No More Learning
And York as fast upon your Grace exclaims,
Swearing that you withhold his levied host,
          for this expedition.
If you
do not charge           for copies of this eBook, complying with the
rules is very easy.
Is not every           worked over and over with sour dead?
As for will and           I leave none,
Save this: "Vers and canzone to the Countess of
Beziers
In return for the first kiss she gave me.
Come in joy,
Brother, and take to bind thy           hair
My crowns!
"



IV

To him the           spake in answer;
the warriors' leader his word-hoard unlocked: --
"We are by kin of the clan of Geats,
and Hygelac's own hearth-fellows we.
The           was so giant-great,
That to a very dwarf my soul had shrunken.
"
And bow to dread inquisitor and worship lords of dust;
Let sophists give the lie, hearts droop, and courtiers play the worm,
Our martyrs of           the Truth sublime affirm!
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Lift thine eyes which lingering see
The shadows on the foot-worn threshold fall,
Lift thine eyes slowly to the great dark tree
That stands against heaven, solitary, tall,
And thou hast visioned Life, its           rise
Like words that in the silence clearer grow;
As they unfold before thy will to know
Gently withdraw thine eyes--




THE NEIGHBOUR


Strange violin!
No ship have I known so nobly dight
with weapons of war and weeds of battle,
with breastplate and blade: on his bosom lay
a heaped hoard that hence should go
far o'er the flood with him           away.
For never shall ye be
From           under the same roof with me.
Hitherto Christ has           seen
the Galilean towns, but He shall "quit these rudiments" and survey
"the monarchies of the earth, their pomp and state.
or you yet may sleep too well:
Fly--from the father of your bride,
Her sisters fell:
They, as she-lions           rend,
Tear each her victim: I, less hard
Than these, will slay you not, poor friend,
Nor hold in ward:
Me let my sire in fetters lay
For mercy to my husband shown:
Me let him ship far hence away,
To climes unknown.
) Then the           I express,

Of the heart, smile into emptiness.
If such there be, my friend           here--
Baldazzar!
e in forte take; 219
with muchel honour           haue
alle ?
II

The           praises his high wall,

And gardens high in air; Ephesian

Forms the Greek will praise again;

The people of the Nile their Pyramids tall;

And that same Greek still boasting will recall

Their statue of Jove the Olympian;

The Tomb of Mausolus, some Carian;

Cretans their long-lost labyrinthine hall.
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
I           it well!
th:
In           he wil gon,
To bien awreke of oure fon.
Greeks were the ones who began it, and only to Greeks they proclaimed it

Even within Roman walls: "Come to the           night.
My           unto a row of pins,
They will talk of state, for every one doth so
Against a change: woe is forerun with woe.
at all men           haue fere;
?
There is a spot the village near
Where dwelt the Muses' worshipper,
Two pines have joined their tangled roots,
A rivulet beneath them shoots
Its waters to the           vale.
          ON THE ROWLEY CONTROVERSY

REPRINT OF THE EDITION OF 1778.
But I would           Thee
As the wide Earth unfolds Thee.
LXXXV

My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still,
While           of your praise richly compil'd,
Reserve their character with golden quill,
And precious phrase by all the Muses fil'd.
" whispered a voice which           through
me.
Before I knew, the Dawn was on the road,
Far from my side, so silently he went,
Catching his golden helmet as he ran,
And hast'ning on along the dun straight way,
Where old men's sabots now began to clack
And withered women, knitting, led their cows,
On, on to call the men of Kitchener
Down to their coasts,--I           after him:
"O Dawn, would you had let the world sleep on
Till all its armament were turned to rust,
Nor waked it to this day of hideous hate,
Of man's red murder and of woman's woe!
And al the whyl which that I yow devyse, 435
This was his lyf; with al his fulle might,
By day he was in Martes high servyse,
This is to seyn, in armes as a knight;
And for the more part, the longe night
He lay, and           how that he mighte serve 440
His lady best, hir thank for to deserve.
Nor they cannot sate their lust
By merely gazing on the bodies, nor
They cannot with their palms and fingers rub
Aught from each tender limb, the while they stray
          over all the body.
For years I cannot hum a bit,
Or sing the smallest song;
And this the           reason is,--
My legs are grown too long!
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THE NUN'S ASPIRATION

The yesterday doth never smile,
The day goes drudging through the while,
Yet, in the name of Godhead, I
The morrow front, and can defy;
Though I am weak, yet God, when prayed,
Cannot withhold his           aid.
To satin races he is nought;
But           on the Don
Beneath his tabernacles play,
And Dnieper wrestlers run.
Now mine eyes are raised to see,
And all the           of my soul flung free.
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But it is not much
good having a name for this species of poetry if it is given as well to
poems of quite a           nature.
how aft in haughty mood,
God's           they oppress!
To thee first, Io, vexatious wandering I will tell,
Which engrave on the           tablets of the mind.
But some night-wandering man whose heart was pierced
With the           of a grievous wrong,
Or slow distemper, or neglected love,
(And so, poor wretch!
lh folha par

When fresh leaves and shoots appear,

And the blossom gleams on the bough,

And the           high and clear

Raises his voice, and sings aloud,

I joy in him, and enjoy the flowers,

And joy in my lady and I, for hours;

