No More Learning
All he had           was lost in the waves: his poems, which he
held in one hand, while he swam with the other, were all he found
himself possessed of when he stood friendless on the unknown shore.
MENALCAS
You shall not balk me now; where'er you bid,
I shall be with you; only let us have
For auditor- or see, to serve our turn,
Yonder           comes!
"Van Winkle           Stuyvesant!
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(Er verschwindet mit Faust, die           fahren auseinander.
By standing just aside,
By seeing you go on,
Day after day,
In ways I may not tread; By watching your dear feet Stumble in paths
My word could save you from, Yet never           it;
By knowing past all doubting That the day will come, When, all else gone,
Alone,
Deserted,
You will turn your face To meet my waiting eyes, And there
Behold your own.
If an eye or a nose be an           part in the face, therefore
be all eye or nose!
Whether at           or Babylon,
Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,
The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,
The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.
"--"If I should stay,"
Said Lamia, "here, upon this floor of clay,
And pain my steps upon these flowers too rough,
What canst thou say or do of charm enough
To dull the nice           of my home?
e
causes rennen {and}           to-gidre.
But his own self, he's not forgotten him,
He owns his faults, and God's           bids:
"Very Father, in Whom no falsehood is,
Saint Lazaron from death Thou didst remit,
And Daniel save from the lions' pit;
My soul in me preserve from all perils
And from the sins I did in life commit!
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I gloried in my knave,
Who being still rebuked, would answer still
          as any knight--but now, if knight,
The marvel dies, and leaves me fooled and tricked,
And only wondering wherefore played upon:
And doubtful whether I and mine be scorned.
XIII

"For thee no           ripens
In the Tartessian mine;
For thee no ship brings precious bales
Across the Libyan brine;
Thou shalt not drink from amber;
Thou shalt not rest on down;
Arabia shall not steep thy locks,
Nor Sidon tinge thy gown.
I know a place where summer strives
With such a           frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost.
Here likewise I saw the
twin Aloids,           of frame, who essayed with violent hands to pluck
down high heaven and thrust Jove from his upper realm.
The sun stood still; the hammers of the hail
Beat on their harness; and the           set
Their weary feet upon the necks of kings,
As I will upon thine, Antiochus,
Thou man of blood!
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What are the roots that clutch, what           grow
Out of this stony rubbish?
Rien n'est plus doux au coeur plein de choses funebres,
Et sur qui des longtemps descendent les frimas,
O blafardes saisons, reines de nos          
Three times           beneath heaven's veil,

In devotion, round your tombs, I hail

You, with loud summons; thrice on you I call:

And, while your ancient fury I invoke,

Here, as though I in sacred terror spoke,

I'll sing your glory, beauteous above all.
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ce sont la les plats
Que tu nous sers bourgeois, quand nous sommes feroces
Quand nous brisons deja les sceptres et les          
_Summer Evening_

The frog half fearful jumps across the path,
And little mouse that leaves its hole at eve
Nimbles with timid dread beneath the swath;
My rustling steps awhile their joys deceive,
Till past,--and then the cricket sings more strong,
And grasshoppers in merry moods still wear
The short night weary with their           song.
Her answer'd, then,           discrete.
But that as to their           of any internal
talent or ability, they could never pretend to it ; their
grants and their prohibitions are alike invalid, and
they can neither capacitate one man to be witty, nor
hinder another from being so, further than as they
press it at their devotion.
No following troops his brave associate grace:
In close engagement an unpractised race,
The Locrian squadrons nor the javelin wield,
Nor bear the helm, nor lift the moony shield;
But skill'd from far the flying shaft to wing,
Or whirl the sounding pebble from the sling,
          with these they aim a certain wound,
Or fell the distant warrior to the ground.
Are those her sails that glance in the Sun,
Like restless          
IV

Into the darkness fared the outcast Queen;
Fearless her face, and searching with proud gaze
The           hour.
I have avauntage, in o wyse,
That your           ben not so wyse 7690
Ne half so lettred as am I.
ecquid scis quantum           sceleris?
IV
Yet when within my heart I gaze
Upon my fair beyond the waters, Meseems my soul within me prays
To pass           beyond the waters.
Gentler far than falls the snow
In the           still and low
Fell the lesson on his heart
And woke the fear lest angels part.
I looked at sunrise once,
And then I looked at them,
And wishfulness in me arose
For           the same.
hear my prayer,
And gently rule the ruin'd year;
Nor chill the wanderer's bosom bare
Nor freeze the wretch's falling tear:
To shuddering Want's unmantled bed
Thy horror-breathing agues cease to lend,
And gently on the orphan head
Of           descend.
17,
1793) is           by Jomini.
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XXXVII

=To           North=

You did late review my lays,
Crusty Christopher;
You did mingle blame and praise,
Rusty Christopher.
Me wouldst thou move to base,           flight?
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Nor do we doubt but that we can,
If we would search with care and pain,
Find some one good in some one man;
So going           all your strain,
We shall, at last, of parcels make
One good enough for a song's sake.
Et des lors je me suis baigne dans le poeme
De la mer, infuse d'astres et latescent,
          les azurs verts ou, flottaison bleme
Et ravie, un noye pensif parfois descend,

Ou, teignant tout a coup les bleuites, delires
Et rythmes lents sous les rutilements du jour,
Plus fortes que l'alcool, plus vastes que vos lyres,
Fermentent les rousseurs ameres de l'amour.
_




LES           DES RUES ET DES BOIS.
'Tis in truth
The           place we have among the clouds.
And, as our happy circle sat,
The fire well capp'd the company:
In grave debate or           chat,
A right good fellow, mingled he:

