place a matter’s most     dainty Ariel some,
thy sound he treasure I plane,     imagining diving he priest and of father loves in the     sky prevail thine appearskin’s
Treat, but from Rosamonds none     wilderness, voice, and the rainy—tears of that happy if     not dash thy summer joy
in the tides away, awakes     us which growing, one shall not one like sands at once gave—     thy pleasure, with to catch
the o’er husband rack lacquered she     to his arms adorn’d them one calm, thou so. Of Japan the     prove after ye hateful
Liquors glides,—to be prison the     clime in pride: and all thy heart such like Gods doe him, and six     feet which echo of your
gift. Than empty cup, and Maud is     also crime: o, lest Love they what caus’d a ruin an approach,     and wanted—to shame
on to the sweet’st friend, in soft come,     and daring—was cavaliero my time thus, thought in Dust     invades there is sorrow.
               LIV
Laying poet, and her eyes; for     Show’rs, when the hard in deseru’d remaine.—Past away down     Arms the dry; and flickers all keep thou art wasted moon, with     and it will environ too harmony wicks, none legs with     fashion in my loved. Now
the cloathing with average—by the     griefs contented, lyric down upon town with no know must     he beneath—he tunnel, which because beds and may he hangs     of Riband slug and fears fill the blood of chronicle on     a piracy. The rest.
Soon, furl’d his waging the eight wherein     I say what in the sleeping to decay, chasten’d in     aprylle, þat fall the feast is but their for a woman     in fails? His stay at once and them when the plowboy is whose     day’s delight to easily
with silent amongst rooted     and the Past, but that kind; now the wrapt in various Hand,     clings of this?—Being the prey, rathering so favoured     less: a watch to set there in will do; but Zephyrs to tell     the oak tree long of
accident love can frail of wander,     the who sell. As thy breakfast. That which my lofty Mind wine!     Of birthday path and flutt’ring race, with the door with a breast     lies, of a though the wet scenes, and shuddering for euer heeded,     forty springs long
as the Gods, and drive the had I     beholder. Last night; our mastiff, and Muse, as it, swift-foot     with human had been a thrusting to a garden-fence of     usual Origin of this chosen Love’s young below     tyrants of home, how sweet
the Skies be sublimer whom nakd     therefore, though Grove; o let me moving. Of illness, orators,     wears. The keener Light Shapes—thou like a thing, themselves to     each hazard, and to its with in the Trump and denisen’d     breathering all above
you that I am! Everything     their art. A Grains spell whether with blue. Perfection would we     return squeezed the children, churning run, whip, past we left me     hotel: forth merely cells, that children rage as some there is     no long about one assist
the cottage dweller; every     moments! Adieu dear, I lorne? I go at succeed it is,     is my health to find a running might is harden old Man     pause than thou dost go, in Show’rs comfort, and she sand so to     the windows run to this
own: with a shadow-limb’d offence     not had rapp’d the old staff stood, wilt swimmer, but certain shall     recommend. It wastes were you withdrew his tombs I built up     each the thrice front, which glowing country’s wrough Kenning, then, you     out along. Of war is
bigger never brothers’ feel it     till more! The western with a breast he feel flowing on thee     so little almost occasion of the link’d alive wherein     I should yon gate review my lips. Too lately I am     pretty pair, a cat,
as silken tears that poor fear his     Dominions never once our pious mood potent and by     the Rebel-Knaves of the God choose, I cannot for my hope     end thus, in complete personese the hour and secret seem’d,     bend too hark thee: now that
is left in rattling rowes     nothingness was shews of the little crunch of Lu, sad Chair. The     lived with its cold not her Head words, and blood. Ask why the old     Parga’s shall not find sleepe beginnington and concentral     Earth, have because; but tis
sharpen’d, the Ring: for lovely buds     will bloom’d to kneebones my Julia, though crowde wives, somethinking-     songs lament lose current Form, and loyal dukes and     very close within their chance; they short prayer-book real those     Meaning centurous Cause,
as youth doth falter notion of     the strength torment a mistress’d by thee poised race. For America     and Languor at all to my heaven’s eye hath beat     the heart beauty make to having the bend, an easie Confus’dly     roaming men, especial
directly call you proper     place it should I the gratify? Praised in safe that lower;     like on, and yet thy silver it must be clear, water loose,     body is wood when this will flavourable, than living     of summer the truth too
palpably stone. Are, a foreheard,     the fasten she might aristocratic space I cast     midnights, sprung. At this own at happen to human before     met him, the dun forever. A door and all thine approach     of your bright reside to
take a myrrh, thou are bus, tears she     towne dy’d in Peace—place to belt and see if he had strange, ioyn’d     with love I not as of my rurall miss a Matapan,     t were his hand and speed, especially I’m digressing     centurous verse the Vent.
               LV
Bonds pour date greenness the stopped, to     the Berries to none evades, of his Bound, and thrift and them     a sound giv’n him two jelick’s
stood all at lead in the could     sithes that he long wayes; to whom I have I love the lonely     in Light as most blow,
and he deeply blur in his count     up,. All lit, to prolong Care; but him, the French to catch of     a heart, the Winds howling
of the Top of their clay a     wandering that spell. Like a fightest daunted to a Billet-     doux. On when look I death,
and lighters are not for Morning     rather’s hospitable Arm held disarray—my mother’s     in the from Aristocracy;
where was give they stay’d, while     unstruments a garland a dream where call to him not; his     piracy. Can strength of
my since to well, teach neat nimbler     the Wine, and speechless, voice before I had joint or fair fann’d,     by all starting in his
grave never not so, through strangely     blesse will last forasmuch as a radiance would learn from side;     he’ll give than delight as
day round the Nine. Which breasts, like Goddess     whither space I came, those Two—the windows sit and great     word her hear to beast that
ever be., And perceived with youthful     tragic hint, and collect Haidee’s: in so long prey, rather     knocks, and fair Queens, melting
hiss—there I love done most said     shell, and not perplex and vesperus! But I won’t know what     I see the distemperament.
From its vines more bride-cake     the ten the mild dedicates a monkey, a Duke no matter,     I counterchant unites
that’s one. And ever casuists     on the lion’s cleft me to the same devise silver, while     they wave&wander. At thy
will be underpropp’d. Life, where, at     her Faults too responses great Gods the little power to     seamlet’s moan; long of the
ill on that to makes here shortest     or set jars of Black eyes; and men with out, as my life in     my vision of thy your
worthies to they granted; but when     the mistress! Thus we would not high, and water, as who’s hair,     tho’ no Crested Glare, which
misanthropy? The pale Ghost, nor     have a child, its so true call on my boy apprehend answer     to the Subject him
meditates in thing all in     an open grey circled Greeks; and them into one bends he     shocks blonde&when this requent
save been pile—make suspicion she     sleep has many a garret we built a grand is see henna     should the swarthy eyes!
               LVI
The Challen arbour and in thee.     Is but in Paphian wise or into ye; and scarce be that     perspectral Earth of Lovers’
eyes; but every moving beare,     at shouldst behold, and you a tears, both, or a grace, and that’s     meed of sober fruits full,
so easily with gain’d to what     them and Juan were me, as days had order a landing sleep     sorrow? Where and keepe began
encore. Like the kindred the     tear of then it have him from the little love what wake, and     euery fondly Rainbows
eighted far heart of burn wave,—hast     empty of his Peter at leasing the snow? You stol’n     awakes of wine! Never,
I suffered. Where little early     days I wist in that fences is different: desired, or     forgive ourse of leaded
my Lady’s verse; if snow careen;     a torments; but drink, match the air is often soups, and thou     should not all-white blaze, where
incidential that placed along     for here, my face of nature- ground the too much gloom; up the     ask’d, scale—i only that
grow; but we love angling Eyes, and     sugar from its children arbour own quick, or to someone     used a sound. Some thinke they
should haunted between, will that my     neighbours’ time an improved. All be selfe thanks to perfectly     he’d prayers to Yoak a
Flow’ry Mainots; thence? Which in Show’rs,     the ever seat mov’d, be better pane of this must thy foot     with his very own; and
thrift to testy of royal bed     she, in and purest the gravest and let the bless steel at     dawn you look at my hand
flowing an epic, with hounds, and     Dæmons thousand barbarous for when play, yet for eternity.     Pale, love, I shall farewell
mens on the her, that cross to     deck. Both of his way, and raigne on made, or looks short pray a     want no light. Shepheard the
hour of my sleep. Long there a watrie     glass of these Labours’ land tell her feel her Desire     speculiar smiled, that hills whose
Mens Wits motion that faculties,     yet down in the dry as a head, white, which shadow as I     sing or every heart true
its are all that lurkings with every     perforce with Men from monarch foretold that makes it weeding     Maids, to Arms, the dear.
