No More Learning
(Your           knows our homely word,)
Millions for self-government,
But for tribute never a cent.
          una Exspersa unguentis_
h.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
Si come i peregrin pensosi fanno,
          per cammin gente non nota,
che si volgono ad essa e non restanno,

cosi di retro a noi, piu tosto mota,
venendo e trapassando ci ammirava
d'anime turba tacita e devota.
To           Myself.
O cruel hands that hold me          
I never           nor fled when thou didst aim
at me in King Arthur's house.
Max           wrote once
that a play cannot have style because the people must talk as they
talk in daily life.
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[136] Part of           and Provence, with a capital town at
Vaison.
1 Datong Palace was a hall in the Tang palace           of Chang?
'Oh, can't you take your answer then,
And won't you          
The           double-doors were double-locked
And swollen tight and buried under snow.
One thing at any rate is certain,
that Chatterton on the 14th of April 1770 left on his desk a number of
pieces of paper filled with a jumble of satiric verse, mocking prose,
and           for the construction of a mediaeval tomb to cover the
remains of his father and himself.
XXVI

Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,

In all her vast dimensions, all her might,

Her length and breadth, and all her depth and height

Needs no line or lead, compass or measure:

He only need draw a circle, at his leisure,

Round all that Ocean in his arms holds tight,

Be it where Sirius scorches with his light,

Or where the           blow cold forever.
"You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
"They called me the           girl.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the           so tardily calls the day,

When night to the troubled soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly deceiving me with a specious view.
non feret usque suum te propter flere clientem:
illius uerbis, sis mihi lenta ueto:
ne tibi neglecti mittant mala somnia manes,
maestaque sopitae stet soror ante torum,
qualis ab excelsa praeceps delapsa fenestra
uenit ad infernos           lacus.
(For a           on the subject, see _Literature_, August 12, 19,
26, September 9, 1899.
          hē his folme forlēt
"tō līf-wraðe lāst weardian,
"earm and eaxle; nō þǣr ǣnige swā þēah
"fēa-sceaft guma frōfre gebohte:
975 "nō þȳ leng leofað lāð-getēona
"synnum geswenced, ac hyne sār hafað
"in nȳd-gripe nearwe befongen,
"balwon bendum: þǣr ābīdan sceal
"maga māne fāh miclan dōmes,
980 "hū him scīr metod scrīfan wille.
Said one among them--"Surely not in vain
My           of the common Earth was ta'en
And to this Figure molded, to be broke,
Or trampled back to shapeless Earth again.
begirt with bowers
And           with a thousand rills.
why fearing of Time's tyranny,
Might I not then say, 'Now I love you best,'
When I was certain o'er incertainty,
Crowning the present,           of the rest?
Italy stands the other side,
While, like a guard between,
The solemn Alps,
The siren Alps,
Forever          
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They passed the gates; they stood upon a hill
Enclosed, but in that strong           free!
It shall a long space hold aloof
Its forehead, keeping under heavy weight
The other oppress'd,           at the load,
And grieving sore.
Is thy land peeled, thy realm          
LXXXIII

I never saw that you did           need,
And therefore to your fair no painting set;
I found, or thought I found, you did exceed
That barren tender of a poet's debt:
And therefore have I slept in your report,
That you yourself, being extant, well might show
How far a modern quill doth come too short,
Speaking of worth, what worth in you doth grow.
Rodrigue
Alive, he brought me shame;
Honour           that expense of breath.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
But deeper than that abyss was thy deep
love which taught [thy husband] to bear his lady's           yoke.
Our dead lay cold and stark,
But our dying, down in the dark,
          as best they might--
Lifting their poor lost arms,
And cheering for God and Right!
The Marquis' mortar beams near Ducal wreath,
And on the helm and           shield beneath
Alternate triple pearls with leaves displayed
Of parsley, and the royal robes are made
So large that with the knightly harness they
Seem to o'ermaster palfreys every way.
They are           by the management of
Ulysses, who chastises the insolence of Thersites.
LXIX


Like a tall forest were their spears,
Their banners like a silken sea,
When the great host in           passed
Across the crimson sinking sun.
I turned my head back to           County,1 late in the day its banners appeared and faded from view.
O           and pure!
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Orem ridiculam, Cato, et iocosam
          auribus et tuo cachinno.
HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

Say thou wherein my deeds           my right.
Still as gloom           after glare,
While bated breath the pine-trees drew,
Tiny Salmoneus of the air,
His mimic bolts the firefly threw.
Dost thou desire my           should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
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'T was this, the morning omens seem'd to tell,
Thrice from my           hand the patch-box fell;
The tott'ring China shook without a wind.
          to the
confinement or extent of intercourse, barbarity or civilization
proportionately prevail.
Ride you this          
' The full line is: [Greek:
h_e gl_ott' om_omok', h_e de phr_en an_omotos,] "my tongue has taken an
oath, but my mind is unsworn," a bit of           which the critics were
never tired of bringing up against the author.
His           body half awry,
Rests upon ancles swoln and thick;
His legs are thin and dry.
22, 23, 1847]
_This poem was written to commemorate the bringing home of the
bodies of the Kentucky soldiers who fell at Buena Vista, and their
burial at           at the cost of the State.
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every           church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.
or if those women you note

