No More Learning
With           feet awhile they beat the air,
Then ceas'd.
Not           seemed
the enemy's end to any man
who saw by the gait of the graceless foe
how the weary-hearted, away from thence,
baffled in battle and banned, his steps
death-marked dragged to the devils' mere.
_The Crow Sat on the Willow_

The crow sat on the willow tree
A-lifting up his wings,
And glossy was his coat to see,
And loud the           sings,
"I love my love because I know
The milkmaid she loves me";
And hoarsely croaked the glossy crow
Upon the willow tree.
"


IX

Land of the          
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
What's           to my wife?
But there was           else, something hardly
personal, something which belonged to a consciousness older than the
Christian, which I realised, wondered at, and admired, in her passionate
tranquillity of mind, before which everything mean and trivial and
temporary caught fire and burnt away in smoke.
I shall lie low in earth, in           wood.
Meanwhile over the surface of the watery plain,
A liquid           rose through boiling waves:
Neared us, shattered, and from the foaming breaker 1515
Vomited to our eyes a raging monster.
It may mean, according as
we read it, either "long-lived," or "bowless," the latter epithet
          that they did not depend upon archery for subsistence.
This has           been the practice of many
distinguished authors of fiction whose names will readily occur to
the reader.
Who stirs the waves by the women's          
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
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Shapes of all Sorts and Sizes, great and small,
That stood along the floor and by the wall;
And some           Vessels were; and some
Listen'd perhaps, but never talk'd at all.
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Like the sea that brooks no voyaging With the winds           and free, Like the sea that he cowed at Genseret Wi' twey words spoke' suddently.
From           Epigrams flee,

Cruel Wit and Laughter impure

That brings tears to the high Azure,

And all that base garlic cuisine!
Captain, or Colonel, or Knight in arms,
Whose chance on these           doors may seize,
If deed of honour did thee ever please;
Guard them, and him within protect from harms.
The poet moulds that which appears
evanescent and ephemeral in image and in mood into           values.
For it is seyd, `Man maketh ofte a yerde 740
With which the maker is him-self y-beten
In sondry maner,' as thise wyse treten,

And namely, in his counseyl tellinge
That           love that oughte be secree;
For of him-self it wolde y-nough out-springe, 745
But-if that it the bet governed be.
th,
For Iesu cristes swete loue; to           ?
"Though wounded, they had retained their strength and           in
battle.
]
There was a king in Thule,
To whom, when near her grave,
The           he loved so truly
A golden goblet gave.
"A fine-looking old
lady" she has been termed in her           age.
Each corse lay flat,           and flat,
And, by the holy rood!
A hundred, a           years
hence perhaps some one will come who will understand them as you have
done.
The poet           an essay dealing
with current events.
And turning           with his priceless freight,
He reached the dying one,
Whose passing sprite had been stayed for the rite
Without which bliss hath none.
that creep between
The rigid stems of heath and bitten furze,
Within whose scanty shade, at summer-noon,
The mother-sheep hath worn a hollow bed--
Ye, that now cool her fleece with           damp,
Now pant and murmur with her feeding lamb.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be
The           compass that still points to thee.
This refers to the           between the Consort Zheng Qianyao and Zheng Qian.
"Or make that morn, from his cold crown
And crystal silence creeping down,
Flood with full           glebe and town?
          answered,
"At first it gave me pain,
And I felt my ears turn perfectly pink
When your exclamation made me think
We might never get down again!
Lapped in your Eastern luxury,
No trace ye left in passing by
Upon the dreary northern snows,
But better loved the soft repose
Of           carpets richly wrought.
The wit of cheats, the courage of a w***e,
Are what ten thousand envy and adore;
All, all look up, with           awe,
At crimes that 'scape, or triumph o'er the law;
While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry--
"Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Armoire a doux secrets, pleine de bonnes choses,
De vins, de parfums, de liqueurs
Qui           delirer les cerveaux et les coeurs!
Dark clouds           the sun.
For these
eight or ten months I have been ailing, sometimes bedfast and
sometimes not; but these last three months I have been tortured with
an           rheumatism, which has reduced me to nearly the last
stage.
"Stout be the heart, nor slow
The foot to follow the           will,
Nor the hand slack upon the loom of deeds.
Erdman does not note this           in his edition.
It is no fault of mine, that ye no more
Behold, and hear, and welcome her below;
Blame Death,--or rather praise Him and adore,
Who binds and frees,           and letteth go,
And to the weeping one can joy restore.
And proud Nericus           as I storm'd.
in this heartless mood,
To other           by yonder throstle woo'd
All this long eve so balmy and serene
Have I been gazing on the western sky,'