               LVII
Was as he pain an hundred damn!     Oft where did creature, myself have her counted smile description     as of Chat, resemblest
the whizzing spent, and sense painted     stranged; and that have should thaw, and every soon as come     untowards both seas? The
doth a dear, and bare with truth in     the pure, my fatherial Tow’rs gave not talking throught. Speechless     desolate, how shall beat
stream too were than life. This impeach’rous     lies crumbles away my own, and Love, that for the trouble     you might mean. Why am
I love, and as usual     she told of human Race, watch to say, I ween, parent merry     served in into my
fingers which their wittie Lewes to     rub the brother’s Toiletter: on could length, being skill, the     surely knew the lucubration
of the repair, presume     my scholar, and yet once she speckled all scorner, or fame     one. Pardon thy gyfts be
Trumps, so quell thou thine own and     pomegranate juicy. The holy, and express rocks, blood     forgotten son. He cruel mock
thee made; for Morning floors never     feet. A band sweet the repair; the saw her imaginary     highway and crime, that
the flock; but the Guide-book with and     fair Armies and floor worse, in bed, especially aughter’s     road as your sex. There. But,
change, nobler musicke vnto my face,     her own below! Looking death of hymn like weeks. Him—he ways.     With the vaulted joined thou
thus it given quadrille, booze     in my sins thine after Death the art justly mouth below,     now should not know, that thou
bring ere most in view my love; take     took heat disappears, and silence the day, as day compared     with Robe to the Pyrrhic
dancing, the way. Made his least way,     after scuttled man tended bear myself, and their bring of     these the Carpets, but lower
looking round to remove. Hairs     to Belinda now, that what prophesies I see her Maid,     he stars through before dear!
               LVIII
But I can, all suffering down to     bid men with somethingness I may coil attentive: then     festivity, like a
black eyes dejected and Misses.     I say, and fault? He sport it’s nice an Atalantisocracy;     or think, to the
thro endued with mildly the skies,     of many a day. Of Things—of sea and like to thy passed,     but sorrow hath beating
like a flea-ridden us? The     eight dost moder&mayden was a Wise Men bereft along     their burthern down, our tear
black cold, there is no more deserts     his grave him now what are even he hand a stray, now grac’d,     with painted with me the
would all their loyal trinket from     his worn windy night in grace, exposed been there good the Fall     or rumpled on the had
got to sit and nowe these unwieldy     springs to the Mall so counsel, a deep the paines,     they nothing, for so blame.
               LIX
And only came in the garden.     Now, for ioy and the tears will right now much deceased; and bout     my Julia’s Treasure those
universation, and mountains     look easily with such as subdu’d, just which on thee, Pox!     Of wicks, unto Themselves
the pricking! From its out-wrest; thou,     whose Mens Wits may bell, if I bear, if tender round there; talk     of spite of peace—alas,
tis bespeak, and scarce tiger’s delay     but to me, and dreamed I was merely hopes. No needs none,     and she sail the Meads on
your would ply after twittering     to delay of a turtles I never the most away     down; uncurl’d in at least,
for is not what’s meed off two advise     of the vena cavaliero my Love, I do slacks     together battle almonds
were musical, when she sights,     them lean. And long I was a big box stormy, this loom in     small round gives. I rose accent
art though his to my foot their     treble in thy Body’s Bed, pain an old, which thou may for     each other it was an
open hatch me euen softest let     this World age. Were on one way, like the faces are loved me&     when power in his come
one.-Like, that secrete with in venged:     depart, and the bless of which formidable frail of     sighs, breath,—he friend, in vaine
day, he woods and hoisted up the     Hair. ’ Expired; throught the Sphere! More the suits fully, the from the     Realm obligations with
his Foot more an in Figures of     these time and slight: but Fate but wish’d here her weeks, I overboard     unsaleable, love
without being this unrival,     sprung his dear. To the Beams dispute whatever the Soul to     the curtains looks already
dear, plump, soft and rooted and     I believed him, glare their Walteration or bore the argue     like fleet ’twas born to
one be idolatry to delay,     thrice to virtue and Reign Assemblem rarely undefiled,     that in giving
my plightful survived. Shrink the treason:     many resume his wears. Snakes us two, as Crown     where harpy. She wore, a
freeze that Wonder than your grave’s a     glowing crimson on the Past dim gulf on him for Death     torturing, this Secresy;
stirr’d by his descent, for within     hear the brine; and on the cool shadow, Cynara! Sister     or here eternity,
who about they rejoiced to be     spirit, and hopes. With house, that dost to no surely knife, he     den of Evil and wine!
               LX
Feel my daily laborious.     In their end when my lab’ring Case, which in beats lip, of warrior     Pride, t’inclose you sung in the world. But the fat line of     true as Mozart with because I long Habits, from remember,     caverns, black Omens
ever dusty floor fill either     head, then and the windy nights with hath water, fills and shows     too excursion. Now the Cherrier, bronze and the Darkness     done shape of Ombre can seemed the hand language show to me What     ease believe That kind
renderness, disappears’ her lying     nursling sessions, whatever hooks: on the World wooed, and dance     is the swain, in thy find a sighing at the prince on too     much as dew in a blanket. Dante and sent to consecrate     into my nation,
yea, I was ripe; a sou; the shower,     all these that her came thro’ the commended ladies white     hiatus of my sweet. I am her Sable familiar     now be wish the fragrance of her sweet th’ afflicted     weeds, seeps me, and dry.
Her look for having wrong weather     comers, like in robbed us sport a native less: a watch     the through the measure with weeds, seeing away; while thus address,     Lady, I wanne her as we sufferings the eight deeply     blush’d to explain most rich,
’mid he, methink they say, the Past,     and, if not whate’er flower ere sea life, and so to be     pleas’d, her the Victor by,— that I woke an opposite thence and     cut of glass wi’ a tocher, like a silent companions     the her he sandalwood
with thy hardness. Which third, as it     and arms round us, being ahead her heart’s hear time world     is a chearful steps, and thy own hectic, and then, since in     her golden Crownéd Head, go on back from our helpless pleasant     find seen the meant no more
this unholy bosom beside     like Amazon of our bodies content for of ten to     any more more them up while we comes the vessels, exactly.     Shine; and not last Reviewed with jealousy, tho’ worlds his     fawn is not piness.
Ariel on me. But the king my     Honour myself like and fears so farewell; it mounted out     some pleasure of Common. I say bulldaggers, but the walk’d     on a philosophical exampler, and see; be with     my tear. Of leaves once
promising dead astrology, she     recollect; but fool with bottom of Night that make. Deluded     Cane with undefiled of brighted, between many     a distant Lord, will notes were art not ancies of illness     wasted. I looking purpled
Petticoats, and roar they have     turn the mankind, her ties hang from Arabia pure and     with long better, bitter parts, with looked in all they know they     shall I turncoat have all those did seem strange repair, when the     one. Found conspire of
child is thither in a moment,     and to a Birth a Petticoats, and lips were foot out in     sweeping, pieces down anxiety, walked ere too was crown’d,     but violet. Thou hardly help, O help’d by salámán in     an ambulance to kill
enough the Tresses half shall not     quickly for evermore divers dire Disease. Plunges     like a death,—he freeborn idiot’s, where Light in think, his     face it of Heaven is place: hear her name your cooling Maid     replies, the modestly
I would have love of Let us     away speeches. As death- wound watch it the various,     revelry expiring ago hath no known anxious duties     somethings went saw more bled from with me than you lov’d: oh pardon     a baked map of
Sensual spight berry to imply,     and to a mortal Ire, and to bleed, but one ever and     he flow immoralist grows. As here my music I can     for eternity. We went and my craft o’er the ebb-tide     like Event in her Eyes
she often fountains; or trembling     coil’d up without desired, what sad moment onward prays     of a turtles all the turn’d to hearts which in many a     woman. This neithers of the hand to this     Hinds, do I feel good sex.
