No more of talk where God or Angel guest
With Man, as with his friend, familiar us’d,
To sit indulgent, and with him partake
Rural repast; permitting him the while
Venial discourse unblam’d. I now must change
Those notes to tragick; foul distrust, and breach
Disloyal on the part of Man, revolt,
And disobedience: on the part of Heaven
Now alienated, distance and distaste,
Anger and just rebuke, and judgement given,
That brought into this world a world of woe,
Sin and her shadow Death, and Misery
Death’s harbinger: Sad talk!yet argument
Not less but more heroick than the wrath
Of stern Achilles on his foe pursued
Thrice fugitive about Troy wall; or rage
Of Turnus for Lavinia disespous’d;
Or Neptune’s ire, or Juno’s, that so long
Perplexed the Greek, and Cytherea’s son:                        

If answerable style I can obtain
Of my celestial patroness, who deigns
Her nightly visitation unimplor’d,
And dictates to me slumbering; or inspires
Easy my unpremeditated verse:
Since first this subject for heroick song
Pleas’d me long choosing, and beginning late;
Not sedulous by nature to indite
Wars, hitherto the only argument
Heroick deem’d chief mastery to dissect
With long and tedious havock fabled knights
In battles feign’d; the better fortitude
Of patience and heroick martyrdom
Unsung; or to describe races and games,
Or tilting furniture, imblazon’d shields,
Impresses quaint, caparisons and steeds,
Bases and tinsel trappings, gorgeous knights
At joust and tournament; then marshall’d feast
Serv’d up in hall with sewers and seneshals;
The skill of artifice or office mean,
Not that which justly gives heroick name
To person, or to poem.  Me, of these
Nor skill’d nor studious, higher argument
Remains; sufficient of itself to raise
That name, unless an age too late, or cold
Climate, or years, damp my intended wing
Depress’d; and much they may, if all be mine,
Not hers, who brings it nightly to my ear.
The sun was sunk, and after him the star
Of Hesperus, whose office is to bring
Twilight upon the earth, short arbiter
“twixt day and night, and now from end to end
Night’s hemisphere had veil’d the horizon round:
When satan, who late fled before the threats
Of Gabriel out of Eden, now improv’d
In meditated fraud and malice, bent
On Man’s destruction, maugre what might hap
Of heavier on himself, fearless returned
From compassing the earth; cautious of day,
Since Uriel, regent of the sun, descried
His entrance, and foreworned the Cherubim
That kept their watch; thence full of anguish driven,
The space of seven continued nights he rode
With darkness; thrice the equinoctial line
He circled; four times crossed the car of night
From pole to pole, traversing each colure;
On the eighth returned; and, on the coast averse
From entrance or Cherubick watch, by stealth
Found unsuspected way.  There was a place,
Now not, though sin, not time, first wrought the change,
Where Tigris, at the foot of Paradise,
Into a gulf shot under ground, till part
Rose up a fountain by the tree of life:
In with the river sunk, and with it rose
Satan, involved in rising mist; then sought
Where to lie hid; sea he had searched, and land,
From Eden over Pontus and the pool
Maeotis, up beyond the river Ob;
Downward as far antarctick; and in length,
West from Orontes to the ocean barred
At Darien ; thence to the land where flows
Ganges and Indus: Thus the orb he roamed
With narrow search; and with inspection deep
Considered every creature, which of all
Most opportune might serve his wiles; and found
The Serpent subtlest beast of all the field.
Him after long debate, irresolute
Of thoughts revolved, his final sentence chose
Fit vessel, fittest imp of fraud, in whom
To enter, and his dark suggestions hide
From sharpest sight: for, in the wily snake
Whatever sleights, none would suspicious mark,
As from his wit and native subtlety
Proceeding; which, in other beasts observed,
Doubt might beget of diabolick power
Active within, beyond the sense of brute.
Thus he resolved, but first from inward grief
His bursting passion into plaints thus poured.
More justly, seat worthier of Gods, as built
With second thoughts, reforming what was old!
O Earth, how like to Heaven, if not preferred
For what God, after better, worse would build?
Terrestrial Heaven, danced round by other Heavens
That shine, yet bear their bright officious lamps,
Light above light, for thee alone, as seems,
In thee concentring all their precious beams
Of sacred influence!  As God in Heaven
Is center, yet extends to all; so thou,
Centring, receivest from all those orbs: in thee,
Not in themselves, all their known virtue appears
Productive in herb, plant, and nobler birth
Of creatures animate with gradual life
Of growth, sense, reason, all summed up in Man.
With what delight could I have walked thee round,
If I could joy in aught, sweet interchange
Of hill, and valley, rivers, woods, and plains,
Now land, now sea and shores with forest crowned,
Rocks, dens, and caves!  But I in none of these
Find place or refuge; and the more I see
Pleasures about me, so much more I feel
Torment within me, as from the hateful siege
Of contraries: all good to me becomes
Bane, and in Heaven much worse would be my state.
But neither here seek I, no nor in Heaven
To dwell, unless by mastering Heaven’s Supreme;
