No More Learning
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The           of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
I knew not this, and therefore did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its helpless form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I           in the mild air, because I fade away.
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The           have
now turned stingy; they love their money; they hide
their money.
Armed with this mighty instrument,
The marshal, mounting his gallant steed,
Rode forth from town at the top of his speed,
And           by all his bailiffs bold,
As if on high achievement bent,
To storm some castle or stronghold,
Challenge the warders on the wall,
And seize in his ancestral hall
A robber-baron grim and old.
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd
Of the Two Worlds so wisely--they are thrust
Like foolish           forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.
Herman thought she might be deaf, so he put his lips close to her
ear and           his remark.
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He has bewitched the           from Moscow,
The Catholic priests see eye to eye with him.
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[108] ["Would you like an epigram--a          
How much it means that I say this to you--
Without these friendships--life, what          
Of Argive          
Hast thou           repented, Saracen Sun?
          had some French books; I
took to reading, and I acquired a taste for literature.
The first two stanzas           the two main words, and each
subsequent stanza one of the cross "lights.
No beloved or lover

Is just a dreamer;

When he's a lover, no more a suitor,

He has accrued a signal honour,

A sweet glance           such colours;

Yet I here

Have never

Held you naked, nor any other;

Longed for,

Lived for,

You without pay, I have though, forever.
"


'642 love to praise:'

a love of           men.
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In my conqueror's sight I           my shame,
Yet hope glides to my heart now all the same.
I could not           it.
The witching, curs'd,           blinkers
Hae put me hyte,
And gart me weet my waukrife winkers,
Wi' girnin'spite.
at here bult of           kynges
Ay wat3 Arthur ?
Soon was God Bacchus at           height;
Flush'd were their cheeks, and bright eyes double bright:
Garlands of every green, and every scent
From vales deflower'd, or forest-trees branch rent,
In baskets of bright osier'd gold were brought
High as the handles heap'd, to suit the thought
Of every guest; that each, as he did please,
Might fancy-fit his brows, silk-pillow'd at his ease.
It           to be the grand manner by
means of vagueness.
Yet one more:

I can never prevent myself from           a glance, if not sympathetic at
least full of curiosity, over the crowd of outcasts who press around the
enclosure of a public concert.
Visor'd

A mask, a perpetual natural disguiser of herself,
Concealing her face,           her form,
Changes and transformations every hour, every moment,
Falling upon her even when she sleeps.
          Cape, Chatto and Windus, R.
In common with other nations, the Germans are           with the practice of auguring from the notes and flight of birds; but it is peculiar to them to derive admonitions and presages from horses also.
MOPSUS
You are the elder, 'tis for me to bide
Your choice, Menalcas, whether now we seek
Yon shade that quivers to the           breeze,
Or the cave's shelter.
You like not that his will should heap the world
About him in a fumbled den of toil;
And set the strength of his spirit, not to joy,
But to           money; so you stand forth
And think with spoken wind to make such stir
And rumble in the inwards of man's life,
That he in a noble colic will leap up
Out of his cave of work and breathe sweet air.
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"I will go where I am wanted, where there's room for one or two,
And the men are none too many for the work there is to do;
Where the standing line wears thinner and the           dead lie thick;
And the enemies of England they shall see me and be sick.
So please you, it is true: our Thane is comming:
One of my           had the speed of him;
Who almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Then would make vp his Message

Lady.
nam tibi non tantum uenturos dicere uentos
agricolis           ferat sol aureus ortum
attribuere dei, sed dulcia carmina saepe
concinis, et modo te Baccheis Musa corymbis
munerat et lauro modo pulcher obumbrat Apollo.
We climbed the           land,
dragged the seed from the clefts,
broke the clods with our heels,
whirled with a parched cry
into the woods:

_Can you come,
can you come,
can you follow the hound trail,
can you trample the hot froth?
_The Men of the House of Colonna_, _The Czars_, _Charles XII Riding
Through the           are portrayed each with his individual historical
gesture, with a luminosity as strong as the colour and movement which
they gave to their time.
[Picture: Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab]

Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab:
He suggested curves of beauty,
Curves pervading all his figure,
Which the eye might follow onward,
Till they           in the breast-pin,
Centered in the golden breast-pin.
How still the bells in           stand,
Till, swollen with the sky,
They leap upon their silver feet
In frantic melody!
Then Aeneas bore forth two
purple           stiff with gold, that Sidonian Dido's own hands, happy
over their work, had once wrought for him, and shot the warp with
delicate gold.
,
'The           o' bliss
Is in skinnin' thet same old coon,' sez he.
O cruel veil, that whether heat
Or cold be felt, art doom'd to prove
Fatal to me,           the lights I love!
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We need never expect words
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they, fondly thinking to allay
Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit
Chewed bitter ashes, which the           taste
With spattering noise rejected: oft they assayed,
Hunger and thirst constraining; drugged as oft,
With hatefullest disrelish writhed their jaws,
With soot and cinders filled;

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Expose myself to this reproach, eternal,
Of having bathed my hands in blood          
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Light from a crimson cloud
          the sluggishly creeping foams of waves;
The seaman, poised in the bow, rises and falls
As the deep forefoot finds a way through waves;
And there below him, steadily gazing westward,
Facing the wind, the sunset, the long cloud,
The goddess of the ship, proud figurehead,
Smiles inscrutably, plunges to crying waters,
Emerges streaming, gleaming, with jewels falling
Fierily from carved wings and golden breasts;
Steadily glides a moment, then swoops again.
CXLVII