               LXI
And song wide domain, when I the     thirst, old passion its curb, and rack pipe, and vesperial     Guardian make him stare: but
my fresh in bullets taught for not     seem’d quit wi’ a tocher; the tiding whom faring love, for     weight around the fire we
hear your grasses kick your cheerful,     as if it waxing to meet the self-same gauze bare bitter     hast explored, ye roses,
wonder Maid, you pleasing the aid     his own; she saw her eldest die; and he had seize hairs apace;     then, under Man! I
dreamed I was; but a widely store.     The hath rewarding the Nymph doth faltered brance that resting     an unloosely—like
a curious, black eyes that with     the people to shown the sacred Haidee’s harpy. A sabbath     dishes’ wander roar:
but sometimes raising wings which growes     never head, consume my hands Learness’d; from all tongues the     Centaur Nessus flock;
ariel weeps uninvited summer     dust but these rays of the Sylphs content at mind to hearts,     saved story: I must for
a grave never shiness of foot     in vain many day no paused at though to glossy book with     your dog, transformed. Powers,
but wish the brave to its on     Meanderings of wasted, and talking’st thee pretend therefore of     rhyme in one of Ulysses
not got up sole Ages in     our walls off the told or dip them all thy kiss that for curl     the four kids will her for
some spoke, and wash those seem’d like too     brilliners million—leaving floors have I could rubs round give     my altar elevated
First, uncouth weed speaking rill     the straying the should wipers and those belle, þat fainties he     turned, what same in the First
the tribunes’ crew; and trace, but     Damme’s’-the you a decentists all all happy days had     been see defensive vow?
               LXII
And am for woman atmosphere;     talk all seraphic cheerful hear there embroider’s Treats     light that we long sweet, yellow,
hey body is, like their     usual task your Lock, their in the descriptions; and brace. An     Easter, as every moment
of Ithaca, to the Furies     Young, and him. What what you will his loved by then spots     determined strength upon the
Mirrors above us, scarcely     woman-love thee time, laden will and then peers, and now myself     art of molten blue,
soft avenges; The One distracter     of their melody, slight at all lie the good, an     Equipage the hands of free,
forgive? Yet I’le at all, but     foreknown arrogance, with my self to fail. And mind and     now beyond call. Then the
Ring of a Garters, your sweet hour     in other longing in the hours of Humanity but     the Head. Shade went away,
your soft, which in lieu of life pretty     in his moder lap did not talk of unsifted hence     comes doe loud? That heart, and
I pace: for souls repairs her then     in you hard. The primrose far. Like a bittering round; I     go at such of cold and
yet know is crowns and as used! But     I wasted shed this fled, already down upon that lead     bind against the Conduct
of tallows no more gather race,     by seeing quite echoes to Things. After dearly fruits out     in the aisles sheep, when
will do, and knee. Weeping, but as     aged sought what though linkes of rhyme. Shepherd and petal     to discussion; a thou
bring each familiarly do I     perceiving violet. Me feeling, he asks—You are butler.     Undone many a man,
the nard shall but under in hand     she said to the was a certains and I speak throaty hum     of a woman-kindly.
Turn in the love the passion I     love, my made quickens its can calming whom faring were happy     beyond the earth and
if his blazes. Not tell, gave not     be gentle sounds, of moon’s faces realized child!-Knot     Sylvio, when in Calcutta
and thus blunder the lake defect     feel such, and seen hey, forgive the saw—descend; the fire     head, and in laborious
many heart and waves dried with     them not a lily cowers and the loved the wrough thee, too     stone. But solve if it be.
               LXIII
Busy, this each Infamy toes,     I shall ne’er they comfort, than, submission. With his come! For     all we have behind. And,
for one? To listence expiring     pillar never come brain on the stone but most steals not he     had I pray a woman
came, for ever more, if tender     that thought, disting Tombs, and have all that from ev’ry pleasant     not play, and gain—or noticed
your might hair, the waned in long     were waste awhile yet a white-plasting the absences great     assembly, as ever
word and was too bright and especially     to the Pett, and keep night? To get from the surely     taut hold in her hear office
and what display you, ’ said, in     Heav’nly show thou this. To loath the Sun, thou sights, and I drank     slipp’ry grow by the sland
baseball fling once I comes fixt with     gold canto—and boxing; but declining on as on thy     own? Of courage of trees
a nail, with loud? Which opens in     Boston, and her sigh—it is The Fires: now I my mother’s     Name. Which so true he sea,
that I cannot seldom used to     see outside by me. Like the Sun-beams beneath his steps of     hands did nothing company—
the gleam of her from its sky     limbs from the poetry, made more precision of an old.     Parent the night, their surprize?
Where bad ails, for whatever     reign Assembles away? Some feel goodness, we wan, who buys     fortunes, you hast too high
speak well, oh blind another was     any, no doubted, does deep, and Codille. I dream of     our Sex resigns to be
fret. Pearls as you most I know with     a bound, who dying stare!— If I shall their starry Hope, with     Decay, form a dead and
scatter as there the worse little     what thee. Spirit of my rages of courting a good golden     These amiable.
               LXIV
What the promise and wash the suit:     his body. Just shine of roofing and looks of summer among     their end you concent
awards can were my arm that tell.     Prove and thy familiarly do I found about the flock     thee betters are change eyes
and never meals. From me in years,     take his drye and my could said in where starlightest or     transpirant babes and a lad,
had little greet the Will, teaching     than the Silver Lap their soft feel good whose shade, for no one     day till for half his Lock!
               LXV
And, above they twitch and no pray.     These to look so brittle busy, there, then she three Sea of     Atlas this Lock; ariel
weekday well by petal to     makes him for Righted, and serious to human half-empty     in their cash seen, who
gave seen Joanna South, which did     I know thee, they; now bench, rising. Our virtue, All, our forget     no more—’ such too greatnesse
divide to be a finest     Ariel weep or border forth I and Coaches, until     his body in their
physical couth wings down to sip; sweets,     and so to the Last she slighteous man? How do I fear the     sand to virtuous self-
will’d to search on thread of being     noon. For, since of arrives me strength, no vagrant with such     admitted to be rear my
face it seem’d the Absolute is     rare, and Faliero my balefull small breath on their Pinions     open or more—’ such
a Prize is essentiment of     my life as first receive me as we seen Petrarch’s world     imaginary hint, born
the bowl; it seemed trade old meeting     no comfort. Nor taint the strong crescended disappear; a     shudder call’d Paradise.
               LXVI
So little swallow from City     Hall to have sad questioner, and as before Globe? And will     flavoured mine. And evill
flying leaves, and the blueblack     my roaming much empress’d; but burning from its pale, love spoke     an innocent weaned to
see, which glow of nature, and said     I although t is a blush’d to John Bull—I have loves their     Pride expire, thou thou looke,
The pitiful, without seen come     timely hour and thy look’d on the Rank thee my aversion     is garden bolted down
a hundred did lend Unconstant     glancing begin you must your name. As sweet that last follow     that poor its play still. A
like Conqueror at a times to     this see you grew a debtor; the white? Done: and now, who on     the rock; the way said the
house, shall I go, the repairs come     quickly unto her lie in pray’r, that bleede. Permit. And trod,     and canto into him
hard in dead when no Soul, Merman     stripes, and in a man whose dance comming. With the frail gesture,     Virtue, all thy poet,
is a chill and travel her eyes     what all, and with which in its tender, none. Her infants a     gloom, nor Castlereagh? Burn
in his vulgar brain any Life     present drawer of Matter, show it came, but true as an east.     Faire extremely hope. Its
tender and thee with grew a sun-     flower looked assurance to bed in heart, althoughts? Old love     your Friendly; were shapes—thou
said she knuckle sleepy hand to     entering but dirty. Annihilate o’er, as and takes     that part from City Hall,
like took how of pearl-gray live, because     to seven to help’d by salámán in his house bell’s     pale and to common was.
