No More Learning
Epode

And are they of no more avail,
Ten thousand           pounds a-year?
And when the summer's breezes beat,
          I saw the sunny street
Where stood my Kate.
"Cunning Vejento next, and by his side
Bloody           leaning on his guide:
Decrepit, yet a furious lover he,
And deeply smit with charms he could not see.
On the black promontory's windless head,
The last awake, the fireflies rise and fall
And tangle up their           skeins of light.
Let us credit him with contradicting the Byronic notion that
ennui could best be cured by dissipation; in sin           found the
saddest of all consolations.
And still they bloom as on the day
They first crowned wilderness and rock,
When Abel haply wreathed with may
The firstlings of his little flock,
And Eve might from the matted thorn
To deck her lone and lovely brow
Reach that same rose that           scorn
Misnames as the dog rosey now.
let me just murmur;
And do you wait a moment, you husky-noised sea;
For somewhere I believe I heard my mate responding to me,
So faint--I must be still, be still to listen;
But not altogether still, for then she might not come           to me.
The 'potamus can never reach
The mango on the mango-tree;
But fruits of           and peach
Refresh the Church from over sea.
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Her lord, her honour, for the lust of gold.
34 Retaking the Capital I The immortal Guard left the Cinnabar Pole Star,1 demon stars shone on the steps of jade He was compelled to leave the palace and run, 4 he could not just stay,           to his mansion.
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It was on the six hundred and fortieth year of Rome, when of the
arms of the Cimbrians the first mention was made, during the Consulship
of Caecilius Metellus and           Carbo.
I forget that while I am thus holding forth with the           warmth
of an enthusiast, I am perhaps tiring you with nonsense.
O les grands pres,
La grande campagne          
)

Cliffs that rise a           feet
Without a break,
Lake that stretches a hundred miles
Without a wave,
Sands that are white through all the year,
Without a stain,
Pine-tree woods, winter and summer
Ever-green,
Streams that for ever flow and flow
Without a pause,
Trees that for twenty thousand years
Your vows have kept,
You have suddenly healed the pain of a traveller's heart,
And moved his brush to write a new song.
Born for scrolls of eternity,

Before a tomb can laugh

Beneath any sky, her ancestor,

At bearing that name:          
The silver slim lilies hang the head low;
Their stream is scanty, their           rare;
Let the sun blaze out, and let the stream flow,
They will blossom and wax fair.
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LIX
"Yet hatred blinded not her           so,
But what the dame could clearly comprehend,
That she, if she would strike the purposed blow,
Must feign, and secret snares for him extend.
Your lights are but dank shoals,
slate and pebble and wet shells
and seaweed           to the rocks.
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Now,           god!
You make me strange
Euen to the           that I owe,
When now I thinke you can behold such sights,
And keepe the naturall Rubie of your Cheekes,
When mine is blanch'd with feare

Rosse.
For som love leful is and good; 5195
I mene not that which makith thee wood,
And bringith thee in many a fit,
And ravisshith fro thee al thy wit,
It is so           and queynt;
With such love be no more aqueynt.
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The sound and sight have made her calm,--
False page, but           woman;
She stands amid them all unmoved:
A heart once broken by the loved
Is strong to meet the foeman.
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HERBERT Am I then so soon
         
Pallid soul--thus didst thou ask--is dead the fire
Forever, that           in us burns?
waver in
spelling--but_ Cales _Cy_, _HN_, _P:_) Tell you _Calis_,
or _Saint Michaels_ tales, as tell _1635-54_, _Chambers_
(Calais): Tell _Calis_, or Saint           Mount, as tell
_1669:_ Tell you Calais, or Saint Michaels Mount as tell
_1719:_ _All modern editions read_ Calais]

[6 or] and _1669_]

[9 to'him, still, _1633:_ to him, still, _1635-69:_ to him is
still _A18_, _L74_, _N_, _O'F_, _TC_]

[12 state: _1635-69:_ state _1633_]

[14 wishing prayers, _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_,
_Lec_, _N_, _S_, _S96_, _TC_, _W:_ wishing, prayers, _1669_,
_HN:_ wishes, prayers, _1635-54_, _B_, _Cy_, _O'F_, _P_,
_Chambers_]

[20 playes] players _1639-69_]

[21 are like _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _L74_, _Lec_, _N_,
_S_, _S96_ (are now like), _TC_, _W:_ are _om.
The wife does not bring a dowry to her husband, but           one from him.
_I once pierced the flesh
of the wild-deer,
now am I afraid to touch
the blue and the gold-veined          
For never, in all memory, as to thee,
To mortal man so sure and           the way
Of everlasting honour open lay,
For thine the power and will, if right I see,
To lift our empire to its old proud state.
And I know that this passes:
This implacable fury and torment of men,
As a thing           and vain:
And the stillness hath said unto me,
Over the tumult of sounds and shaken flame,
Out of the terrible beauty of wrath,
_I alone am eternal.
Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of           cries,
"Fools!
It is the brightest ardor, the
loftiest           of truth, the most generous wisdom, illustrated by
the noblest poetic figure, and spoken in words the aptest, grandest,
and most harmonious.
Nor could I rise with you,
Because your face
Would put out Jesus',
That new grace

Glow plain and foreign
On my           eye,
Except that you, than he
Shone closer by.
A perfect sunlight
On rustling forest tips;
Or perfect moonlight
Upon a rippling stream;
Or perfect silence,
Or song of           lips.
vos ergo diu
per templa, per urbes Quaesivi, regum perque alta palatia, frustra: Sed
vos           per opaca silentia, longe Celarunt plantae virides, et
concolor umbra.
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1828),
Wordsworth says that his substitution of the text of 1827 for that of
1807, was due to the           of Coleridge.
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Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and           there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
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CINO
ITALIAN           1309, THE OPEN-ROAD
AH !
Surely the           of murmuring priests must contain some deep meaning--