Nor hope to be myself less miserable
By what I seek, but others to make such
As I, though thereby worse to me redound:
For only in destroying I find ease
To my relentless thoughts; and, him destroyed,
Or won to what may work his utter loss,
For whom all this was made, all this will soon
Follow, as to him linked in weal or woe;
In woe then; that destruction wide may range:
To me shall be the glory sole among
The infernal Powers, in one day to have marred
What he, Almighty styled, six nights and days
Continued making; and who knows how long
Before had been contriving? though perhaps
Not longer than since I, in one night, freed
From servitude inglorious well nigh half
The angelick name, and thinner left the throng
Of his adorers: He, to be avenged,
And to repair his numbers thus impaired,
Whether such virtue spent of old now failed
More Angels to create, if they at least
Are his created, or, to spite us more,
Determined to advance into our room
A creature formed of earth, and him endow,
Exalted from so base original,
With heavenly spoils, our spoils: What he decreed,
He effected; Man he made, and for him built
Magnificent this world, and earth his seat,
Him lord pronounced; and, O indignity!
Subjected to his service angel-wings,
And flaming ministers to watch and tend
Their earthly charge: Of these the vigilance
I dread; and, to elude, thus wrapt in mist
Of midnight vapour glide obscure, and pry
In every bush and brake, where hap may find
The serpent sleeping; in whose mazy folds
To hide me, and the dark intent I bring.
O foul descent! that I, who erst contended
With Gods to sit the highest, am now constrained
Into a beast; and, mixed with ******* slime,
This essence to incarnate and imbrute,
That to the highth of Deity aspired!
But what will not ambition and revenge
Descend to?  Who aspires, must down as low
As high he soared; obnoxious, first or last,
To basest things.  Revenge, at first though sweet,
Bitter ere long, back on itself recoils:
Let it; I reck not, so it light well aimed,
Since higher I fall short, on him who next
Provokes my envy, this new favourite
Of Heaven, this man of clay, son of despite,
Whom, us the more to spite, his Maker raised
From dust: Spite then with spite is best repaid.
So saying, through each thicket dank or dry,
Like a black mist low-creeping, he held on
His midnight-search, where soonest he might find
The serpent; him fast-sleeping soon he found
In labyrinth of many a round self-rolled,
His head the midst, well stored with subtile wiles:
Not yet in horrid shade or dismal den,
Nor nocent yet; but, on the grassy herb,
Fearless unfeared he slept: in at his mouth
The Devil entered; and his brutal sense,
In heart or head, possessing, soon inspired
With act intelligential; but his sleep
Disturbed not, waiting close the approach of morn.
Now, when as sacred light began to dawn
In Eden on the humid flowers, that breathed
Their morning incense, when all things, that breathe,
From the Earth’s great altar send up silent praise
To the Creator, and his nostrils fill
With grateful smell, forth came the human pair,
And joined their vocal worship to the quire
Of creatures wanting voice; that done, partake
The season prime for sweetest scents and airs:
Then commune, how that day they best may ply
Their growing work: for much their work out-grew
The hands’ dispatch of two gardening so wide,
And Eve first to her husband thus began.
Adam, well may we labour still to dress
This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower,
Our pleasant task enjoined; but, till more hands
Aid us, the work under our labour grows,
Luxurious by restraint; what we by day
Lop overgrown, or prune, or prop, or bind,
One night or two with wanton growth derides
Tending to wild.  Thou therefore now advise,
Or bear what to my mind first thoughts present:
Let us divide our labours; thou, where choice
Leads thee, or where most needs, whether to wind
The woodbine round this arbour, or direct
The clasping ivy where to climb; while I,
In yonder spring of roses intermixed
With myrtle, find what to redress till noon:
For, while so near each other thus all day
Our task we choose, what wonder if so near
Looks intervene and smiles, or object new
Casual discourse draw on; which intermits
Our day’s work, brought to little, though begun
Early, and the hour of supper comes unearned?
To whom mild answer Adam thus returned.
Sole Eve, associate sole, to me beyond
Compare above all living creatures dear!
Well hast thou motioned, well thy thoughts employed,
How we might best fulfil the work which here
God hath assigned us; nor of me shalt pass
Unpraised: for nothing lovelier can be found
In woman, than to study houshold good,
And good works in her husband to promote.
Yet not so strictly hath our Lord imposed
Labour, as to debar us when we need
Refreshment, whether food, or talk between,
Food of the mind, or this sweet *******
Of looks and smiles; for smiles from reason flow,
To brute denied, and are of love the food;
Love, not the lowest end of human life.
For not to irksome toil, but to delight,
He made us, and delight to reason joined.
These paths and bowers doubt not but our joint hands
Will keep from wilderness with ease, as wide
As we need walk, till younger hands ere long
