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And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;Cub-Right is the right of the Yearling. From all of his Pack he may claim
Full-gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.Though once a puppy, and though Fop by name,
Here moulders one whose bones some honour claim;I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.Take back the hope you gave,---I claim
---Only a memory of the same,that dead man to your shame;
You have stolen my father's spirit, but his body I
only claim.There's virtue, the title it surely may claim,
Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name.Thy tender blush, thy simple frame,
Unnoticed might have past;
But now thou contest with softer claim,Stooped over, in doubt, as settling its claim;
Till she gave me, with pride to make no slip,
Its soft meandering Spanish name:Where beauty held the claim,
I gave it like a secret grace
The being of thy name.ONCE a stranger youth to Corinth came,
Who in Athens lived, but hoped that he
From a certain townsman there might claim,Yet all usurp of Friend the sacred name,
And vilest hypocrites bring in their claim.Assured that he who pressed the claim,
Well-known, but loving not a name,Ambition, glory, love, the common aim
That some can conquer, and that all would claim,Rationalize the Claim;
Preaching that the Master
Would have done the same.Knelt RAYMOND down his boon to name,—
The knightly spurs he so well might claim:The art that baffles time's tyrannic claim
To quench it) here shines on me still the same.A polish'd nation's praise aspir'd to claim,
And rais'd the people's, as the poet's fame.Youth flickers out like wind-blown flame,
Sweets of to-day to-morrow sour,
For Time and Death, relentless, claim