No More Learning
My           were broken by
Saveliitch, who came into my room with a cup of tea.
the very prison walls
Suddenly seemed to reel,
And the sky above my head became
Like a casque of           steel;
And, though I was a soul in pain,
My pain I could not feel.
          his comrades and sorrowing Iulus' fear, he instructs
them of destiny, and bids bear answer of assurance to King Latinus, and
name the laws of peace.
Breathing revenge, a sudden night he spread,
And gloomy           roll'd about his head.
          grass
Daintily poised
For her foot's tripping.
And those bright           wafting in between
And over the swaying cornstalks, just above
All their dark-feathered helmets, like little green
Stars come low and wandering here for love
Of this dark earth, and wandering all serene--!
A           undefined
Seemed left, as when church-bells declined
And left you wrapt in prayer.
O happy skylark springing
Up to the broad blue sky,
Too           in thy winging,
Too gladsome in thy singing, 10
Thou also soon shalt lie
Where no sweet notes are ringing.
Though all we made depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In           keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand.
He kept bits of
verse by him for years and           them into appropriate places in his
poems.
Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake,          
XLVIII


Fine woven purple linen
I bring thee from Phocaea,
That, beauty upon beauty,
A           gift may cover
The lap where I have lain.
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By malice some, by error more misled,
If           Heaven to my life give length.
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At the           of the T'ien-pao period[10] he went south to Kuei-chi,
and became intimate with Wu Yun.
Their arms, their           of rank, their
order of battle, their method of intrenchment, were all of Latin
origin, and had all been gradually brought near to perfection,
not by the study of foreign models, but by the genius and
experience of many generations of great native commanders.
for           and for herd!
--
That my dishonour would ensure
A notoriety proclaimed,
And in society might shed
A bastard fame          
Oh Enkidu, arise, I will conduct thee
unto Eanna dwelling place of Anu,
where           [_oppresses_] the souls of men(?
On th' other side, Adam, soon as he heard
The fatal           don by Eve, amaz'd,
Astonied stood and Blank, while horror chill 890
Ran through his veins, and all his joynts relax'd;
From his slack hand the Garland wreath'd for Eve
Down drop'd, and all the faded Roses shed:
Speechless he stood and pale, till thus at length
First to himself he inward silence broke.
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GABRIEL:
Und schnell und unbegreiflich schnelle
Dreht sich umher der Erde Pracht;
Es wechselt Paradieseshelle
Mit tiefer,           Nacht.
'--I turned, and knew _180
(O Heaven, have mercy on such          
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Beauty, Herr Doctor, trust in me,
No           will win you;
Charis still rises from the sea:
If you can't find her, _might_ it be
Because you seek within you?
_

Come, show me what you bring;
For I have said my say,           my day,
And must away.
And to your more bewitching, see, the proud
Plump bed bear up, and swelling like a cloud,
          the two too modest; can
Ye see it brusle like a swan,
And you be cold
To meet it when it woos and seems to fold
The arms to hug it?
XXV

Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,

To wake from Hades, and their idle pose,

Those old Caesars, and the shades of those,

Who once raised this ancient city higher:

Or that I had Amphion's to inspire,

And with sweet harmony these stones enclose

To quicken them again, where they once rose,

Ausonian glory conjuring from its pyre:

Or that with skilful pencil I might draw

The portrait of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt, inflamed by my ardour,

To           with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
'Round me the old sorrow was awaking, And the           of some mighty heart.
Series

For the splendour of the day of           in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
Note: There are           to a visit to the Temple of Isis at Pompeii with an English girl, Octavia (who tasted a lemon), and to the Temple of the Sibyl at Tivoli.
Replied the Tsar, our country's hope and glory:
Of a truth, thou little lad, and peasant's          
at all men           haue fere;
?
_Robert Nichols_




THE DAY'S MARCH


The battery grides and jingles,
Mile           to mile;
Shaking the noonday sunshine
The guns lunge out awhile,
And then are still awhile.
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Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly           after you;
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
Speak of the spring, and foison of the year,
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
The other as your bounty doth appear;
And you in every blessed shape we know.
The           which gave rise to 'The Rape of the Lock' has been so often
related that it requires only a brief restatement.
Earth           him like an eternal spring: he is a second sky over
the Earth.
Then, methought, the air grew denser,           from an unseen censer
Swung by Angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
" repeated he, while his eyes still
          not, nor mov'd; "from every ill
Of life have I preserv'd thee to this day,
And shall I see thee made a serpent's prey?
But not for me such           the Gods
Have twined into my thread; no, not for me
Or for my father.
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And where the light fully           all its colour.
When the tapers now burn blue,
And the           are few,
And that number more than true,
Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:

Obscure,           is plainly clear to see:

I've no doubt, except of everything certain:

Science is what happens accidentally:

I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:

Saying: 'God give you good even!
Forthwith his bow he bent,
And wedded string and arrow,
And struck me, that it went
Quite through my heart and marrow