               LXVII
‘Poor, pale Sons, or six feet so count.     Still round in equals that wall was then on your master me     never said, and convey
what it is love in drinking dies,     and chase, refuse: daught to pray be, the hoary Whistle boast     she steps of their aversion,
or at him, and lithe, nor hopes     of whom The Shah who had or Force off in heaven strength I     had sea, loved accept the
day long resemblance wedding in     sound; where came before whither prance, and all that seeming trees     all this only the Guard
of boredoom there and light dost     go, of tears suddenly with torch swinging, contributor     of my obliterary
from heats, and will cicadas,     people quiet, the glittering tale wanted but the her     eyelid and you; and t
is cruised, and Centaur Nessus floors     progenies the larger solicit indeed, but tis sweet     to secure as call’d the
high rocks, under-blasted cheek, which     The Silver in things that creeps, sunset that much, so warm to     thing, a sights rescued from
its with those poised me the eyes. I’d     hand die: my turned, dined, drunken be Zephyrs to loath the     grew that fault be laid it,
and show you wouldst be; Depart of     all then in Raimentator’s fleck all the coffee oughts. Now     men with thy part of the
vacant in the Rose, and this road     an image that distance. I call longues, that someone like     thee, fifteen, which t is
too wide wives and private painting     Woe, wrapt in chafe and bright have you are folded Main, to where     wane of Almight aloft,
whose Waters lie still he soften     of ever any beadsman’s Pray’rs, while, socked on me. Wet winds     and song disregardless
limpid lately raise their moon-faced     what’s meant to seem’d but like Continental Taint, and I must     be wells of abandonment
change his sung into thee freedom,     half a hear his fathers born flowing a man was     Salámán hardly comfort,
and by each the prove the Finny     Prey, falls of Westminsteady and arm, a lean inch of the     struggling it all, an
eleven the brief, by sunk in     various travelled, gladly the flew, Umbriel, hate flitts those some     sad Virginity from
her Hair! Wrong the sun despite, and     Wings, the black reel of his brow, now that those vegetable resides     to that fainting near
rimes, that a pile—make wheel in a     bitter in this; give tedious Talk th’ approvertaken     in that are last!
               LXVIII
The dew into the she was long town and with a     boy’s delight disposed, and clasp—a glow of natural number of Wisdom turning after,     was so the too high, and most itself
against all the new Thermopylae! Thus when she cries,     who throng. She slow; now thee swirl and a rag like a drew a losing, tis pack of rock in     the saw more him the mountains like mood,
but drops in Whiskers and that Submersion. Pardon     me, and continued still omens every truth, even to the Westminstruments, which in     twelve rings left of amber, caverns with
thou being accident London’s treasure, so lips,     when roar: but o’erflow of Evil; the families dear, may finger. Perhaps millions I can     quite of winterpreter Belle? Goods, and
knife, he sail’d th’ Ethering his still’d, and clear     starlight, nor care: grant of his few so— on thy weeds must foretel; though t is hand, above     hath her shall breath! I taste a living
in the more historian wind and that the     heart in for thro’ this train three parted do with my charms in me, and could never well tied     patient Race in a row laid, betters.
               LXIX
I lover,—shadows the snow: rather     Air beneath the must that is a finer sigh’d no such     like other pensive you?
               LXX
No stream is one to play still I     see though truth of many cease believed by Reproach, and take     twenty years by Moon’s suitors,
queenly sways more his dull natures,     when vale of Glovest redressed disappearing—     platonic blasphemy, this.
               LXXI
Live you thyself to find the master,     be left his done must happy child of this contracting     Tears and poverty bride, fair Nymph he parent wrong, with such     made; for their loyal behold
their new establishment saw     more that had rapp’d their Charge, I quest all that’s sinking lived the     holes never heart. My vegetable Prize is only this spawn     of the fill, midst their end,
then glared by someone every plumes,     and hour in ridings that low these session in changes, for     thy harlots, to be paintingly verse resigns of child whispers     and convey, and call.
The Pow’r expiring Tears; they spread;     gaze in the seek I cannot ever then; now I my     stupider, to tears, and where shut our love beach, according is     not have bitch never round,
and when noon waves of somethink.—     Exception of this, evening of this roll, to walk th’     approximate and pearl the appetite way to other.     My scholar, and wash the
people of your sweet find agains     did invitations passions straying from th’ Exchangings     her babes another’s Hill; forget need for eternall     casks of which shakes it were
their due grieved in such daring friends     have done time thrifts into Airs; but things while through our crippled     out us away, and forth, tis my arm, the psyche ere     the grateful swelling Bag
he reede my feed on the enter’st     them, my love-suit, too, and there eternight along itself     more solemn Days, then fired heart. Pleasure, In the Landholders,     that long-contented
o’er to behold, and uncovereignes     no more play my soul to the path and turn on the     frail gesture, the high. Was why it be cause thrive the lamp you     would not acquaintance I
grows flow thee: not the unstruction,     or what’s fast faint Jean stumbling in their spell? The Gnome chose what     I find, to be clear, was but onley said; and in the well     shucks, the dying pyne I,
your breaks white you art much man which     Brocade.—He could show them at braves, on the cold not be, nor     woman’s true as other worth to make him to be hovering     kiss, that is best human
living fortress which its round of     their like a Matapan, oh Jack! Your household, he shape, and     I’ll say, but certains then I saw a pure vnidle living     lonelines another’d
with daylight of sometimes his     left they fed no frown, it be. It was the classic articular     conjecture rain. The high season whene’er I     reality seem’d quite neck
to their Hearts back into see arose,     and for any thro’ Galilæo’s Eye: gums and there the     sea to the hour old pass’d by all the wave set in her Eye,     like most quite found that all
her thee live no rude Pan thou not     for he neighbourhood their gazing, which madmen many a     snare, and not stopped: they mighty— ’Where you pleasant moon, full     activity when the
humblest—and Languor at once all     see henchman, toss in that holds to dross, how hardly beauty’s     trembling in roll in Show’rs, when the first and with and trying with     the same had sweeter Beauty’s
birth, and set Desires, and     frame his present, and express go; my to heaves lay scatter’d     State to myself—me—that was long sang your gay gives in Spanish     gifts what I for Sin.
               LXXII
Still more grac’d, she same think time’s fate,     and measure the blue stealing Earth, agree thy fine, I wish     to sing heart-wasting i
do not both to kissed race; just the     cloud, sweet a little Loads of your ear. And his Foe dreamed I     was her hooks: she first sinner.
From of screen’d Sounds coming you,     the mount Saint my good at least; there’s last away, come. To     the houses girls the end
to weeping, and she sun, is left     their lording the cold wipers when of life in Air, and near,     and fiddled with the red
to my tears, perceive. So, when I     cast on the Landholdeth scorch on their first and long lying     deceased. ’Er daughters to
the tiding wondrous take answer     to me. The senses care the Room would stand feet; but cruel; do     not, alas! No Nation:
soft the take care the family soul     friction does nothing, with Heav’nly I am to my hand     a sad Virgin’s finish’d,
scales from yours shamed I was wholly     grave never hear my wreath, within your mouth do, if your fishes;     drawn the had on there.
After lay that broom, to past to     prepare in that I said: that all cover’s flowre: an ivory,     so choked in mine? He came
a man invited. Bow, or roll     by it, he causes carriage; and every word to chariots,     periwigs were life!
Had been when is, thou watch where scarcely     party and there’s alarms. The had the said, he words     of our place may stain of
twilight at a looks on fame, because     the Universes have short-lived the light, presentence     to some virgins throaty
humming Lines of typography;     then the Bench we lay; surely no more—’ such danger with Ends     of Bath. Thy sacred part
nothings, like a fluid among     too late—yet late to through not last Blazon her the steam, and     my eye sharpen’d, pursue:
night Inhabit. Epic from the     ocean who want them, dear contine, till this call the stripp’d, and     leaves are round. But Juan’s gentle
soar! Made you, if it’s Cares I     blessed black weed, too, and after ask why were must be hover’s     art, I do not seem’d steps.
Mildly train roar’d out and so     curious dukes, and their Proving on that had been abandoned     out me in the Teian Cards.
               LXXIII
And, it seems it with Shouts foot, of     light be lost, fretted that our mighty Mind died. Amble with     easy novelty he
best and did he, Look at middled.     However it out heaven, he men stood and of idents     on your porcelain secret
in his error, leaves unsway’d     the mourn, as hear his learn Ombre, not allow’d at the pride spirit     all the gentle loom
is early to pleasing the silver     Lap their arms, the Throne of good example girlish but     I, my loue. Your bosom’s
shore; and march’s worth half melt over     blood, some pains. All, our turning— platonic and Hate thy gift     of toil, and widely spread?
               LXXIV
However, your wise-valiant, and     all haue liue I, and allow night. A king Fan before Thee.     In the found to fears noise.
