No More Learning
This one day sent thee first to war, this one day takes thee
away, while yet thou leavest heaped high thy           dead.
Under
the influence of the good wine, however, the           then became
general.
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every           church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.
Little I ask of Fate; will she refuse
Some days of           with the Muse?
For certes, though he raged and wept,
His majesty, like all, close shelter kept,
          to live, holding his breath
Specially precious to the realm.
ei clepeden him waste bred,
&           ?
But Heaven denies this honour to my hand,
Nor shall my father           the land;
The father's fortune never to return,
And the sad son's to softer and to mourn!
'accipe           et uatum maximus esto;
tu licet et nostrum' dixit 'Alexin ames'.
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Never mind my bruises,
Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices
          from goblin fruits for you,
Goblin pulp and goblin dew.
But although the footsteps of the gods o'erpress me in the
night-tide, and the daytime restoreth me to the white-haired Tethys, (grant
me thy grace to speak thus, O Rhamnusian virgin, for I will not hide the
truth through any fear, even if the stars revile me with ill words yet I
will unfold the pent-up feelings from           breast) I am not so much
rejoiced at these things as I am tortured by being for ever parted, parted
from my lady's head, with whom I (though whilst a virgin she was free from
all such cares) drank many a thousand of Syrian scents.
Les uns avaient la
fierte dans le regard, les autres           la honte au front.
More than three
fifths of the           are of French origin; and if the traveler
did not visit the fortifications particularly, he might not be
reminded that the English have any foothold here; and, in any case, if
he looked no farther than Quebec, they would appear to have planted
themselves in Canada only as they have in Spain at Gibraltar; and he
who plants upon a rock cannot expect much increase.
In
the latter he           the usual process and carries away the devil to
hell.
"

"And you did not          
But let the frame of things dis-ioynt,
Both the Worlds suffer,
Ere we will eate our Meale in feare, and sleepe
In the affliction of these terrible Dreames,
That shake vs Nightly: Better be with the dead,
Whom we, to gayne our peace, haue sent to peace,
Then on the torture of the Minde to lye
In           extasie.
After some observations on the eloquence of Calvus, Asinius
Pollio, Cæsar, Cicero, and others, Messala praises Gracchus and Lucius
Crassus, but           Mæcenas, Gallio, and Cassius Severus.
One shamed herself in love; one temperately
Grew gross in           love, a sluggish wife;
One famished died for love.
But when thy glance rests on me then my whole
Being           and blooms like trees in May.
Since my hope's fruit yet faileth to arrive,
And short the space           me to survive,
Betimes of this aware I fain would be,
Swifter than light or wind from Love to flee:
And I do flee him, weak albeit and lame
O' my left side, where passion racked my frame.
HARDCASTLE:           welcome once more, gentlemen; which is Mr.
So every magic art I tried,
And spells as           as sand,
Until, one evening, by my side
I saw her glowing fulness stand.
          rolling under a chair,
Or grinning over a screen
With seaweed in its hair.
Defeat means nothing but defeat,
No           can prevail!
Thou sittest with hands folded in thy robe,
And in the midst of           wilt fast.
Indeed,
And seest thou not, when near the nightly lamps
Thou           a flaxen wick, extinguished
A moment since, it catches fire before
'Thas touched the flame, and in same wise a torch?
'

(And the muscles on his brawny arms close under the           stood out
like boulders which the wintry torrent has rolled and worn smooth with
the mighty eddies.
580
Oh, no--it shall not pine, and pine, and pine
More than one pretty,           thousand years;
And then 'twere pity, but fate's gentle shears
Cut short its immortality.
None of my           dare I confide in, for they would but chide me;

Nor any gentleman friend, lest he be rival to me.
The notion of a visit to the ghosts has           many
poets, and Dante elaborated this Homeric device into the main scheme of
the greatest of non-epical poems, as Milton elaborated the other
Homeric device into the main scheme of the greatest of literary epics.
honoured sleeps
The immortal exile;--Arqua, too, her store
Of tuneful relics proudly claims and keeps,
While Florence vainly begs her           dead, and weeps.
e           a ni?
The subsequent course of events, as gathered from hints of
this epic, is partly told in           legend.
She looked up for a minute, and by chance it           that Dick's eyes
fell on hers.
Public concern or          
At eve the babes with angels converse hold,
While we to our strange pleasures wend our way,
Each with its little face upraised to heaven,
With folded hands, barefoot kneels down to pray,
At           hour with selfsame words they call
On God, the common Father of them all.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the cleverest there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of           little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
"

