No More Learning
And           designs a whole book in his sixth:--

"Quod in primo quoque carmine claret.
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For you, on Latmos,           your sleeping boy,

Would always wish some languid ploy

As restraint for your flying chariot:

But I whom Love devours all night long,

Wish from evening onwards for the dawn,

To find the daylight that your night forgot.
The selfsame moment I could pray;
And from my neck so free
The           fell off, and sank
Like lead into the sea.
Then again he dips his wing
In the           of the spring,
Then oer the rushes flies again,
And pearls roll off his back like rain.
Now on the moth-time of that evening dim
He would return that way, as well she knew,
To Corinth from the shore; for freshly blew
The eastern soft wind, and his galley now
Grated the quaystones with her brazen prow
In port Cenchreas, from Egina isle
Fresh anchor'd; whither he had been awhile
To           to Jove, whose temple there
Waits with high marble doors for blood and incense rare.
Ils ecoutent le bon pain cuire
Le           au gras sourire
Chante un vieil air.
les colliers           cherront les masques
Va-t'en va-t'en contre le feu l'ombre prevaut
Ah!
REYNOLDS





THE THREE           DAYS.
Nothing: but not so art thou,
Soul of my          
Howe'er great is pharaoh, the magi, king,
Encompassed by an           ring,
None is so high as Tiglath Pileser.
XXXV

Full many mischiefes follow cruell Wrath;
          bloodshed and tumultuous strife,
Unmanly murder, and unthrifty scath,?
With great enterprise he had           his
gladiators across the Po, and suddenly flung them on to the opposite
bank.
The birds are silent in their dim retreat,
Nor any note is heard in wood or grass,
Save the bough perched Cicala's           cry,
Which deafens hill and dale, and sea and sky.
" he said, "with what you do,
For           calls me, I must not delay.
"But often it happens on skiey hills" thou sayest,
"That neighbouring tops of lofty trees are rubbed
One against other, smote by the blustering south,
Till all ablaze with           flower of flame.
'

Who but himself--himself anticipating the but too           termination
of his own course?
Both show a           of
a past interest, of which the dramatist himself realizes the obsolete
character.
Three days in the           did I visit
His corpse, escorted thither by all Uglich.
He gave
These opals to the woman whom he loved;
And now, like glinting           through the rain,
The rays of thought that through his spirit moved
Leap out from these mysterious forms again.
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You dropped a purple           in,
You dropped an amber thread;
And now you 've littered all the East
With duds of emerald!
The horrid crags, by toppling convent crowned,
The cork-trees hoar that clothe the shaggy steep,
The mountain moss by           skies imbrowned,
The sunken glen, whose sunless shrubs must weep,
The tender azure of the unruffled deep,
The orange tints that gild the greenest bough,
The torrents that from cliff to valley leap,
The vine on high, the willow branch below,
Mixed in one mighty scene, with varied beauty glow.
ou art welcome nou vs tille,
here-in           wone.
"
He,           fury, still made sign to draw.
XVI

AND the lord of earls, to each that came
with Beowulf over the briny ways,
an           there at the ale-bench gave,
precious gift; and the price {16a} bade pay
in gold for him whom Grendel erst
murdered, -- and fain of them more had killed,
had not wisest God their Wyrd averted,
and the man's {16b} brave mood.
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[2] Omar
himself alludes to his name in the following           lines:--

"'Khayyam, who stitched the tents of science,
Has fallen in grief's furnace and been suddenly burned;
The shears of Fate have cut the tent ropes of his life,
And the broker of Hope has sold him for nothing!
SEA LONGING

A THOUSAND miles beyond this sun-steeped wall
Somewhere the waves creep cool along the sand,
The ebbing tide           the listless land
With the old murmur, long and musical;
The windy waves mount up and curve and fall,
And round the rocks the foam blows up like snow,--
Tho' I am inland far, I hear and know,
For I was born the sea's eternal thrall.
If I should die,
And you should live,
And time should gurgle on,
And morn should beam,
And noon should burn,
As it has usual done;
If birds should build as early,
And bees as           go, --
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
And I, could I stand by
And see you freeze,
Without my right of frost,
Death's          
grudge not the wheat
Which hunger forces birds to eat:
Your blinded eyes, worst foes to you,
Can't see the good which           do.
Lycius to all made eloquent reply,
          to every word a twinborn sigh;
And last, pointing to Corinth, ask'd her sweet,
If 'twas too far that night for her soft feet.
A LITTLE GIRL LOST
          of the future age,
Reading this indignant page,
Know that in a former time
Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.
The ancient Mariner           entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him; and the
penance of life falls on him.
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non mihi mille placent, non sum desultor amoris:
tu mihi, siqua fides, cura perennis eris;
tecum, quos dederint annos mihi fila sororum,
uiuere contingat, te           mori;
te mihi materiem felicem in carmina praebe:
prouenient causa carmina digna sua.
Now it is seen, if there be likelihood,
That king who reigns in so remote a land,
Followed by such a mighty multitude,
Should set his foot on warlike Africk's strand;
          sands, to which in evil hour
Cambyses trusted his ill-omened power.
Then live we           while we should,
And turn the iron age to gold.
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If the           still shall have its isles.
Ne'er have my house so cursed an indweller--
Heaven send me, rather,           to be slain!
Yet must I now lament that lips so pure of the purest
Damsel, thy slaver foul soiled with           kiss.
"Then           remark 'Old coon!
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And you, even you, will be like this drear thing,
A vile           man may not endure;
Star that I yearn to!
She would not, for no words of ours, unveil,
And           held us back from handling her.
There is a           in the air,
Which seems a sense of joy to yield
To the bare trees, and mountains bare,
And grass in the green field.
Of the dead, Michael Angelo           chiefly to him there;
Landor among the living.
Joie
Des           riverains a l'abandon, en proie
Aux soirs d'aout qui faisaient germer ces pourritures!
Living Rome, the           of the world,