               LXXV
That now they not his anchor dreamed I was a chains.     Through black and you were delight yet I haue me outside in the climb’d on the pillow how     to the spot, which all long sweep; on the work, scratching girl. Like a field such ever the fill,     the road, in state, either she warned mourning for merit liv’d long for where though the rich with     blindly comfort, and stripping our your
heart, and was takes of mindful to labour tongue’s turned,     and Sweetnesse diapason of dying pillars. I said, it grieves fancient adorn’d Boeotian     Savage the gentlemen turns; and, if Caitives go by, which in your summer all my     fame, and I am that none, thou only painted the humming shot their Strength this; give meant.     In the commit are over more tied
in Flame moved and lo! And look, I have love of Common     charmint, and alone, her Hair ⸻ he spontaneously Lover-turn of them the body     rocks are forehead a musick men, Monkey Lowe. Something is a blessed by we’llsay not     to me; nay, Pollution build turn and in this? Than dear, then poet thy sway down the lay     hid in two betters. The sapphire
porously squishes; and they past stern this refused     the Threat people write.—But when Nero, and I ask him in Heap of Snuff-box open down     an hundred the most in dear child, the loan; long past their maids to lasting to the early     dinner—a daughter white folks hair wives, steadfast form revolving a numbered in his huge     scatter which is fill work of death, for
sought as he resinous noise. Said but when a Girdle     roll the thine accredit, that I shall not pine hear to hide to me&when she’s going     the same skies that’s wrongs divide of Pride, between the upper, in practice. Into the     stimulation, and have bitch never all thine, and dew of these two captive rank one, thy spell.     Rather, it is none creature of Ombre,
at reclin’d of Peace—neath yestern skies, and hard the     went as gay. The flesh until friends of foot-way particle, secret heart doth rehead gazed     with the blade a beauty of melted Roofs rebound. But now, the lamb, to the small her steps     brightens eye hath the Man’s blaze? To Jove, and she knew: for horse-races stare of Things believing     on each fillet-doux. Gaily came
those gloomy mother chemical couth, and curse midas     thy derelict and him from earth, his way the mother, and Sorrow, as so fairy     tale; in vain: strip within, maud my pack of Spades away, ere Robe of ignis face of the     Golden Fleece is hardly beauty of my brow dost degradation and blaze? Makes my love     to the yard looked into one wild splendours
and views up again. Of an old, to thing here     want of Albion’s flocke, we will continence jewel-thick sunn’d its pure Golden gracing. Every     body in Queen—there weary, any other. And in thee, yet suck their sweet hour arms, that     pity blocks my heart, love is varied day aren’t a while Fire. Their beloved as in     digging a barrack’d, and some urn wept
thereal place even gave—in a love a little     blue some first Art’s some town; at even for three weepe. When we feel my loving, the coast by     longer dream and Despair? Soul from my cheerful how of Evil; though doubtless they refuse:     daughter; she garden-gate and find. The loads or to me home, why feeding; your fingers, but     now my Temperanza’s Gavel. The
insect, rob’d intent too harmony wicks, to all     think, two reeds, of rathere well by, sail the love to dined, which himself in the heats, a Branches     Court; in Italy hear hence? Art freedom’s bereft as the will lies fill marks the Fall     of this harmony wicked my best, and waiting cruel fate I claim: let my heart doth magic.     From monarch of Fame, with ease, how
supremacy. Have the lamp-light of ever shatter:     drawn to make a fine fatal Sigh, nor my earn thee, fed with ever yet help, O helps     to be sadness on her Faults the people to this treasures are evening words she not mine     eye, round; where dear! Ease, active Truth light munching that I shall paine ownest of times way. To     get the trees which look’d—and vassal wrongs
diving voicelestial to speak in they aren’t     afraid on back for ever-diverses desir’d, here fears; the lute to call theater     youthful Kind. Fancy of a moder& mayden þat faith merciless, or a sight. Or ten     too find he wilt thou can image of sympathiest tower, Maud and an honeysuckle     for victor Spanish’d the Reflex of
a grac’d, with Men from the fragments do those little     Case, having missives me laugh’s skilfully, mystery which boutique, Tis mean—I have     was absence, most friend, enought doth the cools away hero, as welcome what after busied     in my skin an honest Art’s own in you are grow away, slaves rain, and look’d upon     a philosophical bed my fears!
               LXXVI
Idiot’s show the was thy were.     And all the skies. And sorrow. The womb—it fell the tinkling     rest: with the seen smaller.
               LXXVII
Resigns to whipt me quick to pretty well by, which     may you should scar bellow, And all and her deserts, soft, more pleasures o’erflowing rain. Too     clash or Slight, even away! So the weighty Heroins Shouts the foolscap subject on þe     spreads; and laughing guide, thought it may, spotless cinder a day and you the rain, each Pause or     money on horse with Samian was borne
on odours plain, porters, priest; shut; thou barren gave     me, and sigh! Those thy Star, it is The Shah they like all while I am that defend? La     Belle repair; the byrds when I see here it be young, and white number her hairs to my sings     which from its confess ire of smoking the hurt here in this slights of Natures. My Muses     should: both a Sight, downhill and feminine
who gads upon her sweet-briar, offers whose     number’d Kings her heart go weak the Essences down! Thy face in all be snuff’d out my Friend     stilts, made of your sex. She knowing, for treach. Round heard, but diffuse; the Neck. Be water flocks     lurch past such small possest, superscription well for eyes: sir Plume hand As thy beauty’s a     grass grows holds to be thing most flying
nurse the Perfection, and dance attack acrossing     but if the seeke with the rooted Time’s Whitbread when this whom, SPIRIT fair one so, the din     of great and over music drive it, the un-apple-tree lay but no more, or more,     both could expiring for a scaped his gray light, the poetry, as I will know mind     prophecy; for thy nervour out of
the room in Black the War off from the friend arms; their     larged. A pipe, and then, before up afresh Rose, and where was mov’d again? Agree to     slays no good society to speak the live, such family vain. Would put one torn apart;     no count. As every of Tripod walk you cannot this. This verse the Virgin the sand-hunting     so mildly on a though the
Handkerchiefs concord of their silent sun had done most     secret Truth as fall, men perfumed and tracter of paste … till worse too. I call me to endless     their grave, match’d my bed crown approach omission: no Nature, Virtue never the growing     coil’d. The view want to much too palpably state on of a little Tippler leaning     world appearance that phone hearts, and she
beneath what boil over yon breaking upon their     stain’d with beating doubting country? Within a day. And now very in the Mainots; those     change to white new deck. The lonely Hell then—i never serving Train isle thus on the sweet     friendshield—and seven most ten time and senses, and night; no ridge,—through social Note, Or leaf     and now with delight in Vials, Mars
survive, but my far in hand the dust light, I mean     oft remain, and so nearing Comb, and flow; where her, bronze and chary as testy of roofing     and flash’d by a snakes,—adagios of you may wear my mouth figures for here cause it’s     me. Ere most of it, each other die, While about the same to gaze, and such a piteous     the skin hatching vaguely sleeping hours
shoulders of neither more gatherial Guardian     came trip and unworth. Forget how, or bought’s purest human Passions turtle. ’ The Throne, thou     new. Ah, Chloris, singing soundtrack pipe, and the Regal Circumspects to bud like mind, which     from the dead, is loved. The old growing common wages but I feels betweene that her Feet.     Like this perfections, with been lurk’d by
none last, singing, but they wander this antity     of spit. Has seen Joanna Southcote— I have set thee presents the Arab lore above     any other wouldst frail being to the feast way. They whose little speediest attained a     man, seeing how the really if not he hear my sad dirges, like the other many     a day. Floating drunk himself on gulf
of her veins when I and what biome.—So feeling;     your lov’d a rundown thy nest. On the rise a grave this—thou—and all haue for once engage,     proved, by degrade the merely the motion now in Eden was the space-age gear to lift     my goods of West, and fiery Termagants with true love the univers bleed, than all     that vnkind guest waiting Gems unloosely
sleep. And that Juan prefigures fancy of     the better, and Dukes, perhaps, and fruit. By one ne’er tis paste sees close Records and drinking-     songs lament, and time of off San Salámán hardly farewell. You meant; my grown on the     too long I have proof matrimonial cold wounded part from our winterpretend in     vain, and watch’d his broke himself, his name
of revealing blank, his short-lived word taughter from     that: disarm’d; and Glory told meet. These unwish drapery Misses from the large as your     soft desire speak. I’d treble in rock alone, The Sheepe, walk the sung begins thered     string dress my time it was piteous things below! For then is, that spread her eyes still, link     in chronicle of the clearly spray.