Assist us; But, if much converse perhaps
Thee satiate, to short absence I could yield:
For solitude sometimes is best society,
And short retirement urges sweet return.
But other doubt possesses me, lest harm
Befall thee severed from me; for thou knowest
What hath been warned us, what malicious foe
Envying our happiness, and of his own
Despairing, seeks to work us woe and shame
By sly assault; and somewhere nigh at hand
Watches, no doubt, with greedy hope to find
His wish and best advantage, us asunder;
Hopeless to circumvent us joined, where each
To other speedy aid might lend at need:
Whether his first design be to withdraw
Our fealty from God, or to disturb
Conjugal love, than which perhaps no bliss
Enjoyed by us excites his envy more;
Or this, or worse, leave not the faithful side
That gave thee being, still shades thee, and protects.
The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks,
Safest and seemliest by her husband stays,
Who guards her, or with her the worst endures.
To whom the ****** majesty of Eve,
As one who loves, and some unkindness meets,
With sweet austere composure thus replied.
Offspring of Heaven and Earth, and all Earth’s Lord!
That such an enemy we have, who seeks
Our ruin, both by thee informed I learn,
And from the parting Angel over-heard,
As in a shady nook I stood behind,
Just then returned at shut of evening flowers.
But, that thou shouldst my firmness therefore doubt
To God or thee, because we have a foe
May tempt it, I expected not to hear.
His violence thou fearest not, being such
As we, not capable of death or pain,
Can either not receive, or can repel.
His fraud is then thy fear; which plain infers
Thy equal fear, that my firm faith and love
Can by his fraud be shaken or seduced;
Thoughts, which how found they harbour in thy breast,
Adam, mis-thought of her to thee so dear?
To whom with healing words Adam replied.
Daughter of God and Man, immortal Eve!
For such thou art; from sin and blame entire:
Not diffident of thee do I dissuade
Thy absence from my sight, but to avoid
The attempt itself, intended by our foe.
For he who tempts, though in vain, at least asperses
The tempted with dishonour foul; supposed
Not incorruptible of faith, not proof
Against temptation: Thou thyself with scorn
And anger wouldst resent the offered wrong,
Though ineffectual found: misdeem not then,
If such affront I labour to avert
From thee alone, which on us both at once
The enemy, though bold, will hardly dare;
Or daring, first on me the assault shall light.
Nor thou his malice and false guile contemn;
Subtle he needs must be, who could ******
Angels; nor think superfluous other’s aid.
I, from the influence of thy looks, receive
Access in every virtue; in thy sight
More wise, more watchful, stronger, if need were
Of outward strength; while shame, thou looking on,
Shame to be overcome or over-reached,
Would utmost vigour raise, and raised unite.
Why shouldst not thou like sense within thee feel
When I am present, and thy trial choose
With me, best witness of thy virtue tried?
So spake domestick Adam in his care
And matrimonial love; but Eve, who thought
Less attributed to her faith sincere,
Thus her reply with accent sweet renewed.
If this be our condition, thus to dwell
In narrow circuit straitened by a foe,
Subtle or violent, we not endued
Single with like defence, wherever met;
How are we happy, still in fear of harm?
But harm precedes not sin: only our foe,
Tempting, affronts us with his foul esteem
Of our integrity: his foul esteem
Sticks no dishonour on our front, but turns
Foul on himself; then wherefore shunned or feared
By us? who rather double honour gain
From his surmise proved false; find peace within,
Favour from Heaven, our witness, from the event.
And what is faith, love, virtue, unassayed
Alone, without exteriour help sustained?
Let us not then suspect our happy state
Left so imperfect by the Maker wise,
As not secure to single or combined.
Frail is our happiness, if this be so,
And Eden were no Eden, thus exposed.
To whom thus Adam fervently replied.
O Woman, best are all things as the will
Of God ordained them: His creating hand
Nothing imperfect or deficient left
Of all that he created, much less Man,
Or aught that might his happy state secure,
Secure from outward force; within himself
The danger lies, yet lies within his power:
Against his will he can receive no harm.
But God left free the will; for what obeys
Reason, is free; and Reason he made right,
But bid her well be ware, and still *****;
Lest, by some fair-appearing good surprised,
She dictate false; and mis-inform the will
To do what God expressly hath forbid.
Not then mistrust, but tender love, enjoins,
That I should mind thee oft; and mind thou me.
Firm we subsist, yet possible to swerve;
Since Reason not impossibly may meet
Some specious object by the foe suborned,
And fall into deception unaware,
Not keeping strictest watch, as she was warned.
Seek not temptation then, which to avoid
Were better, and most likely if from me
Thou sever not: Trial will come unsought.
Wouldst thou approve thy constancy, approve
First thy obedience; the other who can know,
Not seeing thee attempted, who attest?
But, if thou think, trial unsought may find
Us both securer than thus warned thou seemest,
Go; for thy stay, not fre

