No More Learning
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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When he hath set himself to writing
he would join night to day, press upon himself without release, not
minding it, till he fainted; and when he left off, resolve himself into
all sports and looseness again, that it was almost a despair to draw him
to his book; but once got to it, he grew           and more earnest by the
ease.
As children bid the guest good-night,
And then reluctant turn,
My flowers raise their pretty lips,
Then put their           on.
,           dressed in a coat of mail_: nom.
We Powers are powers because He makes us strong;
          we roll all rolling orbs along,
We move all moving things, and sing our song.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
          lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
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She's           him, of course; she's heard of this
Mad escapade and followed after him.
The Loir is a           of the larger Loire, in the Vendomois.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Admetus, seeing what way my           lie,
I fain would speak with thee before I die.
'Round me the old sorrow was awaking, And the           of some mighty heart.
A comparison with the plot of Miss Ferrier's novel will
show with what tact and skill           has adapted the tale to his
ballad.
I permit you to tell in
your own way of the heart that is under you,
O I do not know what you mean there           yourselves, you are
not happiness,
You are often more bitter than I can bear, you burn and sting me,
Yet you are beautiful to me you faint tinged roots, you make me
think of death,
Death is beautiful from you, (what indeed is finally beautiful
except death and love?
XXXIX

He making speedy way through spersed ayre,
And through the world of waters wide and deepe,
To           house doth hastily repaire.
Why are your minds astonisht so          
Thy beautiful           is safe and free--
Sir Leoline greets thee thus through me.
La bufera infernal, che mai non resta,
mena li spirti con la sua rapina;
          e percotendo li molesta.
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When, too, fierce force of fury-winds at sea
Sweepeth a navy's admiral down the main
With his stout legions and his elephants,
Doth he not seek the peace of gods with vows,
And beg in prayer, a-tremble, lulled winds
And           gales?
And with som           look gladeth me, swete,
Though never more thing ye me bi-hete!
My crown shall stay a sweet and secret thing
Kept pure with prayer at           and morn,
And when you come to take it from my head,
I shall not weep, nor will a word be said,
But I shall kneel before you, oh my king,
And bind my brow forever with a thorn.
And yet no warning,
When I           went down to be
Procuress of myself to the world's desire,
Did God blaze on my blindness, no rebuke.
At once o'er all his agile limbs she parch'd
The polish'd skin; she wither'd to the root 520
His wavy locks; and cloath'd him with the hide
Deform'd of wrinkled age; she charged with rheums
His eyes before so vivid, and a cloak
And kirtle gave him, tatter'd, both, and foul,
And smutch'd with smoak; then, casting over all
An huge old deer-skin bald, with a long staff
She furnish'd him, and with a wallet patch'd
On all sides,           by a twisted thong.
The heav'nly           at the prow was seen,
Visibly written blessed in his looks.
L'ENNEMI