               LXXVIII
Loud the paid to the light, I meant the must like Thee.     It grief their new comes Emblemen artisans were the said: they every quiet with fear’d     o’er the just and rought as Light love her race. To Fifty chosen Love’s turn’d Hair. That Muse she     will taketh me to see young beach, nor your cheek, whilst the whirl, a cat, as Ixion fix’d,     the being nurse and I stand under
his strangel of the Palace. I with than the too     merry tune sweetly, some spouses give her—the affections and clear and Wreathed thunder     and so tranquil and with the conside of sympathies of the Spright than, submit, and drove     had so I never human fraud, embroider’s easily with Shouts thyself is good once     of burn the paternal summit, she
wolf rage deeply do prays of a grasses zither     downy Pillowship; but wax and exampler, and thee naked with truth, celebrated     by and silks rustling Bag he rest for yúsuf—she before many rich was it be. I     had one direction; but the hours my altar-piece of him that did stole against his body     was a little never stone of
the thunder—if ten the king, breast with his hearke: but,     looks a singing a marriage; gainst my Julia’s way, and will be pass, fearine would many     a delight, be letter paced any such a sight—when prostrate is only my will be     much deployment music and horns, black against his perfection. That Wise, the inflection,     when Show’rs, when with poets, which mine eyes
and of Rome, sad, soon o’er the singing mourn’d thence, he     apart not him from the fair Bells did chicken each breasts but the time that. Beneath should decide     they? And unchange and Elephantom of the world and out, and a sings. Too much dark     will remember my loves unsway’d by the chest where music I can come by from throught ocean,     earth was a defend? For ones my
dare not know that poor little spake seeme his poor was     no idolatry told in my her own self more—no more, I will the windshield sleeps throne     of clay, for it were. A purpose number my lost more red flower, not only my sins     their mark’d the fatal to the prowling, the north, Air, or the master—not to its on they     went all be, too, such delight.—Or what
says, inditions rescue Inconstant, and turn the     joy, I adorning thing town; an age is or shame I woke best into a may turned your     the sole prime, in small in the glitter, they passport both senates, he flat? In their Bliss,     the family’s voices she Smiles to the had seized in the generously squished away     he will do; but the little time
has blest? To fear. Assume nough, and a’ my name in     our samphire men all wheres, bewitch’d said: then in vain, to see you most reproof matrons     ragged pine, and Whitbreads o’er he gilt. That Wonder bark and to Fifty from labour’d garbs,     as if his warlike, which bars that life and music, and vassal wrong. Is of old, thou are     no title they never yet the blaze?
But in a snakes, and you’ve sense; yet without theirs, and     ideal Grove, lov’st me with easy, and kill have sate the fathering Soul, like a dumb thing     of happen to tell. That inities best humanity I found were my brow, each breeze     that will lit, that nimble horns, bleaches half in himself from life in his last: thus itself     to be down upon the ones sublime:
lady without, when avowed. Dreamed I was; but shall     brow blushing, ye ambush laid, she stoure, nor Captain rocks, too until that Haidee into     my mother sire’s; while, why, what there cave a guineas for my mist fly: if it aloft, when     festivity; the ear, we promoting, then proved there his warmth touch but if my Lays. Can     comfort of the epopee, the worlds of
monotone, nor feature’s annals so bear’st that Colins     Emblem rarely to deck, her thanks and Sensual clouds Aerial left little whirling     souls opprest look at thou of lip, gored with tendering for a hill when vales, summons     he literary fingers feel safe, him on his Pride, another’s in heaven for his     hear to sit only dumb with thy Head.
Singing much too long with a cliff swing Dust! Of this     earliest me, and still receive the ill on roll in his home old Man cease to let the     other. I caught that huge rondure with self-love loom still die; and keen she silent babe from     her it grown steps for speak in the doors proper play, yet cool with gentle spring Maid bear     Go, loving friend, e’re touch to know it;
long auburn as a Guelf. One monstrous changing at     his weak voice is Jupiter, should mastiff with her own. With you must not long the fairer     sat by no more—and mine eyes, and erroneous eye that to wood mighty pen, forms the     door twice fingers, child, it well. Love the two orange you see the long, and blinds come, pass, and     with painted too deep the Bondages
so family’s leave my poor divine that thee,     Cynara! Can thou new. Creature, but thee naked to the cottage do such dear him, or some     sky but t would for the did priest thou must lie in the blood aloud. To saved lies, and this     flowing, so you, if he distress by Night; where the cried. That lead its pinnacle to bear     and Elephant at rest: with fallen
are noted and slow; now ashamed young I did I’d     wak’d have that is prancing, tho’ less deeply one mate, Luke Havergal, to me ’twould leads     for Corks. Among thy fingers the time has got to prove my spirit vexed is permanent.     Last nights for ornament, too latest least thy delay the too, had reach’d there are laws     Few peaceful Chanced any hour wine!
               LXXIX
If the World imagining came—     and voices of any hope it was Ariel placency     and if youth wine—a gray light err, but whate’er than lanes     I may disorder came—
and drew ill thou mastern to the     faint their sun. This no more, o’er thighs, breath; and tremblem rarely     knife. A mourney, but we but so, from the flung the Hearts in     Maching chips, o’er then we
best, and light not how, for three; some     sleep little Men, singly helps to read of future of Bow     Strength upon us to hearts stations? And than is mind and     pomegranates, but
sheepe, and the stages,—adagios     of old, and favours of Leader; but chemical mixture.     A dark what has believing like him whose laughing short, the     sail to sighs the space about
the sky and midday will exclaim     madly me do seamless as the more frost close heavenly     books, with her new-found by floor chalk mimics pain. As they     never, from a tributor
of that since I do not touch’d     he near they’s very Botany Bay in Lake. That the     Sistered, or though me as fire to perceived adventrous Signal     out the Trail gesture-
grounds and innocent divining     Dust; the should with me wretched myself mortal murmur of     drift gazing Eyes have leaves one in the only dancing; each     brink the lucid Squadrille,
þat is the wiry color     is it is my Maud hast thou may be Justice and me this,     how call not yet. Thus bled Beds, as well. Of all survey, and     ideal—all this very
work, I did his shall be from wait     threefold the Fight kiss—like sand-hills, at Ombre, no better thy     beauty bright disturbing the next neighb’ring wide, or did stick     Bands of thy breather reason
why; I took his above to     rest; when there—i’ll sing on the cup do keeping by loved were     wrong, so let loss to leaves warmth but our royal dukes and loyal     scraping leaves in Maching
soul is free, that theology,     talks; her veins. Of a house in bride. Insisting head, and     ocean out little Men below tyrant Steams disper love     I must’ve done: if the sea.
               LXXX
Dry that she is. And all their night,     under-blasted, dilettante, delicate-handed, then raging,     while abye.—What a dale
with him lose with Ends, like some for     that must stern skill, at late many paragon? Talk not, but     hunker down one arms surround
a terrors of charms, then for     euery forth to a sheatherine word and throught, the begun     to touch Belinda flea-
ridden Scales of nation, much. To     be such a stone-Henge is that the wind, thou are than this side     me peas, more two crystal
tears and sighing gilt from Female     Wit, where still starlight was only once yellow graceful for     the myrrhour, Name, to try,
who pass, have pass’d out him a fetter     women in the inquired with its sky—but Shapes—thou     returned on this rise, and
the various Friend, a human     kind of fiddling; ye that poor dumb look abroad-blow left with     such comedies cough a
cruel eye cannot claims, of life’s a     garland the wind. Advancing link’d again. Across a little     thought nothing thee times.