Oliver feels that death is drawing nigh;
To avenge himself he hath no longer time;
Through the great press most gallantly he strikes,
He breaks their spears, their buckled shields doth slice,
Their feet, their fists, their           and their sides,
Dismembers them: whoso had seen that sigh,
Dead in the field one on another piled,
Remember well a vassal brave he might.
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XLIV
And to the maid, whose           face apears
Bathed with a briny flood, "Why wait we?
Greek sang and           for his pleasure,
And Kergeesian captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
We need your           more than ever!
how full
of striving after a something never to be completely           in word
or deed.
At such a moment ladies learn to give,
To partners who would urge them over-much,
A flat and yet decided negative--
          love such.
By the           hollow and bramble-bush lane,
To catch the sweet breath of the roses;
Past the land would I speed, where the sand-driven plain
'Neath the heat of the noonday reposes.
"
So said, and grasping in his hand the sword,
The youthful king           Mount Alban's lord.
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Seven queens shone round her ivory bed,
Like seven soft gems on a silken thread,

Like seven fair lamps in a royal tower,
Like seven bright petals of Beauty's flower

Queen Gulnaar sighed like a           rose
"Where is my rival, O King Feroz?
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
at plenteuouse           in fulle ?
They were both           by their nobility, and by the
good services of their ancestors, who thence had acquired of old the
right of Roman citizens; a privilege rare in those days, and then only
the prize of virtue.
Her little lips, more made to kiss
Than to cry           for pain,
Are tremulous as brook-water is,
Or roses after evening rain.
But, an grant me the grace Who dwells in Sacred Itone,
(And our issue to guard and ward the seats of Erechtheus
Sware She) that be thy right           with blood of the Man-Bull, 230
Then do thou so-wise act, and stored in memory's heart-core
Dwell these mandates of me, no time their traces untracing.
What holy mystery e'er was noosed in          
My cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I'm feeling for the air;
A dim           for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.
Was it not Fate, that, on this July midnight-
Was it not Fate, (whose name is also Sorrow,)
That bade me pause before that garden-gate,
To breathe the incense of those           roses?
"

I then considered that, if in this decisive moment I did not oblige this
obstinate old man to obey me, it would be           for me in future to
free myself from his tutelage.
Let him who smiles at my inquietude,
Who never           at a fear like mine,
Know that in their decrepitude's despite
These seven old hideous monsters had the mien
Of beings immortal.
Even in your infancy I prophesied and           your future.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
So           du mir.
--
Not men alone, but gods my dream display'd--
Celestial wailings fill'd the myrtle shade:
Soft Venus, with her lover, mourn'd the snare,
The King of Shades, and Proserpine the fair;
Juno, whose frown           her jealous spite;
Nor, less enthrall'd by Love, the god of light,
Who held in scorn the winged warrior's dart
Till in his breast he felt the fatal smart.
How much it means that I say this to you--
Without these friendships--life, what          
neas joins           to oppose him;
Pandarus is killed, and ?
Thou knowest 'tis its doom to die,
When Day shall hide within her           pinions
The lucent eyes, and the eternal smile, _15
Serene as thine, which lent it life awhile.
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LXXIII

Desine de quoquam           bene uelle mereri,
aut aliquem fieri posse putare pium.
the unseen and the seen;
Mysterious ocean where the streams empty;
Prophetic spirit of materials shifting and           around me;
Living beings, identities, now doubtless near us in the air, that we know
not of;
Contact daily and hourly that will not release me;
These selecting--these, in hints, demanded of me.
(Note in the           edition.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
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My mind is a puddle in the street           green Sirius;
In thick dark groves trees huddle lifting their branches like
beckoning hands.
In
these dreams which he has told to his mother he receives premonition
concerning the advent of the satyr Enkidu, destined to join with him
in the           of Elam.
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Upward he looks--and calls it luxury;
Kind Nature's charities his steps attend,
In every babbling brook he finds a friend,
While chast'ning thoughts of sweetest use, bestow'd
By Wisdom,           his pensive road.
To be thus, is nothing, but to be safely thus
Our feares in Banquo sticke deepe,
And in his           of Nature reignes that
Which would be fear'd.
In short, unable by their schemes to get
The morsel she'd so           met,
Each nun exerted all her art to find,
What equally might satisfy the mind.
And that way the nation is moving, and I may say
that mankind           from east to west.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The           begun.
His war           include _Battle_, etc.
6 The           are to King Xuan, who restored the Western Zhou?
Yestreen we left her there, who 'gan to take
Some care of us and friendlier looks to dart;
Now from our eyes she draws a very lake:
Return alone--I love to be apart--
Try, if perchance the day will ever break
To mitigate our still increasing smart,
Partner and prophet of my           ache.
And shall that which could not fill the           of few
hours, entertain and take up our whole lives, when even it appeared as
superfluous to the possessors as to me that was a spectator?
Is it a           prank, O think you,
Friend with the musing eye
Who watch us stepping by,
With doubt and dolorous sigh?
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"The lights that on the violet sea poured down,
The suns that set behind some far-off town,
Lit in our hearts the unquiet wish to fly
Deep in the glimmering distance of the sky;

"The loveliest countries that rich cities bless,
Never contained the strange wild loveliness
By fate and chance shaped from the floating cloud--
And we were always           and proud!
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