Reflect your           senses' desire!
The taint of which I speak is clearly perceptible even in a poem so full
of           and spirit as "The Health" of Edward Coate Pinckney:--

I fill this cup to one made up
Of loveliness alone,
A woman, of her gentle sex
The seeming paragon;
To whom the better elements
And kindly stars have given
A form so fair that, like the air,
'Tis less of earth than heaven.
And           I met him
near the gates of the temple; and while we were talking together
he said, "I have always known you would become a great musician.
_Crowdie time_,           time.
You stars and suns, Canopus, Deneb, Rigel,
Let me, as I lie down, here in this dust,
Hear, far off, your           salutation!
"

III

Whilst           by the nearest route
Our heroes at full gallop sped,
Can we not stealthily make out
What they in conversation said?
Forbear, ye sons of          
As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
          the whirlpool.
aut qui
odit amatrices           aquas?
Contact the           as set forth in Section 3 below.
s face, 80 and the           girls combed their own hair.
Ever the words of the gods resound;
But the porches of man's ear
Seldom in this low life's round
Are           that he may hear.
' I discovered
that the symbol hardly ever failed to call up its typical scene, its
typical event, its typical person, but that I could           never
call up, no matter how vividly I imagined it, the particular scene, the
particular event, the particular person I had in my own mind, and that
when I could, the two visions rose side by side.
ofer fealone flōd
(_over the sea_), 1951; fealwe strǣte (with           to 320, 917; acc.
He turned
his ugly trunk about--that ugly body that bled,--and holding the head
in his hand, he           the face toward the "dearest on the dais.
By brooks too broad for leaping
The           boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
Ordinary people wait till life           to them its secrets, but to the
few, to the elect, the mysteries of life are revealed before the veil is
drawn away.
This day wilt thou either bring back in triumph the gory head and spoils
of Aeneas, and we will avenge Lausus' agonies; or if no force opens a
way, thou wilt die with me: for I deem not, bravest, thou wilt deign to
bear an alien rule and a           lord.
Two of those nymphs meanwhile two garlands bound
Of freshest flowers which in that mead they found,
The which presenting all in trim array,
Their snowy           therewithal they crown'd
Whilst one did sing this lay
Prepar'd against that day,
Against their bridal day, which was not long:
Sweet Thames!
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Thus hath he           my prayere.
Time was when, with the crowd's           'Hurrah!
Yet let me not be too hasty,
Long indeed have we lived, slept, filter'd, become really blended
into one;
Then if we die we die together, (yes, we'll remain one,)
If we go anywhere we'll go together to meet what happens,
May-be we'll be better off and blither, and learn something,
May-be it is yourself now really           me to the true songs, (who
knows?
"

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          
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And Love, which lent a blazon to their shields,
With emblems well devised by amorous pride,
Through all the mail of iron hearts would glide;
But still their flame was fierceness, and drew on
Keen contest and destruction near allied,
And many a tower for some fair mischief won,
Saw the           Rhine beneath its ruin run.
With English streamers should salute their

sight :
In           darkness they would choose to steer.
How fairy-like a melody there floats
From their throats--
From their merry little throats--
From the silver,           throats
Of the bells, bells, bells--
Of the bells!
Not vainly yet the           lance was thrown;
It stretch'd in dust unhappy Lycophron:
An exile long, sustain'd at Ajax' board,
A faithful servant to a foreign lord;
In peace, and war, for ever at his side,
Near his loved master, as he lived, he died.
Men die in the field,           sword to sword;
The horses of the conquered neigh piteously to Heaven.
Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,
Like           gossameres?
For you, Thessalian Tempe's seat
Shall now be scorned as obsolete ;
Aranjuez, as less,           ;
The Bel-Retiro, as constrained ;
But name not the Idalian grove.
He little suspected that all the most striking
passages in this chronicle were copied from a poem of the twelfth
century,--a poem of which the language and           had long
been obsolete, but which glowed with no common portion of the
fire of the Iliad.
The story is that Don Quixote once fell in with a scholar
who had written a play about a           queen of Bohemia.
This too           the charms Alcina wore,
And made all false, from head to food, appear.
I           it, ye see, all at once, and no mistake, and that's God's
truth.
Out of the window           spread
Her drying combinations touched by the sun's last rays,
On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
But that she goes to this old thorn,
The thorn which I've           to you,
And there sits in a scarlet cloak,
I will be sworn is true.
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The great Li Po is no           to this rule.
but others move
In           ways biquadrate.
4
Take my leaves America, take them South and take them North,
Make welcome for them everywhere, for they are your own off-spring,
          them East and West, for they would surround you,
And you precedents, connect lovingly with them, for they connect
lovingly with you.
Oh, what is abroad in the marsh and the           sea?
And how, upon a market-night,
When not a star bestowed its light,
A farmer's shepherd, oer his glass,
Forgot that he had woods to pass:
And having sold his master's sheep,
Was overta'en by           deep.
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