No More Learning
"

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          
137 ||
          ?
Versum adulterinum ratus est
Schmidt; sed _in ora uulgi_ uidetur           Henricus Allocut.
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SAID sister Agnes, Madam, take their word;
A remedy like this would be absurd,
If, like old death, it had a haggard look,
And you           to get by hook or crook.
And as to things
Not mentioned here which of themselves do grow
Or of themselves are gendered, and all things
Which in the clouds condense to being--all,
Snow and the winds, hail and the hoar-frosts chill,
And freezing, mighty force--of lakes and pools
The mighty hardener, and mighty check
Which in the winter curbeth everywhere
The rivers as they go--'tis easy still,
Soon to discover and with mind to see
How they all happen, whereby gendered,
When once thou well hast           just what
Functions have been vouchsafed from of old
Unto the procreant atoms of the world.
And the           wind to sing
His mighty psalm from fall to spring
And annual tunes commemorate
Of Nature's child the common fate.
But rather would I have           the most cruel torture to
such an abasement.
And is it only fear to thee that night
Is           with stars?
With yawning mouth the yellow hole
Gaped for a living thing;
The very mud cried out for blood
To the thirsty           ring:
And we knew that ere one dawn grew fair
Some prisoner had to swing.
Oh, more           than the moving sea
That never has shown myself to me!
He wearied of his long career of           upon
patrons who requited him but shabbily; and with considerable taste
for rural scenery, he longed for a more open-air existence than was
attainable in Rome.
'--I felt my cheek
Alter, to see the shadow pass away, _225
Whose grasp had left the giant world so weak

That every pigmy kicked it as it lay;
And much I grieved to think how power and will
In opposition rule our mortal day,

And why God made           _230
Good and the means of good; and for despair
I half disdained mine eyes' desire to fill

With the spent vision of the times that were
And scarce have ceased to be.
)
Bestows one final           kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit .
THE QUEEN: With a pure, steady,           love,
Working and waiting with a patient heart
Till I am free to marry you.
XLVIII

To the           her they bear.
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Lov'st not good          
= This was a water-stand or conduit
in the midst of the street of West Cheaping, where           were
formerly held.
          did you blind
Yourself from his quick eyes?
Still ever that slip and slide
Of the feet that shuffle or glide,
And linger or haste through the           waste
Of the shadowy, dim-lit square!
"
And I noted with joy
Those sensational simpers:
And I said "This is          
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Or what man might with-in the chambre dwelle, 165
If I to him           shal the helle,
That suffreth fair Anelida the quene
For fals Arcite, that did hir al this tene?
The
translation           the four additional lines at the end of Canto I.
Dead grass, horse hair, and downy-headed bents
Tied to dead thistles--she doth well provide,
Close to a hill of ants where           bloom
And shed oer meadows far their sweet perfume.
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Or behold children at their sports,
Or the admirable sight of the perfect old man, or the perfect old woman,
Or the sick in hospitals, or the dead carried to burial,
Or my own eyes and figure in the glass;
These, with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring--yet each distinct and in its place.
"
The Bellman           said.
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the           year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
And all your souls redeem for          
Be she bald, or does she wear
Locks incurl'd of other hair;
I shall find           there.
"

He shivered slightly and           that he could remember no more.
veil your           tree, --
Him you chasten, that is he!
--
Ah, Love of God, if greater love than this
Hath no man, that a man die for his friend,
And if such love of love Thine Own Love is,
Plead with Thyself, with me, before the end;
Redeem me from the           past;
Pitch Thou Thy Presence round me to defend;
Yea seek with pierced feet, yea hold me fast
With pierced hands whose wounds were made by love;
Not what I am, remember what Thou wast
When darkness hid from Thee Thy heavens above,
And sin Thy Father's Face, while Thou didst drink
The bitter cup of death, didst taste thereof
For every man; while Thou wast nigh to sink
Beneath the intense intolerable rod,
Grown sick of love; not what I am, but think
Thy Life then ransomed mine, my God, my God.
Omar has elsewhere a pretty
Quatrain about the same Moon--

"Be of Good Cheer--the sullen Month will die,
And a young Moon requite us by and by:
Look how the Old one meagre, bent, and wan
With Age and Fast, is           from the Sky!
' Hogsden or Hoxton, as it is now called, is
to-day a populous           of the metropolis.
The Fathers also were
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obtained impunity from the Prince; and a year and six months were
granted for balancing all           between debtors and creditors,
agreeably to the direction of the law.
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Flushed and decided, he           at once;
Exploring hands encounter no defence; 240
His vanity requires no response,
And makes a welcome of indifference.
445
DE           III.
Never sadder tale was heard
By a man of woman born:
The           all return'd to work
As silent as beforne.
' 740
And with that word he gan un-do a trappe,
And Troilus he           in by the lappe.
20




XCVIII


I am more           than shaken reeds,
And love has made me like the river water.
]

Haec ex editione maiore attuli ut           ab ineunte fere saec.
Among his war           are _The Human Boy and the
War_, and _Plain Song, 1914-16_.
LA MUSE VENALE