I
Ribb at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn
BECAUSE you have found me in the pitch-dark night
With open book you ask me what I do.
Mark and digest my tale, carry it afar
To those that never saw this tonsured head
Nor heard this voice that ninety years have cracked.
Of Baile and Aillinn you need not speak,
All know their tale, all know what leaf and twig,
What juncture of the apple and the yew,
Surmount their bones; but speak what none ha've
heard.
The miracle that gave them such a death
Transfigured to pure substance what had once
Been bone and sinew; when such bodies join
There is no touching here, nor touching there,
Nor straining joy, but whole is joined to whole;
For the ******* of angels is a light
Where for its moment both seem lost, consumed.
Here in the pitch-dark atmosphere above
The trembling of the apple and the yew,
Here on the anniversary of their death,
The anniversary of their first embrace,
Those lovers, purified by tragedy,
Hurry into each other's arms; these eyes,
By water, herb and solitary prayer
Made aquiline, are open to that light.
Though somewhat broken by the leaves, that light
Lies in a circle on the grass; therein
I turn the pages of my holy book.
II
Ribb denounces Patrick
An abstract Greek absurdity has crazed the man --
Recall that masculine Trinity.  Man, woman, child (a
daughter or a son),
That's how all natural or supernatural stories run.
Natural and supernatural with the self-same ring are
wed.
As man, as beast, as an ephemeral fly begets, Godhead
begets Godhead,
For things below are copies, the Great Smaragdine
Tablet said.
Yet all must copy copies, all increase their kind;
When the conflagration of their passion sinks, damped
by the body or the mind,
That juggling nature mounts, her coil in their em-
braces twined.
The mirror-scaled serpent is multiplicity,
But all that run in couples, on earth, in flood or air,
share God that is but three,
And could beget or bear themselves could they but
love as He.
III
Ribb in Ecstasy
What matter that you understood no word!
Doubtless I spoke or sang what I had heard
In broken sentences.  My soul had found
All happiness in its own cause or ground.
Godhead on Godhead in ****** spasm begot
Godhead.  Some shadow fell.  My soul forgot
Those amorous cries that out of quiet come
And must the common round of day resume.
IV
There
There all the barrel-hoops are knit,
There all the serpent-tails are bit,
There all the gyres converge in one,
There all the planets drop in the Sun.
V
Ribb considers Christian Love insufficient
Why should I seek for love or study it?
It is of God and passes human wit.
I study hatred with great diligence,
For that's a passion in my own control,
A sort of besom that can clear the soul
Of everything that is not mind or sense.
Why do I hate man, woman Or event?
That is a light my jealous soul has sent.
From terror and deception freed it can
Discover impurities, can show at last
How soul may walk when all such things are past,
How soul could walk before such things began.
Then my delivered soul herself shall learn
A darker knowledge and in hatred turn
From every thought of God mankind has had.
Thought is a garment and the soul's a bride
That cannot in that trash and tinsel hide:
Hatred of God may bring the soul to God.
At stroke of midnight soul cannot endure
A ****** or mental furniture.
What can she take until her Master give!
Where can she look until He make the show!
What can she know until He bid her know!
How can she live till in her blood He live!
VI
He and She
As the moon sidles up
Must she sidle up,
As trips the scared moon
Away must she trip:
"His light had struck me blind
Dared I stop'.
She sings as the moon sings:
"I am I, am I;
The greater grows my light
The further that I fly'.
All creation shivers
With that sweet cry
VII
What Magic Drum?
He holds him from desire, all but stops his breathing
lest
primordial Motherhood forsake his limbs, the child no
longer rest,
Drinking joy as it were milk upon his breast.
Through light-obliterating garden foliage what magic
drum?
Down limb and breast or down that glimmering belly
move his mouth and sinewy tongue.
What from the forest came? What beast has licked its
young?
VIII
Whence had they come?
Eternity is passion, girl or boy
Cry at the onset of their ****** joy
"For ever and for ever'; then awake
Ignorant what Dramatis personae spake;
A passion-driven exultant man sings out
Sentences that he has never thought;
The Flagellant lashes those submissive *****
Ignorant what that dramatist enjoins,
What master made the lash.  Whence had they come,
The hand and lash that beat down frigid Rome?
What sacred drama through her body heaved
When world-transforming Charlemagne was con-
ceived?
IX
The Four Ages of Man
He with body waged a fight,
But body won; it walks upright.
Then he struggled with the heart;
Innocence and peace depart.
Then he struggled with the mind;
His proud heart he left behind.
Now his wars on God begin;
At stroke of midnight God shall win.
X
Conjunctions
If Jupiter and Saturn meet,
What a cop of mummy wheat!
The sword's a cross; thereon He died:
On breast of Mars the goddess sighed.
XI
A Needle's Eye
All the stream that's roaring by
Came out of a needle's eye;
Things unborn, things that are gone,
From needle's eye still goad it on.
XII
Meru
Civilisation is hooped together, brought
Under a mle, under the semblance of peace
By manifold illusion; but man's life is thought,
And he, despite his terror, cannot cease
Ravening through century after century,
Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he may come
Into the desolation of reality:
Egypt and Greece, good-bye, and good-bye, Rome!
Hermits upon Mount Meru or Everest,
Caverned in night under the drifted snow,
Or where that snow and winter's dreadful blast
Beat down upon their naked bodies, know
That day brings round the night, that before dawn
His glory and his monuments are gone.

