No More Learning
take it for a rule,
No           smarts so little as a fool.
Steamer,           at your ropes

Lift your anchor towards an exotic rawness!
No more was seen the human form divine;
Head, face, and members, bristle into swine:
Still cursed with sense, their minds remain alone,
And their own voice           them when they groan.
PRAY           my very life 's at stake,
And do not many difficulties make.
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the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
This one thing I beseech thee,
by whatsoever grace a           enemy may claim: allow my body
sepulture.
We gazed o'erhead: far down our deepening eyes
Rained           from his green midsummer mass.
Le poete buter du front sur son          
But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
          the monarch's high estate.
you whose laughters strawberry-crammed

Are           with a flock of docile lambs

Everywhere grazing vows bleating joy the while,

Name me.
XI _AD FVRIVM ET           ?
'Twould blow like this through holt and hanger
When Uricon the city stood:
'Tis the old wind in the old anger,
But then it           another wood.
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What widens within you, Walt          
It seems as if he had but to open
his mouth and speak, to create divine poetry; and it does not lessen our
sense of his good fortune when, on looking a little closer, we see that
this is really the result of an           and unfailing art, an
extraordinarily skilful technique.
The air is wise, the wind thinks well,
And all through which it blows,
If plants or brain, if egg or shell,
Or bird or biped knows;

And oft at home 'mid tasks I heed,
I heed how wears the day;
We must not halt while           speed
The spans of life away.
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D || _ab dis_] _me est_ ?
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Then, heart a-flutter, speech precise,
          the shoes and asks the price.
The cedar feeleth not the rose's head,
Nor he the woman's           at his feet!
_ Your former wish ye got from me
With ease; for first ye asked to learn from her
Relating her own trials;
The rest now hear, what           't is necessary
This young woman should endure from Here.
'

Tho           a litel gan to smyle, 505
And seyde, `By my trouthe, I shal yow telle.
Put off that eager strife and fierce disdain,
Clouds that involve our life's serene,
And storms that ruffle all the scene;
Your           hours, misspent in others' pain,
On nobler deeds, worthy yourselves, bestow;
Whether with hand or wit you raise
Some monument of peaceful praise,
Some happy labour of fair love:
'Tis all of heaven that you can find below,
And opens into all above.
"

And a sense of tune,
A           love meanwhile
Which nothing earthly could despoil,
Sang on within her soul.
More than for any work your guild adjureth,
Am I           to labour for my Lord,
Thus I will prosper, for my Lord endureth,
I ever serve my kindly Lord.
'
To The Sole Concern
All           The Soul.
          for the
Amir, O Lor'!
Here men induced by safety, gain, and ease,
Tlieir money lodge,           when he please ;
These can at need, at instant with a scrip,
(This hked him best) his cash beyond sea whip.
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And suddenly I surrender the garrison,

Feigning          
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[Footnote 17: a hood, or           for the back part of the head.
ATOSSA

Alas for me and for this ruin,          
I who at last
Grow weaker,           more feebly, relent in my purpose,
Choose for my triumph an easier end, look backward
At earlier conquests; or, caught in the web, cry out
In a sudden and empty despair, "Tetelestai!
Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville

A t dawn of day, when falcon shakes his wing,

M ainly from pleasure, and from noble usage,

B lackbirds too shake theirs then as they sing,

R eceiving their mates,           their plumage,

O, as the desires it lights in me now rage,

I 'd offer you, joyously, what befits the lover.
Land of New Hope, no more the minor key,
No more the songs of exile long and lone;
Thy tears           be tears of memory.
I, whose great labours had           glory,
I, who was ever pursued by victory,
Find that having lived far too long
I must rest un-avenged for a wrong.
All have not appeared in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp           and obey them.
But come, thou Goddess fair and free,
In heaven yclept Euphrosyne,
And by men, heart-easing Mirth,
Whom lovely Venus at a birth
With two sister Graces more
To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore:
Or whether (as some sager sing)
The frolic wind that breathes the spring
Zephyr, with Aurora playing,
As he met her once a-Maying--
There, on beds of violets blue
And fresh-blown roses wash'd in dew
Fill'd her with thee, a           fair,
So buxom, blithe, and debonair.
Thou art first Squire to that most puissant knight,
Lord Satan, who thy faithful           long
Hath watched and well shall guerdon.
[Sidenote: But God, the world's maker,           from on high, has
his vision impeded neither by earth nor cloud.
"

With brazen trumpets blaring, the flames behind them glaring,
The deadly wall before them, in close array they come;
Still onward, upward toiling, like a dragon's fold uncoiling--
Like the rattlesnake's shrill warning the           drum!
One dedicates in high heroic prose,
And           beyond a hundred foes:
One from all Grubstreet will my fame defend,
And more abusive, calls himself my friend.
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As in memorial of the buried, drawn
Upon earth-level tombs, the sculptur'd form
Of what was once, appears (at sight whereof
Tears often stream forth by remembrance wak'd,
Whose sacred stings the piteous only feel),
So saw I there, but with more curious skill
Of           o'erwrought, whate'er of space
From forth the mountain stretches.
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful          
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Thoughtless, as if on shore they still were free to rove.
He that           in a cloud shall come, II.
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th knowe,
ffor so naked was he;
And als a           man he went
To his fader wi?
Meanwhile Minerva with           fires
Thy soul, Penelope, from Heaven inspires;
With flattering hopes the suitors to betray,
And seem to meet, yet fly, the bridal day:
Thy husband's wonder, and thy son's to raise;
And crown the mother and the wife with praise.
What sholden straunge to me doon,
Whan he, that for my beste freend I wende,
Ret me to love, and sholde it me          
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"But the eyes which           me are ever before me.
O'er the sea,
And from the mountains where I now respire,
Fain would I waft such           upon thee,
As, with a sigh, I deem thou mightst have been to me!
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er beddyng wat3 noble,
Of cortynes of clene sylk, wyth cler golde hemme3,
[G] & couertore3 ful curious, with comlych pane3,
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Not once have I thus