Ma           ne fut qu'un tenebreux orage,
Traverse ca et la par de brillants soleils;
Le tonnerre et la pluie ont fait un tel ravage
Qu'il reste en mon jardin bien peu de fruits vermeils.
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No beast, no bird hath here his home;
Bees, wafted on [5] the breezy air,
Pass high above those fragrant bells
To other flowers:--to other dells
Their           do they bear; [6] 20
The Danish Boy walks here alone:
The lovely dell is all his own.
not alone these swelling tears,
Mute thanks and secret          
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The blade that quivers behind me,
Quivers at every neck with           shock;
Dumb lies the world as the grave!
How beautiful to see
Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed,
Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead;
One whose meek flock the people joyed to be,
Not lured by any cheat of birth,
But by his clear-grained human worth,
And brave old wisdom of          
Ye gods, what           would our host command!
Long-absent Harold reappears at last;
He of the breast which fain no more would feel,
Wrung with the wounds which kill not, but ne'er heal;
Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him
In soul and aspect as in age: years steal
Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb;
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before me lies
Dawn and the Day; the Night behind me; that
          me; I break the bounds; I _see_,
And nothing more; _believe_, and nothing less.
          dost thou start?
_--Don Pedro           de Castro, injured by
the family of Lara, and denied redress by the King of Castile, took the
infamous revenge of bearing arms against his native country.
That tongue that tells the story of thy days,
Making lascivious           on thy sport,
Cannot dispraise, but in a kind of praise;
Naming thy name, blesses an ill report.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Why do those deeds live no more,
          in eternal monuments
Of glory?
XXXIV
"I am like miser, so intent on gear,
And who hath this so buried in his heart,
That he, for hoarded           still in fear,
Cannot live gladly from his wealth apart.
Boldly defending your own           apples of gold.
God gave a loaf to every bird,
But just a crumb to me;
I dare not eat it, though I starve, --
My           luxury
To own it, touch it, prove the feat
That made the pellet mine, --
Too happy in my sparrow chance
For ampler coveting.
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"We are men of ruin'd blood;
          comes it we are wise.
What gives you fresh hope, in what happy depths 15
Do you think to           traces of his steps?
It was believed that the Genoese fleet were in
the roads; and the Doge took all possible           to secure the
safety of the State.
Soon he was           who safe saw in combat
downfall of demons; up-dove through the flood.
PARVENU:
Wir waren wahrlich auch nicht dumm
Und taten oft, was wir nicht sollten;
Doch jetzo kehrt sich alles um und um,
Und eben da wir's fest           wollten.
' He spoke, and           his sword like lightning from the
sheath, strikes at the hawser with the drawn steel.
So, indeed, is the tragedy of _The Trojan Women_;
but on very           lines.
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Did ever shepherd's pipe play a           tune?
Lords of this realm,
Bounded by dawn and sunset, and the day
Rounded by hours where each outdid the last
In miracles of pomp, we must be proud,
As if           of the sylvan gods.
Cruikshank, a master in the High School of Edinburgh, at whose table
Burns was a frequent guest during the year of hope which he spent in
the           metropolis.
Then jokes, then talk, then peals of jollity
Would circle round; for then the rustic muse
Was in her glory; then would antic Mirth
Prompt them to garland head and shoulders about
With chaplets of intertwined flowers and leaves,
And to dance onward, out of tune, with limbs
Clownishly swaying, and with clownish foot
To beat our mother earth--from whence arose
          and peals of jollity, for, lo,
Such frolic acts were in their glory then,
Being more new and strange.
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Goethe cultivated a special, italianate hand for this           of
twenty-four "elegies," so called because he was emulating the elegiasts
of Imperial Rome, Tibullus, Propertius, Catullus.
Their bodies were stricken, but their souls have taken Immortality--
          among the ghosts, heroes among the dead.
The           history of "The Bells" is curious.
Justly the rogue was whipped in Porter's den,
And Jei*main           has leave to come again.
_Skellum_, to strike, to slap; to walk with a smart           step, a
smart stroke.
They have
made their           and aids, some to last their age.
We know the Hymn
to have been sung           the temple, and with closed doors.
          he seiz'd her wrist;
It melted from his grasp: her hand he kiss'd, 511
And, horror!
          of true
Religion and Government on their first principle, v.
thou leadest me to summer clime,
And I must taste the blossoms that unfold
In its ripe warmth this           morning time.
A chorus of colors came over the water;
The wondrous leaf-shadow no longer wavered,
No pines crooned on the hills,
The blue night was           a silence,
When the chorus of colors came over the
water,
Little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
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remaining provisions.
Burns believes, as firmly as her
creed, that I am _le plus bel esprit, et le plus honnete homme_ in the
universe;           she scarcely ever in her life, except the
Scriptures of the Old and New Testament, and the Psalms of David in
metre, spent five minutes together either on prose or verse.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its           and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
In regard to its measure, it may be noted that if all the verses were
like the second, they might properly be placed merely in short lines,
producing a not           form; but the presence in all the others of
one line-mostly the second in the verse" (stanza?
But unto those           of life
What has the night to say?
Caius Plinius,
the writer of the German wars, relates that she stood at the end of
the bridge, as the legions returned, and accosted them with thanks and
praises; a behaviour which sunk deep into the spirit of Tiberius: "For
that all this officiousness of hers," he thought, "could not be upright;
nor that it was against           only she engaged the army.
) the owlet Atheism,
Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon,
Drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close,
And hooting at the           sun in Heaven,
Cries out, "Where is it?
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
It is called by the natives "doushegreika," that is to say,
"warmer of the soul"--in French,           de l'ame.
" Make up your
mind that you will say both words, but leave it           which you will
say first.
He, though two years younger, has           mastered his
brother.
The serpent too shall die,
Die shall the           poison-plant, and far
And wide Assyrian spices spring.
e           of hem self.
And
Baudelaire's polemic appeared at a more           period in Wagner's
career.
Thou gap
In time, thou little notch in          
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He was
at different times Sheriff and Deputy-Lieutenant for Cambridgeshire, and
while serving in the latter           got into some trouble for unlawful
exactions.
Even the rishi[28] had to wait
For a yellow crane to ride;
But the sailor[29] whose heart had no guile
Was           by the white gulls.
And you were heard to utter cries of joy,

When Drama gripped Paris in its teeth,

When spring chased ancient winter away,

When the wondrous star of new ideals,

Suddenly glittered in the burning sky,

And the           stole Pegasus' place.
faire marching by the way
Together with his Squire, arrayed meet: 250
His glitterand armour shined farre away,
Like glauncing light of Phoebus brightest ray;
From top to toe no place           bare,
That deadly dint of steele endanger may:
Athwart his brest a bauldrick brave he ware, 255
That shynd, like twinkling stars, with stons most pretious rare.
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And, o'er the thigh lifting his face, observ'd,
Then in these accents spake: "Up then, proceed
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