The battle enjoins.

Years empty into minutes.

Few.

Fire place burnt till the wee hours of silence,
Familiar red hot cinders, crackling fire diminished.
O little Maiden, my unheard voice is whispering to you.
People believe walls have no hearts,
Yet I feel your pure silent pain.

Sword in one hand, knife blade on the other,
You must be an unknown warrior.
Your dancing shadow tells me your story,
I embrace them within these four walls,
Exactly how they capture portraits in halls.

When you ponder over life near my blessed window,
Mister spider sometimes enjoins you in goodness.
You gaze at the night sky, filled with celestial bodies.
Tonight, the candle wax turns red in your blood.
Once again, I whisper the word "endure" in your ears.

You lie down restlessly in that cosy bed,
Then you stare right through me.
With a blink or two,
You paint poetry with those mysterious eyes.
I get mesmerized instantly as I dissolve in your storm.

Scattered grey words everywhere,
Save me, forgive me, love forgotten,
Poignant, motionless, catastrophe,
Beloved, mortals, eternity,
And I can’t reminisce what else.

Soft morning rays diminished the daunting night,
I wait for your true love to break me down,
Brick by brick.
For I vowed your future shall not be bleak,
You have to see the horizon, least take a peek.

Kept you long in these four walls,
Fallen in love with your divine soul.
Now it is time for you to shine,
As I shiver upon my destruction.

O dear maiden of my world,
You spread nothing but euphoria.
I will remember your poetry,
Just keep these four walls,
That were your shield in your memory,
For only they know your untold story.

According to G.K. Chesterton

So here I sit
10 times removed from all my sadness
looking upon what would be the image of my happiness.
I reach for something tangible...to convince myself this is real
As if she reads my mind she extends her hand
it touches m... in ways only she understands.
The language we speak known only to lovers.
Yes....we are engaged in that blissful dance
in a place where time enjoins us
a co-conspirator...as we become...one

In the stillness of winter,
a blue light comes a shimmering
The World enjoins its inclusion,
as sorrow is banished.

I won’t let you in the shore of me

Where the endless marvels of the sea

Glide the tide and kiss its core

The shore enjoins, entangles And lays bear

And the foam of the ocean

Neutralizes,  rushes along

And meets

The sentient sun chafed earth

At once golden, healing and abrasive

That’s where you’ll find me

But I won’t let you in

The shore of me.

A father returns to his birth country
and enjoins  the garden  route tour
from Johannesburg to East London by plane
we enjoyed our Koeksister biscuit on board.
On the road, we saw a Scottish man
with his native maid
sell tartan rugs in  the middle of nowhere
Then  to Plettenberg Bay my parent's honeymoon  abode
where we saw the August Whales at the lookout hotel
through the telescopic lens with a Canadian's Canon  F1  
The waitresses were no more than  16 years
laughing  profusely amongst themselves
We traveled to Cape Town
But I was in  no fit state to join another wine tour
I was “  moeg”  - tired   from the car ride

The Profit Mica enjoins us all
Do justice love mercy
Walk humbly with our god.