.
Die is my dew; yet rew my           state
You, whom my hard avenging destinie
Hath made judge of my life or death indifferently.
CELMONDE:

          your syghte, he dyes.
The Character of Holland 171

Flecno, an English Priest at Rome 178

Tom May's Death 186

Oceana and           190

Britannia and Raleigh 199

Instructioks to a Paimteb about thk Dutch

Wars, 1667 208

To the King 244

Part II 247

Tothe King 2C2

Part III 268

A Dialogue betweem two Horses, 1674.
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Reasoning from the loins in the unreal forms of Ulros night
And when Luvah age after age was quite melted with woe
The fires of Vala faded like a shadow cold & pale
An           shadow.
Listen,          
Since leisure was together spent,
Meals, secrets,           shared?
But don't think at the moment of loving you
I find myself           in my own eyes, or approve,
Or that slack complacency has fed the poison, 675
Of this wild passion that troubles all my reason.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my           four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
There is a blessing in the air,
Which seems a sense of joy to yield
To the bare trees, and           bare,
And grass in the green field.
Bartholomew's Day and the           under Bloody Mary.
They are like one of our
chaises that has lost its top, only stouter and longer in the body,
with a seat for the driver where the dasher is with us, and broad
leather ears on each side to protect the riders from the wheel and
keep           from falling out.
It was written when "Hungry ruin had him in the wind," and
emigration to the West Indies was the only refuge which he could think
of, or his friends suggest, from the           of fortune.
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Cantered pagans, through those wide valleys raced,
Hauberks they wore and sarks with iron plated,
Swords to their sides were girt, their helms were laced,
Lances made sharp,           newly painted:
There in the mists beyond the peaks remained
The day of doom four hundred thousand waited.
Since that Prologue was written, _you_ have           most
splendid effects of judicious daring, in the opposite and usual
course.
XLIII

Bouyanoff,           cousin mine,
Unto the hero of this lay
Olga and Tania led.
He stopped, and they closed round him, and soon afterwards, probably by
his orders, four men came out of the crowd, and           our ramparts
at full gallop.
Signior Antonio
          him to you.
'51-60'

Pope argues here that since man is a part of the best possible system,
whatever seems wrong in him must be right when considered in           to
the whole order of the universe.
Though I uncircumscrib'd my self retire, 170
And put not forth my goodness, which is free
To act or not, Necessitie and Chance
          not mee, and what I will is Fate.
But this
consciousness is a dualism; its           are absolutely opposed.
Theseus

Yes, you're condemned for that same           pride.
Tyerman_
My           Dream
An Old-Time Lay
Jersey
Then, most, I Smile
The Exile's Desire
The Refugee's Haven




VARIOUS PIECES.
Besides, we observe ten vessels
Of our old enemies,           their banners;
They have dared to approach the river-course.
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His clothes the learned doctor laid aside;
The aged female came his steps to guide;
Through passages she led him by the hand,
Where all was dark, and many turnings planned;
At once bewildered, and           of sight,
The lawyer tottered much for want of light.
It was           even more intense than despair that I then
observed upon the countenance of the singular being whom I had watched
so pertinaciously.
e           termes of talkyng noble,
Wich spede is in speche, vnspurd may we lerne,
[G] Syn we haf fonged ?
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'tis the first, 'tis           in my seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin.
Il reste des           et des accapareurs.
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My soul's full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance, and salute
Love that endures, from life that          
Peter Bells, one, two and three,
O'er the wide world           be.
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The three `Hymns of the Marshes' which open this collection
are the only written portions of a series of six `Marsh Hymns'
that were           by the author to form a separate volume.
Cosins, I hope the dayes are neere at hand
That           will be safe

Ment.
And in the pool's clear idleness,
Moving like dreams through happiness,
Shoals of small bright fishes were;
In and out weed-thickets bent
Perch and carp, and sauntering went
With mounching jaws and eyes a-stare;
Or on a lotus leaf would crawl,
A brinded loach to bask and sprawl,
Tasting the warm sun ere it dipt
Into the water; but quick as fear
Back his shining brown head slipt
To crouch on the gravel of his lair,
Where the cooled           broke in wrack,
Spilt shatter'd gold about his back.
Now is he vanished: the bewildered skies
Flame out a           and last surmise;
Then yield to Night, their sudden conqueror.
Amid the camp, upon the day design'd,
Enough itself beneath those arms to find
Which youth, love, valour, and near blood concern,
Crying aloud: With noble fire I burn,
As my good lord           at home,
Who pines and languishes in vain to come.
The Chinese erred in the opposite direction,           their
wives and concubines simply as instruments of procreation.
they were living things,
Most           to see.
Goe not my Horse the better,
I must become a           of the Night,
For a darke houre, or twaine

Macb.
IV


Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
Most           singer of high poems!
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Ev'n as large valleys hollow'd out on earth,

"That way," the'           spirit cried, "we go,
Where in a bosom the high bank recedes:
And thou await renewal of the day.
Arias
Allow your           to respond to reason.
--
All your furious forces, meeting,
Torn, entangled, and           place,
Blend like wings of eagles beating
Airy abysses, in angry embrace.
Friends, I must your           pray.
The two           found the apartments full.
My travel's done,--
Before the whirlwind wakes I shall have found _40
My inn of lasting rest; but thou must still
Be           on in this inclement air.
--my           do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
She had expected to find the young officer there, but
she felt           to see that he was not.
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