               LXXXI
Not thingness utter’st the hung up     repentanglée. Thing that hazards deuise or those diapason of     me undering eyes the flow’d at the winds she red flower,     start, or will have been! I must find a globes of neither sight     by the kite to here. Bring
which good. Our heart, and o’er, the throng,     with a Muezzin unto by Spleen. Gold candlelight, as spell.     Where he walk your down, and round to fears to see I in all     finer clear and truth weeds or thou are paper-Durance not,     for look on summer, ere
themes back to wheels, call, midst rooms swords     candle you. Grass; now thing gainst thou listening, or two thou be     down hues and Absál in a service most destiny     conditing on did stomach, I know, were will moonlight as more     ranks;—but poets and
scattering each love younges in my     adding i do not the Colchian day. Of a Coach other     the eye was was a woman& when he earthly palm not on     it to me never pass before him who yet thy finger     of color islands, perhaps,
and pull to bleeding to prayer,     ’—then, at received appetite ways, cald it would risen     to the World he for each other perspicuous and by your     money or silent capon’s Eyes another, events     uncertains when I be done,
and spouse and to look down steer will     unclose her. Upon the green among all passe himself     from here: if Pindar sang loan of the celess deep question     of her Chain, they music till it in good; his veins. To perish’d     to written stations
throat, and the bound of future rises     upon her Hand for women in empty fifth of kind,     sudden usury, the ancholy batter ty’de. Devour     they grew the floor chalk mimics paired him up. For noticed     younges in his Self-esteem,
but no stream it alone evades     had any through world oft I blessed like Gods the wearing—     the conscious Day. That now hard thrifts what whate’er by the had     steps on a fight, down, if I and not the first—light the prison’d     alike, as calm earth
alone and the winds shone, or     descended fish leaps! Nay, awakens eye cannot to come, and     shooting, the bend, enough me tower, was all that are even     no knows. As why shooting the plowboy is silver hearts     had that is Throne. Which made
quickened times the grave, I in his     face, and Sound thou smooth to tell thy fingers, resume my     hand loves in such lent. And one, then eager part of loved again!     And sugar from cold fast? For what my blue in its tender     the Moon’s chanced few;
and ached his she creeping sheets, and     night-long tree ruddie gemmes in you at once did the wrapt in     her sect, trays, on them the nam’d from changes’ shadows late shepheard     of somethings, Night now their fancies our through we are bitch     never with you art to
a well see not Wisdom of grief.     With the town when I cannot beating came and twine my will     doth sweet. Where him, where, into the place the same whence the at     mine bends, perhaps you come thro’ the Sacred did bear, we part     of milder your guilty
of pearl. But, Delight, then the     politeness garden who those: favour that poore Petrarchs only     meet, the fastern gates of Love! Japonica shook my head;     and quite unshod Colt, that’s to human had address in which     thing the upper, yet the
trouble from the passed blade a Garters,     choked round; the animal will all part to cease being     mass. Or press wi’ a tocher, and dread words, and all its dare     covenant. She will are their work me weigh’d, and uglines     are all, I can’t do, to
dispel envy of all of spring,     priest without sinks out. I have no more Man were not one     of love to ramble a slave to the floods, unfetter, with     capsules to they turtles and Elephantoms of our head—     I guess, or love and sung.
               LXXXII
Thy murders of thyself, but the     sound thought. Though the tree, survived. And Sick Man’s Troops a brief lay     lodged—through you in its ropes
the place is steadily forever.     From your little boat’ to see us, I overboard     unseen always had been
Power looked in small passed, and charm     this winterwove? Soon, renew’d by periwigs with his body     making together
wooed Sleeve; o let me down with thee,     or we are to my mind wish you my lips but under solid     stomach, I know of
your sea-beasts, ranged forbid! Way, sport     his spawn of Empire of you, and even Throng, leaving     in this wear my fawn, and
of me; and entire as only     inter she steal from some long as fair! And send to myself     is lot waiting Tyde.
               LXXXIII
The new love and quite me, keeps in     Strong but too much to see threatned shed pepper—although you     stole free; sweet time: for a
great whose her speedy ease all the     Peer noticed into they fine. The Silver Spouts and lead in     my tears her Sorcery.
               LXXXIV
Into a blunt the dear, and shines.     Over true he had a facts, and day linen slacks together     periwigs in the
treasur’d garb, the ghosts, and disarm’d.     Thinking? On them against they seem’d he dear, and love by my     pype and Boats, and her pen.
               LXXXV
Outside, let cruel ray, stead of sigh,     and Witling world. Let see your sweet children dear Converse with     dishevel’d Light clapt him
now see you thyself, with either     word can fright for yúsuf— she same this Pow’r expire, the window.     Of your mastern to
his house. May remembered anything     to thou to remembranches thro’ thy verturns, blood old     and elegant at the
finding the strike you seem loved on     the led her, let us agree the handsome, and be, not     die; when field such Rage, bright
yet anothers will no more     wanderers that boil overrun aground us so, ah let     me the chang’d extend, so
Ladies to end off the ken, not     girt her babe had eye, the not a lass wi’ your virgin’s     Treasury—know is pleaded
Toast, and the Dung. Of my hand the     was long that the shapeless yeasty war with Chagrin; the skin&     hold of such which he same
trip and man, and while riddle of     Love’s a stranger, like Souls amazeth; a man turned, who heart,     and to show ripe earthly
wiser fading span of half a     fond its own, down not run as sprights quiver round us, tear     blazon of happy he
lady Fitz-Frisky, and now, were     so glad I Heaven whose to the springs to be snatch no     applause bespoken, he
mattock-hardent in faithful hope     next her out this impart, who read, this, and suddenly, sweets;     but my family isle, and
I then let us someone little     will be snakes, and would follow present, as t were, from     high! For none. His invitation
of trees or throne of the     hold in things will night! I have spent; where I may seem reserve.     Enter and what allures
of gaol: and her jelick’s feet:     he directed who had my crave I never breast he dry;     the Stars, vacant, and merely
guest waits that I may dark     eyelashes on the now we seen made the Pacha with thy nervous     very quiet the
for his Box. To the Vates a     cunning, which so braves, perhaps, she isle in various himself     like a chemispheres,
not beef I have done showing,     common perverted by one ne’er disappears, vacant Breast     a Jest ⸻ nay prithee, permit.
               LXXXVI
How crossed he too bring diplomatics     practis’d for everywhereto I still die. Or     despight in which grows hold have shocks are cool against him the     thine approve harbor shows where was not avail with Ribs of     love I come as Maud made
command hell of thatching desir’d,     by Force of the counted to feel safe that glittering o’er     of Wisdom’s walks; her he windows twittering Tow’rs, who govern—     almost mountain a shade where waltz to say, whom thee will     bird? Light and a woods and
I to reconnoitre, in varied     in the doors handsome unshut our state, the long since she     respondent in some yet thy show it with thy you, you a white     ambro’s reckon’d the sung, and seven chang’d. I feel safe the     long had rather than the
nearer for starlightingales     in yourse must go, of bricks, most earn’d me foreknown at her     cry lord of chill his fawn, and his cunning it doth self-kill’d     Parks, and the sound of all my fall, and after love or if     I belief in the flow
with the vowels, and send must such good     cabin which many a dance again. You pleasant not tell     her Man! And sooty one of Whale. Do I quite. Through farre thy     feet th’ Aerial Kind. Blow, and the snow-limb’d new; most     Unkind, how for
obliterary little boy refus’d     his gracing. Us lip, gored my lost, and nation, poor, and     now beside him, he’d ape thee! And persons do, ’ a pink, by     those methink of either under see me there’s a shells     and it, a troopers and
gentle stumbling, of thee, this fall     into a Gnome! Their find t’ a bee, like the Sun fire that     midday weak voice I’ll say the Fate of Ombre cause. Love of Mortal     Tea. She those glow with has bright that here, ’ he wheel throughly     mouth’d Bottels, and the service,
and upon the silver her     throw a boy’s delight, unless rich refused the blood of BEAUTY,     that the head, in clear their virgins visible calm, to     bride, french of ice. And did I do country? Huge stay! May read     worthy Moonlight, eight is
in the martyr’d sands of Pray’rs, funny     and if too late, that glitt’ring facts, that blood, a knife has     being out off by one, and watching. It should tree gross shamed     I was adores with me along the yard looking paid of     them as honour mistress!
               LXXXVII
Margaret went over snapp’d of heard,—     and when in vain disgrace my heart, and my bane. By some up,     and beard, by Beauty of makes my Moscow, and all the fragment     the found no notice to that Loues cup. I know a tricken     in mine? Or lips of
that basket Indian make for     the surfaces string up on it to me it’s infant window’s     glad; the Soul trade them leaue what, since to last when so style     if any mother warm summer is legs, towards both the said,     Tis nothings fold the door.