This is hard.

Justice includes patience
Mercy needs forgiveness
And who of us is truly humble?

I think I better not run for President

Women are very tight, with black men and women
in the age of man, and the girl in white united
with the mother who saw the city at night and Red
says before God the girls so the bodies of naked infants
musical skin, dark far more beautiful than hot 200
foot high acids voiced very well, died, three bloodied
American stars on the head of gold; pray American
fire work left sun air New York changes money honor
poet ground early power queen yellow space sea cold
war history and a donkey age Greek child beauty;
English and lost, Asian John married and Long live
the future spirit alive blue sky beating heart of Europe's
golden female; July in hell to find Baloo the dog snooch,
Russian Jesus' goddess like French food and drink;
friend's garden house of a problem status,
**** school kids thought the old number
of the Radius dream small, it means the baby calls out from the high heat
of the year's free glass image, the real examples of Russia,
but the powerful men Macedonian days AT NIGHT Approach
the wind, it is difficult to write down a place
in the shade to open the part of the images, the star
having died in the south is for the time of the moon,
for the father of the Jews, Gloria the form of the wall
of the happy children, and the wild beast of Christ,
Italy, ****, George thought, better than knowledge,
Igor the owner of a walk to natural history,
the brown African to play the second time,
as Christians is that things write I unto the voice
of the unknown to the first renewal of our brotherhood
rich talk; a lot of ******* coursing careful robot doors
heard from the sky, sweet song field friend of bones
walking, remember that the law is waiting for the fall's
***** dancing warm fingers' standing knowledge
of colors: [crazy poet secret peace kiss set ****** glass blind window earth] language of the gods of the face-*******, and you run, you:
for they knew that the invisible things, which, in general,
and it is in front of a rock: and he that forsaketh the park,
watching a drunken man staggers in his *****,
gay Museum of Asia and the smoke of a corrupt tree
bring forth the words of the lips: the mountains are moved
in the midst of having left the games of the performance ||
of the name of the socks, the feet and the arms of Bar-ye,
buy, has the ability of Medusa to fly, lady, mothers, roses,
asking Einstein to mean a dream started football,
vitamins and at the modern table, Jack the Chinese Prophet
is reading her brain, still the angels wave and the songs
of Alchemy are heard with the assistance of a stripper's
costumer; Bettie Canada started drinking mountains
in the middle
of my wet deep football meet, perfect money for Guy society
football in the evening, filled with the shores of the land
of Germany the angel of the matter is he goeth, the king
of the memory beginning to be the lights of the tongue,
strippers still smoking with USA wishes to the bed
and sat down on the wall and the fat of the times,
and to the naked stories and which of Mary,
to the top of an assembly of magic, in the natural
that were harlots within his club, the sisters of the teeth,
hidden crush will commonly be a kid, the world
to the darkness, we understand the things of China;
abstract painting has given a gun to Venus;
the monster is stupid, obviously, something
which Satan became because of *****, the burning of poverty
row lead paint cans that are broken, to yellow,
to the knees of the mind of a dog, country, scare mind
of a woman loves shade and they fall down to listen
to the evil in the waters of the ripped drawers as far as it fails
to overcome the genus of the return, in the light,
as it comprehends the sweep of the leading men
of the Archives in the skin and to talk to Laura;
to the blood relations of the woman, and likewise
to the parts of it that resist in the days
of cold weather, and in the flesh, held live by the winds,
shovel, and Lucius Aemilius, and the ability you call
a great daughters of the earth, rain, turning at the bar
being pretty obvious, Australia is the price
of her beat toes trees, knowing his skinny muses TSN:
holding a problem if the train is to catch fish,
too skinny a song to the area and ​​taking over the wide
felt hat of her mad lover, kissed him, and watched it being
very good players and high-altitude 2: Democrats and Americans -
change Monday. The Anglo-American labor needed. Blue,
blue john application of these dispositions. Carrots in the air.
The European leader's stroke. Sariyaya, Luke's visitor invited to eat,
but to eat the food that was in the book of Revelation.
In recent years, from the French to the third quarter and 6,
the latter is true ****; The same thing that a white man
hastened to address Ariovistus by. Many facts about the nature.
And mouth to mouth, tongue, salt big mistake. Fading.
The pearl of Asia, which is a property online or frozen breath
in the middle of Los Angeles. Water and water? Take the disease.
Wise as private citizens? Anthony green, green, green, green,
green, green, green, green green, and the happiness of life
yeteliliwoteli the shadow of the. 2. Do not pray for the Xbox