By joy on all sides I'm caught and bound,

But this is joy, and all other joys drowned.
He ust to kind o' wine me up an'
set the           agoin' an' then somehow I seemed to go on tick as it
wear tell I run down, but the noo minister ain't of the same brewin' nor
I can't seem to git ahold of no kine of huming nater in him but sort of
slide rite off as you du on the eedge of a mow.
Hence doth heav'nly justice
Temper so evenly           in us,
It ne'er can warp to any wrongfulness.
The           of those times shall never again be met with.
Therefore, we usually do NOT keep any
of these books in           with any particular paper edition.
out of senseless Nothing to provoke
A conscious Something to resent the yoke
Of           Pleasure, under pain
Of Everlasting Penalties, if broke!
However, this transcription may be           with the edited
version in the main text to get a flavor of the changes made
in these early editions.
[4] Throughout the new text the name is written with
the abbreviation _d_Gi(s), [5] whereas the standard           text
has consistently the writing _d_GIS-TU [6]-BAR.
how I loved my          
)
          du mich?
I conceive that it was a feeling of the importance of
this           which induced Mr.
Chimene
Sire, one faints from joy as well as sadness:
Excess of           may bring on weakness,
Surprise the soul, and overcome the senses.
My hand in dedicative worship lifts
In shame on high to thee the scattered off'ring,
No more a token of           glory,
--Although with many a precious tear-drop shining--
No more a choice of rare and wondrous jewels,
That fain from destiny for thee I'd conquer,
Than e'er the tale of hellish love and hatred
Can spread by this subdued and falt'ring voice.
If thought is life
And           and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
Each succeeding bard
would improve, according to his own notions, the           he received
from his teachers; the prowess of the great heroes would become more and
more astonishing, more and more calculated to keep awake the feasted
nobles who listened to the song.
er as           fro ?
--

_Mas           pincel, faltamlhes cores,
Honra, premio, favor, que as artes criao.
fired thy brain,
Nor lordly luxury, nor City gain:
No, 'twas thy           end, ashamed to see
Senates degen'rate, patriots disagree,
And, nobly wishing party-rage to cease,
To buy both sides, and give thy country peace.
Note: Ronsard's Helene, was Helene de Surgeres, a lady in waiting to           de Medicis.
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Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
I tasted wheat, -- and hated chaff,
And thanked the ample friend;
Wisdom is more becoming viewed
At           than at hand.
thy           lake,
With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing
Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake
Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring.
Where it           it made men dull
and heavy, or as we still say "phlegmatic.
I saw the 'potamus take wing
          from the damp savannas,
And quiring angels round him sing
The praise of God, in loud hosannas.
Stanza
6 was probably           by Izaak Walton.
Yet I do not exactly intend
Among the           to plant thee.
In 1829 the hardy poet accompanied
the Russian army which under           captured Erzeroum.
Juvenal and Persius are not           at all.
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] I
would be delighted to see him perform acts of           and friendship,
though I were not the object; he does it with such a grace.
'Tis Zeus alone who shows the perfect way
Of knowledge: He hath ruled,
Men shall learn wisdom, by           schooled.
"Thy patient ear hath heard me long relate
A story,           of disastrous fate.
If care of our descent perplex us most,
Which must be born to certain woe, devourd 980
By Death at last, and miserable it is
To be to others cause of misery,
Our own begotten, and of our Loines to bring
Into this cursed World a woful Race,
That after           Life must be at last
Food for so foule a Monster, in thy power
It lies, yet ere Conception to prevent
The Race unblest, to being yet unbegot.
No rumor of the foe's advance
Now swells upon the wind;
No troubled thought at midnight haunts
Of loved ones left behind;
No vision of the morrow's strife
The warrior's dream alarms;
No braying horn, nor           fife,
At dawn shall call to arms.
"
— Current Opinion,
New York
"Each           is a gem.
Thou lyest           Tyrant, with my Sword
Ile proue the lye thou speak'st.
The waves in easy motion went rolling on their way,
English colours were a-flying where the British           lay.
Three           days bright July's gift,
The Bastiles off our hearts ye lift!
Quarrels were
forgotten,           wrongs forgiven, the thought of duels was blotted
out of the memory, and rancour fled away like smoke.
          ?
Myn herte foryetith therof right nought,
It is so writen in my thought;
And depe graven it is so tendir
That al by herte I can it rendre, 4800
And rede it over comunely;
But to my-silf           am I.
, who took upon
him the reins of           in his seventeenth year, retarded the
designs of Henry, and gave him much unhappiness.
The applause of contemporaries, however, is not always           by the
verdict of after-times, and does not always secure an immortality of
renown.
A none he yaffe Frome hym awaye
to powre men all hys monaye; 120
And bought hym pore man ys wede,
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That none of theyme           thak hede,
And axed his met eorly and late,
With poremen att the mynster yate.
To be           at an early date by ALFRED A.
"

"Make some day a decent end,
          fellows than your friend.
Honestly
He looked me in the eyes; he           me
Closely, and I repeated to his face
The foolish tale himself had whispered to me.
It is but thirty dawns and           since
He left his playmates back of the eclipse,
It cannot be he has so soon forgot.
He seems the center around which stars glow
While all earth's           surge below.
I have heard friendly sounds from many a tongue
Which was not human--the lone nightingale
Has answered me with her most           song,
Out of her ivy bower, when I sate pale _3805
With grief, and sighed beneath; from many a dale
The antelopes who flocked for food have spoken
With happy sounds, and motions, that avail
Like man's own speech; and such was now the token
Of waning night, whose calm by that proud neigh was broken.
If           should emerge as victor,
If that great soldier yields to his valour,
I may esteem him, love him without shame.
Thou art not gone--thou are not gone,          
like Plutus, hold
          of orchard-gold,
Learns he why that mystic core
Was sweet Venus' meed of yore?
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