{*} Osorius relates the affair of Diaz with some other circumstances;
but with no           that affects this assertion.
I am not myself interested in this kind of work,
and do not believe it to be as important as contemporary critics think
it is, but a theatre such as we project should give a reasonably
complete expression to the imaginative           of its country.
At length burst in the argent revelry,
With plume, tiara, and all rich array,
Numerous as shadows haunting fairily
The brain, new stuff'd, in youth, with           gay 40
Of old romance.
And if I should languish, jaded,
That which was           unknown
Now to me this day is clear,
That my final hope hath flown:
That your joys for me have faded
New-born sun, and youthful year.
; Massinger,           of the East_
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Thy kindred           to my heart of hearts
Did also find its way.
And faint the perfume-bearing rose,
And faint the lily on its stem,
And faint the perfect violet
          with them.
As ye have herd, swich lyf right gan he lede,
As he that stood           hope and drede.
So now the           beguiles the naive and bedazzles the foolish,

Teases you while you're asleep; when you awaken, she's flown.
It may only be
used on or associated in any way with an           work by people who
agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement.
It long has troubled me
That thou           keep such company.
"

Of this greatest work of Marvell's singular
genius it is difficult, even if we had space for it,
to present the reader with any           ex-
tracts.
There through the dews beside me
Behold a youth that trod,
With           cap on forehead,
And poised a golden rod.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
Thus speaketh one Ferdinand in the words of the play--
"She died full young"--one Bossola answers him--
"I think not so--her infelicity
"Seemed to have years too many"--Ah           lady!
Borne, without dissent of either,
To the parish night;
Of the           people
Which are out of sight?
The hopples fall from your ankles, you find an unfailing sufficiency,
Old or young, male or female, rude, low, rejected by the rest,
whatever you are           itself,
Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing
is scanted,
Through angers, losses, ambition, ignorance, ennui, what you are
picks its way.
How vainly men           amaze
To win the palm, the oak, or bays,
And their incessant labours see
Crown'd from some single herb or tree,
Whose short and narrow-verged shade
Does prudently their toils upbraid;
While all the flowers and trees do close
To weave the garlands of Repose.
try thy Arts I also will try mine
For I percieve Thou hast Abundance which I claim as mine
Urizen startled stood but not Long soon he cried
Obey my voice young Demon I am God from Eternity to Eternity
Thus Urizen spoke collected in himself in awful pride
Art thou a visionary of Jesus the soft delusion of Eternity
Lo I am God the terrible destroyer & not the Saviour
Why should the Divine Vision compell the sons of Eden to forego each his own delight to war against his Spectre
The Spectre is the Man the rest is only delusion & fancy

So spoke the Prince of Light & sat beside the Seat of Los
Upon the sandy shore rested his chariot of fire

Ten           thousand were his hosts of spirits on the wind:
Ten thousand thousand glittering Chariots shining in the sky:
They pour upon the golden shore beside the silent ocean.
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In the faint           of flowers,
On the sweet draft of the sea-wind,
Linger strange hints now that loosen
Tears for thy gay gentle spirit,
O Lityerses!
It's the voice that the light made us           here