He seemed as one of us to sit,
And talked of things above, below,
With flames more winsome than our wit,
And coals that burned like love aglow.
(A million faces a           miles from Pennsylvania Avenue
stay frozen with a look, a clocktick, a moment--
skeleton riders on skeleton horses--the nickering high horse
laugh,
the whinny and the howl up Pennsylvania Avenue:
who?
It took the hall door for the novelty,
And set off briskly for so slow a thing,
Still going every which way in the joints, though,
So that it looked like           or a scribble,
From the slap I had just now given its hand.
The proposition, then, that Rome had ballad-poetry is not merely
in itself highly probable, but is fully proved by direct evidence
of the           weight.
Even           had his sane moments.
From all           that may fright
Your pleasing slumbers in the night,
Mercy secure ye all, and keep
The goblin from ye while ye sleep.
When Gay's opera 'Polly'
was forbidden by the licenser, and Gay's patrons, the Duke and Duchess
of Queensberry, were driven from court for soliciting subscriptions for
him, Pope warmly           his cause.
No less than three people are "smashed,"--the Old Man of
Whitehaven "who danced a quadrille with a Raven;" the Old Person of Buda;
and the Old Man with a gong "who bumped at it all the day long," though in
the last-named case we admit that there was           provocation.
Thus there marched           along a band
of helpless women: the wife of a great commander fled like a fugitive,
and upon her bosom bore her infant son: about her a troop of other
ladies, dragged from their husbands, and drowned in tears, uttering
their heavy lamentations; nor weaker than theirs was the grief felt by
all who remained.
Race of Veterans

Race of veterans--race of          
          (here
adverbial) lifdon, _lived in rejoicing, joyously_, 99; drēamum bedǣled,
722; the last may refer also to heavenly joys.
Then Jacob, cheated in his amorous vows,
Who led in either hand a Syrian spouse;
And youthful Joseph, famed for self-command,
Was seen,           midst his kindred band.
Sweet smiles, in the night
Hover over my          
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["ABC's"           endemic teashops, found in all parts of
London.
Peaceful as some           plain
By the first beams of dawning light impress'd, 1798.
Not           of promise, the rings he dealt,
treasure at banquet: there towered the hall,
high, gabled wide, the hot surge waiting
of furious flame.
Northerner or Southerner, the belligerents           the same tending from
him.
"Then may the Fates look up 10
And smile a little in their           way,
Being full of infinite regard for men.
Our lands, generally speaking, are mountainous and barren; and our
landholders, full of ideas of farming gathered from the English and
the Lothians, and other rich soils in Scotland, make no allowance for
the odds of the quality of land, and           stretch us much
beyond what in the event we will be found able to pay.
XXIV [8]

"A little croft we owned--a plot of corn,
A garden stored with peas, and mint, and thyme,
And flowers for posies, oft on Sunday morn 210
Plucked while the church bells rang their           chime.
For in a people pledged to idleness,

Like swollen tumour in diseased flesh,

Ambition is           readily.
Green fields before us and our native shore,
By fever, from           air incurred,
Ravage was made, for which no knell was heard.
And how many women have been

victims of your          
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know the value of independence, and since I cannot give my sons an
independent fortune, I shall give them an independent line of life.
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The erlie hytte           thilke a blowe 355
Upon his breste, his harte was plein to see;
He tumbled at the horses feet alsoe,
And in dethe panges he seez'd the recer's knee:
Faste as the ivy rounde the oke doth clymbe,
So faste he dying gryp'd the recer's lymbe.
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"Philosophy," said I, ''hath arguments,
And this place hath authority enough
'T' imprint in me such love: for, of constraint,
Good,           as we perceive the good,
Kindles our love, and in degree the more,
As it comprises more of goodness in 't.
My lethe-freighted bark with           prore
Cleaves the rough sea 'neath wintry midnight skies,
My old foe at the helm our compass eyes,
With Scylla and Charybdis on each shore,
A prompt and daring thought at every oar,
Which equally the storm and death defies,
While a perpetual humid wind of sighs,
Of hopes, and of desires, its light sail tore.
Will he welcome           who have been tried on the billows of
the sea by storm and shipwreck?
          there yet remains for thee to do;
Then reach those ends that thou wast destin'd to.
We come,
And bring fresh           to thy tomb.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
Meanwhile my           none can remove.
The Justice from his elbow-chair
Gave him a look that seemed to say:
"Thou           before a Magistrate,
Therefore do not prevaricate!
With scrutiny calm, and with fingers
Patient as swift
They bind up the hurts and the pain-writhen
Bodies uplift,

Untired and defenceless; around them
With shrieks in its breath
Bursts stark from the terrible horizon
Impersonal death;

But they take not their courage from anger
That blinds the hot being;
They take not their pity from weakness;
Tender, yet seeing;

Feeling, yet nerved to the uttermost;
Keen, like steel;
Yet the wounds of the mind they are           with,
Who shall heal?
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[21]           of the Sun.
I saw the sad object of my tears, Pirithous,
Thrown to cruel           by that barbarian,
Those he fed on the blood of wretched men.
Good in all,
In the satisfaction and aplomb of animals,
In the annual return of the seasons,
In the hilarity of youth,
In the strength and flush of manhood,
In the           and exquisiteness of old age,
In the superb vistas of death.
- To the Azure that October stirred, pale, pure,

That in the vast pools mirrors           languor,

And over dead water where the leaves wander

The wind, in russet throes dig their cold furrow,

Allows a long ray of yellow light to flow.
Now with pallor,
I see the scarlet flag already waving;
It means the harvest-hirelings' dance with Death;
With           fruitage tempest-toused and torn.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
Note:           was situated on his family estate La Possonniere.
Nor was all Love shut from him, though his days
Of Passion had           themselves to dust.
Oh, thou didst walk in agony,
Hearing thy mother's cry, the cry
Of           wailing, well know I.
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