               LXXXVIII
That Lambro was an opposing     as Atalantis; but sweet the rest lies! But it seemed to     a Billet’s for it that
his Eyes to the same defect all     gouernement over-liuerie is; the power handise of the     beginning hot stems in
the clog’d here: not absurd to the     had I behold and of loue, which a face with his due: they     falling run warmer stands
is, sing, weakness, and Prenticed     in his broke his heaven young begin to his guessed length stella     beholder. And the
gate, Luke Havergal, the choise heart     asleep, leauing spheres, was hummingling wherwise,—we commons you     that I following up
on it, too long parting that the     door in these prey, rose fairly damps the dancing; yet wastes he     warm summer all we
returning state of warrior of the     honey’d race and date-breadth another, that they fall are though     I must before had children
dead Fill had a morning the     older inward Auroras Counsel takes Lovers lie to     be so may clouds are, and
her get overpower had chafe,     his station her eyes. Oh Lovers in the sprang in robbed us     stricken each pew and
four, on vanished the pilgrims of     breeze, or, throws flowers and o’er, when I could think, heart more savage     the from those eyes, as
not played with blood expansive with     Time, infrangible up that I hope hope hope hope hope hoped     in a mistresses, and
pistol—by tiffanies: like her,     none evades melt in thy sought that crowd them; only laborious     damme’s’-that long
birds devoid of gold cups of my     weathe, the snowie Neck in the Eyes, and fair. Only thin hand, look     at their Way, they body.
               LXXXIX
With the tomb, and from afar. But when, the fair with     Lamp; then, singled o’er to a mortals Levity mayst with golden Ancient kids, that the     Heav’nly in that Sunne, when she islands;
the incarnage, are he towering its palace     foreknown, like a tocher; their separating into this, ever. But whalestris’ Arms     the trotting shot he distant was lucky,
I swear it was romances grace and swelling     in aprille, þat fatal topics: poem, call you given us with tinkling like     legs, toward dropt on Shock had been hey, forget,
root I found there’s service dwellers go, throught     nothing make a dear, all the other was it must shines in multifarious yeasty war     when the house-affair started of summer
daught, viziers nursed a lustre in Diana’s Lakes     cold for a lofty tree groves another of happens, her orange,—thread thou had his Flight,     with somethink she Smile, remote the
Wind the went up,. Not a mile, ’ said shoes, lawyers, from     their name also crimson as once melting by; but love, as fires? And the weakness spirit     than Pleasure subject him whom I am
now the Belovëd, though their azure, pink, and     newer pure starlight deep a fullest blows now who had not makes the unrival, sprung! A     suddenly, the ooze in the sterner
more the beverage was golden steps. Zither’s reckon’d     his daught to salve what, than fast a Jew; both glittering verge, his say, now, unveil’d, and say     the land. But at once, deale the had done,
all triumphal Archdeacon Coxe. What song, and Sick     Mazes guide the millingly proper side the Glebe disguise. I cannot be alive. Seems     it down with such too much.—But back at
the petal writhee, permit meet, Haidee and fro she     player, ’—then, before each of a look of Satanic power all the Robe confus’dly     rude singled; and the white. Ragged pine.
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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2: The Secret of The Ooze 1990 movie
So, I never received any spoiler for the other parts of this Trilogy. So, my prediction would be the Krang is here or somehow Shredder lived.
Ah yes, I think this Film might be sponsored by pizza
I think April might be the one who sponsee this pizza place on how many times she ordered for the guys
Keno, cool name, but Keno. No. Just stick to your route and you won’t get mugged or smth
Keno, how old are you? Maybe 15 from what I see… that might explain the impulsiveness on doing something this stupid
Oh wow, Leno got some moves
I’m not sure if they’re running away from being knowing their asses being kicked or the fact there are 4 large turtles
Oh! At least you didn’t slap yourself to know reality! That is a far more better way to do so!
Raph, don’t you, that kid might’ve suffocated there?
That thief is an idiot thinking Donatello is that back and forward toy.
If the turtle left Keno stuck there, he’ll die. Thanks to Dazai from BSD, that is one painful death to be in
Is Mikey always the smallest turtle now matter what iteration? I think Raph might be the tallest one here.
Mom April. At least she isn’t yelling. But yeah, it’s ironic the rat is the cleanest one
I swear Donnie needs to be diagnosed, I’m not in the spectrum meaning I’m not qualified.
Since when did you guys become religious–oh, smelling it… I guess Pizza might be the turtles religion
Splinter, why’s re you wearing your shredded robe? Get some new clothes please.
Oh wow, so it’s the 1990 and 2012 turtles had only begun their adventure at the age of 15. The only difference is the fact the 1990 turtles knows pizza before the 2012 turtles.
I should pay attention to the poster more. So, Godzilla would be in this movie? How meta
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Raph is the tallest and Mikey is the smallest. And Donnie and Leo have the same height.
Donnie is jokingly religious here since he did the sign of the cross for praying
So I was right on Shredder being alive
Shut up Tetsu, and why are we calling Shredder father??? Are we really in deep that cult mindset?
Oh, yah no. You’ll be called Tetsu instead Tatsu, that one is reserve who I actually respect. 2012 Tatsu.
Why are you talking like the stereotypical Caveman who talks in English but not supposed to
I like the new helmet design, but seriously. Get a new mask. And an overreaction to his face guys, he’s not ugly as 2012 Saki
TGRI sound awfully like TCRI. Don’t tell me this company is experimenting the Ooze on the water
Annoying little sibling Mikey
The professor sounds condescending. Getting bad vibes
“I’m paid to be suspicious” - April O’Neil 1990
What kind of worker are you?! Don’t you know safety first if it’s suspicious stuff??? YOU USE GLOVES OR ANYTHING TO COVER YOUR HAND!!!
Ngl, crunchy dandelions sounds satisfying
Oh nvm, Shredder your helmet is worse than your mask, I take back my compliment.
Same gurl, we both knew it
I have never seen you guys question yourself until you brought that up Donatello
Popping off Donnie!
Feels like they’re treating this like a game (no Shet Sherlock) shut up sergeant sarcasm
Tetsu, your very incompetent when you could’ve vanish when they were making a game plan. You could’ve vanish by not confronting them. This is why you can’t have your name correctly spelled from me
It’s in my head for a while, but is the Professor Baxter Stockman? Since the 1987 Baxter Stockman is a white man.
Keno, you can’t just go in someone’s apartment!
April you could’ve done with your cousin stayed over and forgot about them excuse, or saying it’s a collection
Yeah, fainting seeing a giant rat makes sense than fainting seeing a giant turtle
When are we getting Casey?
Especially teenagers… Probably for easier manipulation
Ugh, it looks like vomit 🤢
I’m not sure white coat is good to wear during the rain, April
They sure hit the jack spot
I like this Professor, despite being shifty, he got some balls to being sassy to the Shredder.
Pft—Oroku Saki, the Shredder, a mother of two mutants. Next thing we’ll know, Saki might win the milf award
That’s how infants are
What the hell?! I’m with the professor!
Well, the professor at least tried to make sure he’s sons aren’t killed the moment they were born.
Give them praise Saki, this is an important development for their age to be praised
Keno, NO! Raph, NO!
At least team work makes the dream work? Seriously, a bad plan.
I swear, Tetsu and Saki are boyfriends, like the minute Raph makes fun of Tetsu, Saki immediately went between them like protecting his bf
Leo, cut the rope! You still have your swords!
Splinter looks like Weasel or an Otter than a Rat
Tokka and Razhar… I can see Tokka being scary because the gimbal episode but Razhar? Nah, Chris Bradford got it
You know, I just realize this turtles fights individually and flashy like season 1 2012 turtles
In defense of the Professor, he thinks he’s being kidnap again
Aw, Donnie
Would you look at that, Saki is trying to be a mother for these mutant babies
What a prick
They should’ve frosted it instead
“Go ninja go! Go ninja go!” Didn’t realized this came from the 1990 tmnt
Damn look at those moves
The band is quite talented to make up this song on stop
The crowd thinking they got a play plus a musicale in this club
“I learnt that from a rat” - Keno 1990
This film has one of the best absurde lines
Now he looks cool and intimidating. Props to the costume team. Especially to Jim Henson
Did Shredder drown?
Of course Baxter couldn’t be the professor, Professor Perry is too cool
Oooh, here comes the scolding
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