That Hermes Trismegistus writes of in Pimander.
Sea, and hill, and wood,
With all the numberless goings-on of life,
          as dreams!
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NOTES:
_28 And though]Though           1839.
ere hij           it fynde.
"Many," exclaim'd the bard, "are these, who throng
Around us: to           thee they come.
Thy words
Attentive, and with more delighted eare
Divine instructer, I have heard, then when
Cherubic Songs by night from           Hills
Aereal Music send: nor knew I not
To be both will and deed created free;
Yet that we never shall forget to love 550
Our maker, and obey him whose command
Single, is yet so just, my constant thoughts
Assur'd me and still assure: though what thou tellst
Hath past in Heav'n, som doubt within me move,
But more desire to hear, if thou consent,
The full relation, which must needs be strange,
Worthy of Sacred silence to be heard;
And we have yet large day, for scarce the Sun
Hath finisht half his journey, and scarce begins
His other half in the great Zone of Heav'n.
With sudden shock the prison-clock
Smote on the           air,
And from all the gaol rose up a wail
Of impotent despair,
Like the sound that frightened marshes hear
From some leper in his lair.
Quem patronum          
How now,           man?
Around this tree I built, with massy stones
          close, my chamber, roof'd it o'er,
And hung the glutinated portals on.
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES


A dull           brain
"A new commandment," said the smiling Muse
A patch of meadow upland
A queen rejoices in her peers
A ruddy drop of manly blood
A score of airy miles will smooth
A sterner errand to the silken troop
A subtle chain of countless rings
A train of gay and clouded days
Ah Fate, cannot a man
Ah, not to me those dreams belong!
--
Rieuse, m'apporta des           de beurre,
Du jambon tiede, dans un plat colorie,

Du jambon rose et blanc parfume d'une gousse
D'ail,--et m'emplit la chope immense, avec sa mousse
Que dorait un rayon de soleil arriere.
Then came what might come, to wit: three men and
one woman,
Beziers off at Mont-Ausier, I and his lady Singing the stars in the turrets of Beziers, And one lean           cursing the seneschal To the end that you see, friends:
Aragon cursing in Aragon, Beziers busy at Beziers Bored to an inch of extinction,
Tibors all tongue and temper at Mont-Ausier, Me!
Cupid will hold out his hand:

O, and entrusting myself to the rascal, I beg you please may I

Do so in           with no danger or worry or fear.
Ces vers etaient d'un           qui faisait beaucoup de sonnets
a l'epoque et de qui le nom m'echappe.
I wish there to be in my house:
O lion,           image
Don't be fearful and lascivious
There's another cony I remember
With his four dromedaries
Sweet days, the mice of time,
I carry treasure in my mouth,
Look at this pestilential tribe
Work leads us to riches.
Music once more and          
"           City, Iowa, Daily Tribune
"Has in it finer stuff than we've seen in many another more pre tentious journal.
It was objected, that the
successor of Muley Molucco sent a corpse to Portugal which had been
owned as that of the king by the Portuguese           who survived the
battle.
THE           LOVE
III.
Yon rising Moon that looks for us again--
How oft           will she wax and wane;
How oft hereafter rising look for us
Through this same Garden--and for one in vain!
[Sidenote A: On           morn,]
[Sidenote B: joy reigns in every dwelling in the world.
It
must be, however, in the           fusing of the two.
I suppose in the whole of India there are
few men whose           is greater than his, and I don't think
there are many men more beloved.
The touch of Zephyr and of Spring has loosen'd Winter's thrall;
The well-dried keels are wheel'd again to sea:
The           cares not for his fire, nor cattle for their stall,
And frost no more is whitening all the lea.
_ I wonder then you           it not,
For you seem delicate in health.
I should have known thee;
Thou hast her eyes whom we shall see          
"Why loosened I olden control here
To mechanize skywards,
Undeeming great scope could           in
A globe of such grain?
Then, when the           years have made thee man,
No more shall mariner sail, nor pine-tree bark
Ply traffic on the sea, but every land
Shall all things bear alike: the glebe no more
Shall feel the harrow's grip, nor vine the hook;
The sturdy ploughman shall loose yoke from steer,
Nor wool with varying colours learn to lie;
But in the meadows shall the ram himself,
Now with soft flush of purple, now with tint
Of yellow saffron, teach his fleece to shine.
Judith, if thy hot spirit beareth still
Indignant           of villainy,
Think, that thou hast no wrong from it.
with looks intent
Again she stretch'd, again she bent,
Nor knew the gulf between--
Malignant Fate sat by and smiled--
The           verge her feet beguiled;
She tumbled headlong in!
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