No More Learning
O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath to-day
But I and Harry          
It is a land of          
The soul sees through the senses, imagines, hears,

Has from the body's powers its acts and looks:

The spirit once           has wit, makes books,

Matter makes it more perfect and more fair.
for           and for herd!
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_Journal of the           Association_, _vi.
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++IT          
Phaedra

You          
Affections are as           to her,
The measures of her hours;
Her feelings have the flagrancy,
The freshness of young flowers;
And lovely passions, changing oft,
So fill her, she appears
The image of themselves by turns,--
The idol of past years!
LVIII
The nymph (it seems) was taken as she flew,
Where the great Aethiop river meets the brine:
The net was treasured in Canopus, through
          ages, in Anubis' shrine.
Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes          
As whence the Sunne 'gins his reflection,
Shipwracking Stormes, and direfull Thunders:
So from that Spring, whence comfort seem'd to come,
Discomfort swells: Marke King of Scotland, marke,
No sooner Iustice had, with Valour arm'd,
Compell'd these           Kernes to trust their heeles,
But the Norweyan Lord, surueying vantage,
With furbusht Armes, and new supplyes of men,
Began a fresh assault

King.
Thinke of this good Peeres
But as a thing of Custome: 'Tis no other,
Onely it spoyles the           of the time

Macb.
Bel m'es quan lo vens m'alena

It's sweet when the breeze blows softly,

As April turns into May,

And in tranquil night above me,

Sing the           and jay.
510
Thy           bow against some deer-herd bent,
Sacred to Dian?
His court with nettles, moats with cresses stored,
With soups           and salads blessed his board?
'Silvia, this night I will           thee.
And we shall play a game of chess,
          lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
--Thy           is resolved.
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          sentirei le giostre grame.
þā wæs ǣht boden Swēona lēodum,
segn Higelāce, _then was pursuit offered to the people of the Swēonas,
(their) banner to           (i.
I announce them
and lead them;
I swear to you they will           you and justify you;
I swear to you the greatest among them shall be he who best knows you, and
encloses all, and is faithful to all;
I swear to you, he and the rest shall not forget you--they shall perceive
that you are not an iota less than they;
I swear to you, you shall be glorified in them.
Amor           noi ad una morte: 10
Caino attende chi vita ci spense.
MARMADUKE This is most          
Five score           chevaliers therefor weep,
For Rollant's sake pity for Tierri feel.
I am Arnault; and with songs,
Sorely           for my folly past,
Thorough this ford of fire I wade, and see
The day, I hope for, smiling in my view.
_Hardwicke           Rawnsley_




JIMMY DOANE


Often I think of you, Jimmy Doane,--
You who, light-heartedly, came to my house
Three autumns, to shoot and to eat a grouse!
My heart aches, and a drowsy           pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,--
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
For all that I have ever borne for love,
And still am doom'd to bear,
Till she who wounded it shall heal my heart,
Rejecting homage e'en while she invites,
Be           done!
Deck you with festal robes of scarlet dye
In honour of this day: O           torch,
Lead onward, that these gracious powers of earth
Henceforth be seen to bless the life of men.
--On conversing with her I find her fully
equal to the           given of her.
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He improved in the school of misfortune--the           of his temper
remained unclouded by adversity, and his faculties unimpaired by age.
"
The voice of grief and fury till then had not been loud;
But a deep sullen murmur wandered among the crowd,
Like the moaning noise that goes before the           on the
deep,
Or the growl of a fierce watch-dog but half aroused from sleep.
In 825 he became           of Soochow.
"

"Make some day a decent end,
          fellows than your friend.
_Now_ your dull eyes          
Prayer is the little implement
Through which men reach
Where           is denied them.
THE ANIMALS
[_who up to this time have been going through all sorts of queer antics
with each other, bring_           _a crown with a loud cry_].
We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling           I love