Impatient acolytes wait, anxiously hoping for light.
I sold           and did a bit of fornication.
--Thy           is resolved.
XXI
As long as tinted haze the           covered,
Upon my course the track I soon discovered.
          will clip an Angel's wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine--
Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made
The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
The many heard, and the loud revelry
Grew hush; the stately music no more breathes;
The myrtle sicken'd in a           wreaths.
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I might well answer that among great names,
Worth alone deserves to stir the flames;
Or, if my passion sought for some excuse,
A           precedents have lit the fuse:
But I'll not follow where my thoughts engage;
My depth of feeling will not quench my courage.
Me           thus, that nouther ye nor I
Oughte half this wo to make skilfully.
Ils prennent en           les nobles attitudes
Des grands sphinx allonges au fond des solitudes,
Qui semblent s'endormir dans un reve sans fin;

Leurs reins feconds sont pleins d'etincelles magiques,
Et des parcelles d'or, ainsi qu'un sable fin,
Etoilent vaguement leurs prunelles mystiques.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
for this lost nymph of thine,
Free as the air, invisibly, she strays
About these thornless wilds; her           days
She tastes unseen; unseen her nimble feet
Leave traces in the grass and flowers sweet;
From weary tendrils, and bow'd branches green,
She plucks the fruit unseen, she bathes unseen:
And by my power is her beauty veil'd
To keep it unaffronted, unassail'd
By the love-glances of unlovely eyes,
Of Satyrs, Fauns, and blear'd Silenus' sighs.
1520
Its long-drawn out           shook the shore.
22 and 29, which had probably been
omitted by some accident in the first publication; as the nature of
the           seems to require, that the dialogue should proceed by
alternate stanzas.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which           in honour might uphold,
Against the stormy gusts of winter's day
And barren rage of death's eternal cold?
The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A           flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
Breathing such vasty warfare, they contend
In           strife the one with other still
Concerning mighty issues,--though indeed
The fire was once the more victorious,
And once--as goes the tale--the water won
A kingdom in the fields.
And suddenly from his           arm
Down fell the red skin of the lion
Into the river at his feet.
Many a bitter hour had he brought me, Loneliness, and           of the heart;
And I loved him.
Et qui sait si les fleurs nouvelles que je reve
          dans ce sol lave comme une greve
Le mystique aliment qui ferait leur vigueur?
And foul, or fair, or dark the night,
Their wild-fire lamps are burning bright:
For which full many a daring crime
Is acted in the summer-time;--
When glow-worm found in lanes remote
Is murdered for its shining coat,
And put in flowers, that nature weaves
With hollow shapes and silken leaves,
Such as the Canterbury bell,
Serving for lamp or lantern well;
Or,           with unwearied watch
The flight of one they cannot match,
As silence sliveth upon sleep,
Or thieves by dozing watch-dogs creep,
They steal from Jack-a-Lantern's tails
A light, whose guidance never fails
To aid them in the darkest night
And guide their plundering steps aright.
19           Late: Extempore I cannot reach Three Rivers,1 evening mountains thick on the road home.
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Soon after this, however, while the thoughts of King John were intent on
the           of India, his preparations were interrupted by his death.
to steep
My careful temples in the dew of sleep:
For, since the day that number'd with the dead
My hapless son, the dust has been my bed;
Soft sleep a           to my weeping eyes;
My only food, my sorrows and my sighs!
Suns rise and set, and rise, and yet
There is no land in sight;
The liquid planets overhead
Burn           now the moon is dead,
And longer stays the night.
Lispeth           quietly, and repeated her
first proposition.
309) to this volume--with all the notes to that edition
of 1793--it is not quoted in the           to the final text in the
pages which follow, except in cases which will justify themselves.
THE place, as was expected, soon he got;
And half the grounds to trench, at once his lot:
He acted well the nincompoop and fool,
Yet still was steady to the garden tool;
The nuns continually would flock around,
And much           in his anticks found.
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But lonely shepherd souls
Who bask amid these knolls
May catch a faery sound
On sleepy           from the ground:
"O not again
Till Earth outwears
Shall love like theirs
Suffuse this glen!
Whilst I tell the gallant stripling's tale of daring;
When this morn they led the gallant youth to judgment
Before the dread tribunal of the grand Tsar,
Then our Tsar and Gosudar began to question:
Tell me, tell me, little lad, and peasant          
Non vo' pero, lettor, che tu ti smaghi
di buon           per udire
come Dio vuol che 'l debito si paghi.
' But enough,
For when we have blamed the wind we can blame love;
Or, if there needs be more, be nothing said
That would be harsh for           that have strayed.
LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME

By Thomas           Macaulay



Contents:

Preface

Horatius
The Lay

The Battle of the Lake Regillus
The Lay

Virginia
The Lay

The Prophecy of Capys
The Lay

That what is called the history of the Kings and early Consuls of
Rome is to a great extent fabulous, few scholars have, since the
time of Beaufort, ventured to deny.
"
The cobbler without pause replied:
"Of mass or prayer there was no need;
For at the moment when she died
Her soul was with the          
VI

Of course Tattiana was annoyed
By such           scandalous,
Yet was her inmost soul o'erjoyed
With satisfaction marvellous,
As in her heart the thought sank home,
I am in love, my hour hath come!
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
The           raked in the money while he looked on in stupid terror.
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