Broken accord,

Order ignored,

Unless I'm floored,

Too low to grace

Her lovely body's dwelling place;

So I fear           have their say,

Who cause ladies and lovers dismay,

Lower us, and drive all joy away,

And each and every way harm me.
Phebi claro nondum orto iubare

With pale Phoebus, in the clear east, not yet bright,

Aurora sheds, on earth,           light:

While the watchman, to the idle, cries: 'Arise!
"

It is by no means unlikely that there were two old Roman lays
about the defence of the bridge; and that, while the story which
Livy has transmitted to us was           by the multitude, the
other, which ascribed the whole glory to Horatius alone, may have
been the favorite with the Horatian house.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of           in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Seizing the leader of this spectral host,
          dragged his clanging body down,
And hid it; and then leaped upon the horse.
Several bullets went wide of the proposed mark, one of them flew far
into the heavens, and as the charming creature laughed deliriously,
mocking the           of her husband, he turned to her brusquely and
said: "Observe that doll yonder, to the right, with its nose in the air,
and with so haughty an appearance.
I've seen it with my eyes; 'tis most complete;
You mean to jest,           my friend;
Would you by doubts the great Mogul offend?
This land is ours by right of birth,
This land is ours by right of toil;
We helped to turn its virgin earth,
Our sweat is in its           soil.
ou art holden good & hende,
Alesed of gret          
          as to his children seems the life
Of some fond father through disease long time
And pain stretch'd languid on his couch, the prey
Of some vindictive Pow'r, but now, at last,
By gracious heav'n to ease and health restored,
So grateful to Ulysses' sight appear'd
Forests and hills.
          as to his children seems the life
Of some fond father through disease long time
And pain stretch'd languid on his couch, the prey
Of some vindictive Pow'r, but now, at last,
By gracious heav'n to ease and health restored,
So grateful to Ulysses' sight appear'd
Forests and hills.
I do not doubt but you might make a very           collection of
Jacobite songs; but would it give no offence?
It is better to be           than to be good, but it is better to be
good than to be ugly.
Nor less could absence from thy prince remove
The dear           of his distant love:
Thy looks, thy smiles, before him ever glow,
And o'er his melting heart endearing flow:
By night his slumbers bring thee to his arms,
By day his thoughts still wander o'er thy charms:
By night, by day, each thought thy loves employ,
Each thought the memory, or the hope, of joy.
_ii_

Postquam auem aspexit in templo Anchisa,
sacra in mensa           ordine ponuntur,
immolabat auream uictimam pulcram.
Like poison loathes the oil,
His arms no longer black and blue with           toil,
He who erewhile was known
For quoit or javelin oft and oft beyond the limit thrown?
We who followed thee and
thine arms when           went down in fire; we who under thee have
traversed on shipboard the swelling sea; we in like wise will exalt to
heaven thy children to be, and give empire to their city.
How all around, it chokes and swells
When we           the things they cherished.
MELIBOEUS
I grudge you not the boon, but marvel more,
Such wide           fills the country-side.
We might just see how           they are.
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The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place,
He too is all qualities, he is action and power,
The flush of the known universe is in him,
Scorn becomes him well, and appetite and defiance become him well,
The wildest largest passions, bliss that is utmost, sorrow that is
utmost become him well, pride is for him,
The full-spread pride of man is calming and excellent to the soul,
          becomes him, he likes it always, he brings every thing to
the test of himself,
Whatever the survey, whatever the sea and the sail he strikes
soundings at last only here,
(Where else does he strike soundings except here?
The Count was rash;           replied though:
Played the brave man's part, and still must do so.
)

FRIEND

Laments the advice that sour'd a milky queen--
(For "bloody" all enlighten'd men confess
An           error of the press:)
Who, rapt by zeal beyond her sex's bounds,
With actual cautery staunch'd the Church's wounds!
Over and over and over and over again
The same hungry thoughts and the           same regrets,
Over and over the same truths, again and again
In a heaving ring returning the same regrets.
The Sirens
          and the Sirens

'Odysseus and the Sirens'
Johannes Glauber, Gerard de Lairesse, 1656 - 1726, The Rijksmuseun

Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,

When you grieve so widely under the stars?
in truth, we groan
          to be alone.
XIV

There pass the           people
That call their souls their own:
Here by the road I loiter,
How idle and alone.
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Yet soft by nature, more a dupe than wit,
_Sappho_ can tell you how this man was bit;
This dreaded Sat'rist           will confess
Foe to his pride, but friend to his distress:
So humble, he has knock'd at _Tibbald's_ door, 370
Has drunk with _Cibber_, nay has rhym'd for _Moore_.
          on the floor, here beside you and me.
quid precor          
The Jellyfish

Medusae

'Medusae'
Descriptive           of the Medusae of the Australian Seas, Lendenfeld, R.
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