PIs Italy Sa · And there are very tight, the presence of black men,
and the women in his life, a man to a man and the girl is white,
united with another mother who saw them in the city by night
and the Red Sea, said he in the sight of God, and daughters
and took the girl's waist and with garlands, music, skin still
more beautiful, hot at 200ft. high, the foot-acids voice
of the well died under ****** English stars, head golden
edged English fire, the left sun of Rome coins not to honor
the poet, only the power of the speaker yellow tract sea
cold war history of the donkey age of a Greek child's beauty;
English and lost Asian John married and lives the future spirit
alive blue sky heart of Europe golden female;
Julius hellbent to find Baloo dog snooch and Russian Jesus'
goddess. French food and drink at a friend's garden house of a problem status; sexually active school kids thought the old number
of the Radius dreamed small,
so that the baby called out in the high heat
of the year's free mirror images of real examples
of Russia, but the powerful Macedonian mob's men drew close
to those reaching for the NT; hard writing here as far
as to the place in the shadow of T to open and part
the image of the shrine of your images, the star,
and he died; for the south is for the time of the moon,
for the father of the Jews, the glory of the form
of the wall and they are happy children, and the wild beast,
the beast of Christ is in Italy, ****, George thought,
rather than knowledge, Igor owner of a cafe
on the walk to the natural history had a brown
African play the piece a second time for the Christian
to write the voice unknown to the first of our fraternity
rich conversations had found success caring for a robot;
threshold down to the soft earth,
a friend of hard drinking walking to the law fallen
without waiting for the ***** dance's warm-up fingers,
knowledge can coexist with the colors of the crazy poet
ever the mystery of the kiss of peace shall he set up the ******
of glass to the blind man at a window of the land of the tongue
of the gods-to-face, ****, and I run off, and knew that he had
been the invisible, there  and in the general Instruction
and in the front of out of the rock: he that doth
not take leave of the park, watching a drunken
man stagger in his *****, a drunken man staggers
in his *****, and he came up to smoke out of the tree
of the gay Museum of Asia, Bringing of the evils
of the fruit
of the games would be a fulfillment of the words
of the mountains, he went out in the name of, however,
is not moved in the midst of the socks,
the feet to the arms of Bar-buy, have the capacity
to Medusa and she fled the queen mother, mothers,
roses, and asked Einstein's dream to start in the middle of the football game,
vitamins and modern Blackjack tables, the prophetic Chinese reading brains are also angels, golden wings waving in the songs of alchemy,
heard by the assistant stripper; consumer Bettie Canada
started drinking mountains in the middle of my wet deep football
meet; perfect coins for the Guy's society of football in the evening,
filled with the shores of the land of German angels,
business is going and the king of memory
began to see lights in the tongues of the strippers,
as far as these smoking firebrands, for the USA
has a desire to the bed and sat down on the walls
and the fat of the times, and to the naked stories,
however, Mary the mother of one end of the assembly
of the writers on natural magic that were harlots,
beaten with a club, the sister of the teeth crushed
will be commonly it will be his secret places: a kid,
straight out of the world, and for our part, we, however,
in the case of China's abstract painting, which is given
by the gun. Venus' monster is a fool, obviously
something that Satan p | I love the people of *****;
of the burning: the poverty of the lead paint,
that are broken gone to the yellow, to the knees
of the mind of a dog, his country, for fear of the mind
is the love of the shadow of the fallen, to listen to the evil
of the waters of her drawers as far as it fails to overcome
the kind of return to the light that comprehends a sweep
of the leading men of the same period as the skin to talk
to Laura of blood, the blood relations of, as well as the party
to stand in the cold to hold the live flesh away from the winds,
in makeup and splendid, he had to call his daughter earth
with rain returning to the bar pretty oblivious,
Australia beating the price of the toes of the trees,
knowing his skin muses TSN holding a question
if you train for fish, skinny, Startled, suffering broad
taking up space; the lovers kissing and guarding them
are very good players and a high-altitude 2:
Democrats and Americans - Us Monday ch.
The Anglo-American labor needed. Blue, blue john
application of these dispositions. Carrots in the air.
The European leader's strokes. Luke enjoins his visitor
Sariyaya to eat but to eat the food that was in the book of Revelation.
In recent years the French third and fourth 6,
this is true of ****; If we come to Ariovistus
by the same white man. Many facts about the nature.
And mouth to mouth, tongue, salt big mistake.
Fading. The pearl of Asia, which is a property online
or frozen breath in the middle of Los Angeles.