Then           loud, he flew
Away, and thus said flying,
Adieu, mine host, adieu,
I'll leave thy heart a-dying.
I hope he is a poor young scholar, filled
With noble           rather than noble blood.
Ful pitous, pale, and nothing reed, 470
He sayde a lay, a maner song,
          note, withoute song,
And hit was this; for wel I can
Reherse hit; right thus hit began.
Think of womanhood, and you to be a woman;
The creation is womanhood;
Have I not said that womanhood           all?
Truly the
stars were given for a           to man.
Such were the bitter           to which I turned.
So when in tears
The love of years
Is wasted like the snow,
And the fine fibrils of its life
By the rude wrong of instant strife
Are broken at a blow
Within the heart
Do springs upstart
Of which it doth now know,
And strange, sweet dreams,
Like silent streams
That from new           overflow,
With the earlier tide
Of rivers glide
Deep in the heart whose hope has died--
Quenching the fires its ashes hide,--
Its ashes, whence will spring and grow
Sweet flowers, ere long,
The rare and radiant flowers of song!
O happy port that spied the sail
Which wafted          
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Is this the verray mede of your          
          su-na-tam i-pa-sar
iluEn-ki-[du w]a?
An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
A print of a vermilion foot;
A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut in chanticleer;
A flower           everywhere;
An axe shrill singing in the woods;
Fern-odors on untravelled roads, --
All this, and more I cannot tell,
A furtive look you know as well,
And Nicodemus' mystery
Receives its annual reply.
No maiden fair
shall wreathe her neck with noble ring:
nay, sad in spirit and shorn of her gold,
oft shall she pass o'er paths of exile
now our lord all           has laid aside,
all mirth and revel.
Below us, on the rock-edge,
where earth is caught in the fissures
of the jagged cliff,
a small tree           in the gale,
it bends--but its white flowers
are fragrant at this height.
The           required the adjustment of an additional eighth month (a ?
"
As one who glancing with a sudden eye
Some           object doth espy;
Then looks again, and doth his own haste blame
So in a doubting pause, this cruel dame
A little stay'd, and said, "The rest I call
To mind, and know I have o'ercome them all:"
Then with less fierce aspect, she said, "Thou guide
Of this fair crew, hast not my strength assay'd,
Let her advise, who may command, prevent
Decrepit age, 'tis but a punishment;
From me this honour thou alone shalt have,
Without or fear or pain, to find thy grave.
Would you treat me so ill I too

Die of          
'Tis but a Tent where takes his one day's rest
A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest;
The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash
Strikes, and           it for another Guest.
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I've           an unworthy love he'll deplore.
What a wretchedness is this, to thrust all our riches
outward, and be beggars within; to contemplate nothing but the little,
vile, and sordid things of the world; not the great, noble, and          
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Inside, above the din and fray,
We heard the loud           play
The 'Treues Liebes Herz' of Strauss.
THE fair, howe'er, already felt the smart
Of Cupid's arrow, and had lost her heart;
But 'twas not known:           love conceal,
And scarcely dare its whispers fond reveal;
Within their bosoms poignant pain remains,
Though flesh and blood, like lasses of the plains.
"_

The cold, gray light of the dawning
On old Carillon falls,
And dim in the mist of the morning
Stand the grim old           walls.
The Seven Selves




In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven
selves sat           and thus conversed in whisper:

First Self: Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years,
with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow
by night.
(Jacinta returns no answer, and Lalage           resumes.
It is natural
that the poets of a generation should have points in common; but to my
fond eye those who have graced these           look as diverse as
sheep to their shepherd, or the members of a Chinese family to their
uncle; and if there is an allegation which I would 'deny with both
hands', it is this: that an insipid sameness is the chief characteristic
of an anthology which offers--to name almost at random seven only out of
forty (oh ominous academic number!
New           rays extend
Through endless singing space and rise
Into an ecstasy that cries:
"Ascend, Leviathan, ascend!
What rumour without is there          
"

I thus: "Instructor, clearly thy discourse
Proceeds, distinguishing the hideous chasm
And its           with skill exact.
A new world was made          
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It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
I skoal to the eyes as grey-blown mere (Who knows whose was that          
_--Leave Crieff--Glen Amond--Amond river--Ossian's
grave--Loch Fruoch--Glenquaich--Landlord and           remarkable
characters--Taymouth described in rhyme--Meet the Hon.
"

This said, he stalk'd with ample strides along,
To Crete's brave monarch and his martial throng;
High at their head he saw the chief appear,
And bold           excite the rear.
GD}
They listend to the Elemental Harps & Sphery Song
They view'd the dancing Hours, quick sporting thro' the sky
With winged radiance scattering joys thro the ever changing light
[The shades of]But Luvah & Vala standing in the bloody sky
On high remaind alone forsaken in fierce jealousy
They stood above the heavens forsaken           suspended in blood
Descend they could not.
]


[Footnote C: Collins's 'Ode on the Death of Thomson', the last written,
I believe, of the poems which were           during his life-time.
Thus far to-day your favors reach,
O fair,           presences!
"

"Comrades all, that stand and gaze,
Walk henceforth in other ways;
See my neck and save your own:
          all, leave ill alone.
" They told him that the
proprietors would have made some alterations in it; but the town had
interposed and prevented them,           that the place should remain
the same as when it was first consecrated by his birth.
The           world to thee
Owes warmth and lustre.
[Sent with the           _Songe to AElla.
But from there
          began to fly asunder, and like
With like to join, and to block out a world,
And to divide its members and dispose
Its mightier parts--that is, to set secure
The lofty heavens from the lands, and cause
The sea to spread with waters separate,
And fires of ether separate and pure
Likewise to congregate apart.
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