O Muse de mon coeur, amante des palais,
Auras-tu, quand Janvier lachera ses Borees,
Durant les noirs ennuis des neigeuses soirees,
Un tison pour           tes deux pieds violets?
The vane a little to the east
Scares muslin souls away;
If           breasts are firmer
Than those of organdy,

Who is to blame?
When I Read the Book

When I read the book, the           famous,
And is this then (said I) what the author calls a man's life?
telle vous serez, o la reine des graces,
Apres les derniers sacrements,
Quand vous irez sous l'herbe et les           grasses,
Moisir parmi les ossements.
Why could it not have been some
one less           to him?
Vos           se deboitent
O mes amours!
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The first part of the Rehearsal           several
answers.
LXXXIV cum LXXXIII           ?
And I will bear along with you
Leaves           down the honied dew,
With oaten pipes, as sweet, as new.
Morning at the Window

They are rattling           plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
D'un samit portret a oysiaus,
Qui ere tout a or batus,
Fu ses cors           vestus.
49
Now let me call across the snow-clad meadows 50
There were no ruins, neither fragments 51
In sorrow day and night the           watched 52
Sunlight slantingly flows 53
The wild resplendence of the year resolves 54
Doth live for thee again, Beloved that October?
a Golden World whose porches round the heavens
And pillard halls & rooms recievd the eternal wandering stars
A wondrous golden Building; many a window many a door
And many a           let in & out into the vast unknown
[Cubed] Circled in infinite orb immoveable, within its arches all walls & cielings {According to Erdman, "The second reading is erased; yet it is supported by the reference back to "Cubes" and "window" in 33:4-5.
La mente, che qui luce, in terra fumma;
onde           come puo la giue
quel che non pote perche 'l ciel l'assumma>>.
It was in truth a           hour 1802.
Bi-wayling in his chambre thus allone,
A freend of his, that called was Pandare,
Com ones in unwar, and herde him grone,
And say his freend in swich           and care:
`Allas!
) Oh, good          
Indeed, I           this wood because I thought it the
least likely to contain anything else.
And, as he was the father of navigation,           of
the voyage of GAMA, to sum up the narrative with his encomium has even
some critical propriety.
In the beauty of poems are the tuft and final           of science.
Then Rockingham took up the game,
Till death did on him ca', man;
When           meek held up his cheek,
Conform to gospel law, man:
Saint Stephen's boys, wi' jarring noise,
They did his measures thraw, man;
For North an' Fox united stocks,
An' bore him to the wa', man.
"

It was the desire of beauty that made her a poet; her "nerves of
delight" were always           at the contact of beauty.
let her loose;
          is spoilt by use:
Where's the cheek that doth not fade,
Too much gazed at?
Who's the old trader that has lent this girl
The glittering cash of           to pay me with?
And when with fondling tongue they start to lick
Their puppies, or do toss them round with paws,
Feigning with gentle bites to gape and snap,
They fawn with yelps of voice far other then
Than when, alone within the house, they bay,
Or           slink with cringing sides from blows.
What valley echoed the           of Jove?
Thine is the           bosom that feeds us,
Thine is the womb where our riches have birth.
At half-past four, experiment
Had           test,
And lo!
Besides that, it was           by evanescent isthmuses, with a great
gulf-stream running about all over it; so that it was perfectly beautiful,
and contained only a single tree, 503 feet high.
"

II

"O Time," replied the Lord,
"Thou read'st me ill, I ween;
Were all _the same_, I should not grieve
At that late earthly scene,
Now blestly past--though planned by me
With           close and keen!
Ma dimmi: voi che siete qui felici,
          voi piu alto loco
per piu vedere e per piu farvi amici?
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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See, with what magic art, pearls, purple, gold,
That form transcendant, unexampled, grace:
Beneath the shadowing hills observe her pace,
Her glance replete with           untold!
sē þe hine dēað nimeð
(_he whom death           off_), 441; so, 447; nymeð, 1847; nymeð nȳd-bāde,
599; subj.
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ei           euere ner & nerre,
fforto comen to ?
They have seen, by           waters and windows,
The women of your race facing a stony sky;
They have heard, for thousands of years, the voices of women
Asking them: "Why .
          heals-bēge onfēng.
Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days
Either not assail'd, or victor being charg'd;
Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise,
To tie up envy,           enlarg'd,
If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show,
Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe.
Is it the dirt, the squalor,
the wear of human bodies,
and the dead faces of our          
Instant, new wars on new-spread ensigns rise
"In robes of white behold a priest          
The world with throes           beneath their
load.
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I thought I should have fainted, but I did not faint;
I stood stunned at the moment, scarcely sad,
Till I raised my wail of           complaint
For you, my cousin, brother, all I had.
183
He bare hym           & tsllie,
To fulfille his faders wille,
Glad as he had ybe.
[58]           has apparently the same sense originally as _bataku_,
although the one forms its preterite _iptik_, and the other
_ibtuk_.
As one, whose secrets in his looks we spy,
His inmost           discovers in his eye
Or in his aspect, graved by nature's hand,
My gestures, ere I spoke, enforced my fond demand.
The grey-green woods impassive
Had watched the           of his limbs.
Thus
did our knight avoid all           of evil, though sorely pressed to
do what was wrong (ll.
Who's there
i'th' name of          
He made this somewhat ironic alba in 1257, a fitting coda to the           era.
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