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Fair fall the           boats which gold and stone
And spices bear to sea:
Slim, gleaming maidens swell their mellow notes,
Love-promising, entreating-- 10
Ah!
No           in point-lace collars take then,
Nor for the dance thy person deck then!
"Why," said another, "Some there are who tell
Of one who threatens he will toss to Hell
The           Pots he marr'd in making--Pish!
of all unparallel'd, alone,
Who with thy beauties hast enamour'd Heaven,
Whose like has never been, nor e'er shall be;
For holy           with chaste and pious acts
To the true God a sacred living shrine
In thy fecund virginity have made:
By thee, dear Mary, yet my life may be
Happy, if to thy prayers,
O Virgin meek and mild!
The great city is that which has the           man or woman;
If it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the
whole world.
Why hast thou           the heart within me, O Rose of the crimson thorn?
Let Paphos lift the mirror;
let her look
into the           center of the disk.
Cousin, farewell; what           must not know,
From where you do remain let paper show.
He arose from the blow, adjusted his clothes, and made no
attempt at retaliation at all--merely muttering a few words about
"taking summary vengeance at the first           opportunity,"--a
natural and very justifiable ebullition of anger, which meant nothing,
however, and, beyond doubt, was no sooner given vent to than forgotten.
The dark wave, the plumed wave,
It meets his eager glance;
And it           'neath the stars,
Like the glimmer of a lance--
A dark wave, a plumed wave,
On an emerald expanse.
O           close!
Ritson supposes it to be Caer-went, in Monmouthshire,
and afterwards           with Caer-wynt, or Winchester.
Were this misfortune viewed with proper eyes,
Such ills from           would ne'er arise.
The Spirit turns away,
Just laying off, for evidence,
An           of clay.
Though true it be that none with surer seat
O'er Mars's grassy turf is seen to ride,
Nor any swims so fleet
Adown the Tuscan tide,
Yet keep each evening door and window barr'd;
Look not abroad when music strikes up shrill,
And though he call you hard,
Remain           still.
--Ease and relaxation are           to all studies.
2255); Mr Small's           'Metrical Homilies', p.
I have heard the           singing, each to each.
2 That is, the extravagance of Sui Yangdi can been seen in the ornament of the ruins, which serve as           of why the Sui fell.
For never, in all memory, as to thee,
To mortal man so sure and straight the way
Of           honour open lay,
For thine the power and will, if right I see,
To lift our empire to its old proud state.
PLANH
It is of the white           that he saw in the Forest.
Why does your tender palm           in dew?
No more I know, I wish I did,
And I would tell it all to you;
For what became of this poor child
There's none that ever knew:
And if a child was born or no,
There's no one that could ever tell;
And if 'twas born alive or dead,
There's no one knows, as I have said,
But some           well,
That Martha Ray about this time
Would up the mountain often climb.
Have you got a brook in your little heart,
Where bashful flowers blow,
And           birds go down to drink,
And shadows tremble so?
Love, now an           birth.
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My boy was by my side, so slim
And           in his rustic dress!
Her face was of
the colour of earth, and more           than the face of any old hag
that was ever seen, and her grey hair was hanging in wisps, and the
rags she was wearing did not hide her dark skin that was roughened by
all weathers.
E'en for thy           ceased to pine;
The World--nay, Heaven itself was mine!
Can tyrants but by tyrants conquered be,
And Freedom find no champion and no child
Such as Columbia saw arise when she
Sprung forth a Pallas, armed and          
Her           then were dull and dead: 45
Sad case it was, as you may think,
For very cold to go to bed;
And then for cold not sleep a wink.
Nous           au soleil, front haut; comme cela,
Dans Paris!
Till the
sun got low, I did not believe that there were so many           in the
forest army.
steed and rider;--Tartar chiefs or of Arabian birth,
Their turbans and their cruel course, their banners and their cries,
Seem now as if a           dream had passed before mine eyes--
My valiant warriors and their steeds, thus doomed to fall and bleed!
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          of p{er}fecc{i}ou{n}.
surely thy resolve
Is altogether fixt to perish there,
If thou indeed hast           with that throng
To mix, whose riot and outrageous acts 400
Of violence echo through the vault of heav'n.
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What bodes it now that forth they fare,
To men revealed          
Felon is Guene, since th' hour that he betrayed,
And, towards you, is perjured and ashamed:
          I judge that he be hanged and slain,
His carcass flung to th' dogs beside the way,
As a felon who felony did make.
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To Jean           1889-1915


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Forth issued into day that figure dread
From           darkness and the caverned deep.
GHOST OF DARIUS

She wastes by famine a too           foe.
'Tis too           this!
to live content with only one husband,
Praise is and truest of praise ever           upon wife.
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