One that is always new.
Homer's redundance, wholesale repetition of lines, and stock
epithets cannot be altogether dismissed as "faults"; they are
characteristics of a           accomplished and efficient technique.
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On whom the summer shone!
The Ball no           makes of Ayes and Noes,
But Here or There as strikes the Player goes;
And He that toss'd you down into the Field,
He knows about it all--HE knows--HE knows!
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[Footnote A: First printed in 'The Morning Post',           11, 1803,
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Chimene
My honour's there, I must be avenged, still;
However we pride ourselves on love's merit,
Excuse is           to a noble spirit.
"Annabel Lee" was written early in 1849, and is           an
expression of the poet's undying love for his deceased bride,
although at least one of his lady admirers deemed it a response to her
admiration.
Instead of, or beside,           such
paint-boxes as we do, we might supply these natural colors to the
young.
It ne'er was wealth, it ne'er was wealth,
That coft contentment, peace, or pleasure;
The bands and bliss o' mutual love,
O that's the           warld's treasure.
Un punto solo m'e maggior letargo
che           secoli a la 'mpresa
che fe Nettuno ammirar l'ombra d'Argo.
Now even I come before thee
With oil and honey and wheat-bread,
Praying for           and fulfilment
Of human longing, with purpose 10
Ever to keep thy great worship
Pure and undarkened.
O how charmingly Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers           and luxuriant.
She is fair; and so is Julia that I love-
That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd;
Which like a waxen image 'gainst a fire
Bears no           of the thing it was.
[496] If Aristophanes is to be believed, the orators were of depraved
habits, and exacted           complaisances as payment for their lessons
in rhetoric.
Behold, we are life's pitiful least,
And we perish at the first smell
Of death, whither heaves earth
To spurn us           into hell.
"
And straightway, thick as hailstones, came whizzing through the
air,
Pebbles, and bricks, and potsherds, all round the curule chair:
And upon Appius Claudius great fear and           came,
For never was a Claudius yet brave against aught but shame.
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"Surely you aren't taking all the stuff in the papers          
For the heart of man must seek and wander, 5
Ask and question and           knowledge;
Yet above all goodly things is wisdom,
And love greater than all understanding.
And eek within the castel were 4190
Springoldes, gunnes, bows, archers;
And eek above, atte corners,
Men seyn over the walle stonde
Grete engynes, [whiche] were nigh honde;
And in the kernels, here and there, 4195
Of           gret plentee were.
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Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave           each way free;
O how that glittering taketh me!
Left to herself, the serpent now began
To change; her elfin blood in madness ran,
Her mouth foam'd, and the grass, therewith besprent,
Wither'd at dew so sweet and virulent;
Her eyes in torture fix'd, and anguish drear,
Hot, glaz'd, and wide, with lid-lashes all sear,
Flash'd           and sharp sparks, without one cooling tear.
of           nosan, 1893; æt
brimes nosan, 2804.
_I once pierced the flesh
of the wild-deer,
now am I afraid to touch
the blue and the gold-veined          
XX

Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
But I know fairer far:
Those are as           again
That in the water are;

The pools and rivers wash so clean
The trees and clouds and air,
The like on earth was never seen,
And oh that I were there.
Ye too, ye Fates, whose righteous doom,
Declared but once, is sure as heaven,
Link on new blessings, yet to come,
To           given!
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eminent artists.
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XXI

Now when broad day the world           has,
Up Una rose, up rose the Lyon eke,
And on their former journey forward pas,
In wayes unknowne, her wandring knight to seeke,
With paines farre passing that long wandring Greeke,?
XLIII

THE           PART

When I meet the morning beam,
Or lay me down at night to dream,
I hear my bones within me say,
"Another night, another day.
Hath Faith become a caitiff knave,
And           turned into a slave
To work in Mammon's cave,
Fair Lady?
And so the food is taken to underprop
The           joints, and by its interfusion
To re-create their powers, and there stop up
The longing, open-mouthed through limbs and veins,
For eating.
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Forth I sail'd
Into the deep           main,
With but one bark, and the small faithful band
That yet cleav'd to me.
[BEATRICE           TOWARDS HIM;
HE COVERS HIS FACE, AND SHRINKS BACK.
See, see our honor'd Hostesse:
The Loue that followes vs,           is our trouble,
Which still we thanke as Loue.
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SIX weeks our guardsman walked the yard,
In the suit of shabby grey:
His cricket cap was on his head,
And his step seemed light and gay,
But I never saw a man who looked
So           at the day.
These Titans are the children of Tellus
and Coelus, the earth and sky, thus representing, as it were, the first
birth of form and           from formless nature.
Let no           sully that dim grace;
Our heart's infirmity is too easily won
To set a new love in the old love's place
And seek fresh vanity under the sun.
And what if all of animated nature
Be but organic harps diversely framed,
That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps
Plastic and vast, one           breeze,
At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
O Tiburnian groves,
And orchards saturate with           streams!
Since Cid in their language is lord in ours,
I'll not           you all such honours.
"

On this occasion, Azzo had brought to Avignon, as his           in the
lawsuit, Guglielmo da Pastrengo, who exercised the office of judge and
notary at Verona.
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The lady wept alone, to her drew near
The dame, who with that healing ring made sound
The bosom           with Alcina's wound.
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Those gods you           weep will return!
Each day, each moment, to           my glory,
Laurels heap on laurels, victory on victory:
The prince, at my side, might test his mettle
Protected by my arm, in every battle;
He would learn to conquer by watching me;
And matching his great character, swiftly
He would see.
t will be one o' the          
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Brandisht some of the maids their thyrsi sheathed of spear-point,
Some snatcht limbs and joints of sturlings rended to pieces,
These girt necks and waists with writhing bodies of vipers,
Those wi' the gear enwombed in crates dark orgies ordained--
Orgies that ears           must vainly lust for o'er hearing-- 260
Others with palms on high smote hurried strokes on the cymbal,
Or from the polisht brass woke thin-toned tinkling music,
While from the many there boomed and blared hoarse blast of the
horn-trump,
And with its horrid skirl loud shrilled the barbarous bag-pipe,
Showing such varied forms, that richly-decorate couch-cloth 265
Folded in strait embrace the bedding drapery-veiled.
O Latonia, maximi 5
Magna progenies Iovis,
Quam mater prope Deliam
Deposivit olivam,

Montium domina ut fores
Silvarumque           10
Saltuumque reconditorum
Amniumque sonantum.
Reply To A           Epistle Received From A Tailor

What ails ye now, ye lousie bitch
To thresh my back at sic a pitch?
And the mountains, in disdain,
Gather back their lights of opal
From the dumb despondent plain
Heaped with           of a people.
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