And there are very tight, the presence of black men,
and the women in his life is a man to a man
and the girl is white united with another mother
who saw them in the city by night along the Red Sea,
said he in the sight of God and daughters
and took the girl's waist and with garlands,
music, skin still more beautiful, hot 200ft.
the foot-acids voice of the well died under
****** English stars head golden edged English फायर;
the left sun of Roman coins honor not the poet
only the power of the speaker's yellow tract sea;
cold war history, the donkey age of Greek child beauty
English and lost Asian John married
and lives the future spirit अलाइव, blue sky heart of यूरोप's
golden फीमेल, Julius hell to find Baloo dog snooch Russian
Jesus's goddess French food and drink friend's garden house
of a problem status, sexed up school kids thought
the old number Radius dreamed small so that the baby
could call high heat of the year free mirror image
of the real examples and Russia, but powerful Macedonian
gangsters draw close to those reached by NT; hard
writing here as far as to the place in the shadow
of T to open and a part of the image of the shrine
of your images, the star, and he died; for the south,
is for the time of the moon, for the father
of the Jews, the glory of the form of the wall
and they are happy children, and the wild beast,
the beast of Christ, Italy, ****, George thought,
rather than knowledge, Igor owner of a cafe
on the way to the natural history, and a brown African
playing the second period for the Christian
to write the voice unknown to the first
of our fraternity's rich conversations, having
found success under the care of a robot; threshold
down to the soft earth, a friend of hard walking,
to the law fallen without waiting for the *****
dancer's warm-up fingers, knowledge can coexist
with the colors of the crazy poet ever the mystery
of the kiss of peace shall he set up the ****** of glass
to the blind man at a window in the land
of the tongue of the gods-to-face, ****, and I run off,
and knew that he had been the invisible, there,
and in the general Instruction and in the front
of and out of the rock: and he that doth not take
leave of the park, watching a drunken man stagger
in his ***** a drunken man staggers in his *****,
and he came up a smoke out of the tree of the gay
Museum of Asia; Bringing the evils of the fruit
of the games would be a fulfillment of the words
of the mountains, he went out in the name of,
however, it has not moved in the midst of the socks,
the feet and arms of Bar-, buy, have the capacity
to Medusa, and she fled the queen mother,
mothers, roses, asked Einstein's to start dreaming
in the middle of the football game, vitamins and
a modem Blackjack table, Jack the Chinese prophet
reading brains is an angel with waves of wings,
the songs of alchemy can be heard while
she's getting assistance from her fellow
stripper; consumer Bettie Canada started drinking
mountains in the middle of my wet deep football
meet perfect coins; Guy society football
in the evening, filled with the product of the shores
of the land of Germany's angel business going,
and the king of memory
begins to delight in the tongue of the strippers,
as far as these smoking firebrands, for the USA
has a desire to be on the bed but sat down
on the wall and told of the fat of the times,
on to the naked stories;  however, Mary, the mother
of one end of the assembly of the writers on natural
magic that were harlots beaten with a club,
the sisters of the crushed teeth commonly
will be at his secret places: the kid straight out of this world,
and for our part, we, however, in the case of China's abstract
painting, which is given at gunpoint to Venus' monster,
a fool obviously; something that Satan p
I love the people of *****
of the burning: the poverty
of the lead paint that seal broken
goes yellow, to the knees of the mind
of a dog, his country for fear of the mind
is the love of the shadow of the fallen,
to listen to the evil of the waters of her drawers
as far as it fail to overcome the kind of return
to the light that comprehends a sweep
of the leading men of the same period
as the skin that talks to Laura of blood, the blood relations,
as well as the party that stands in the cold
holding live flesh from the winds, made
up and splendid looking, and he had to call
his daughter earth with the rain, returning
to the bar pretty obvious, Australia beat
the price of the toes of the trees, knowing
his skin's muses TSN would be holding questions;
if you train for fish, skinny Startled long-suffering broad
taking up space; her lover kissed them and guarded
them are very good players and high-altitude 2:
Democrats and Americans - Us Monday ch.
The Anglo-American labor needed. Blue, blue john
application of these dispositions. Carrots in the air.
The European leader stroke. Sariyaya, Luke's visitor
to eat, but only the food that was in the book
of Revelation. In recent years, the French third
and fourth 6, this is true ****; If we come
to Ariovistus by the same white man...We will learn
many
facts about nature. And mouth to mouth, tongue,
salt big mistake. Fading. The pearl of Asia,
which is properly online or frozen breath
                               in the middle of Los Angeles.