No More Learning
'

Pitying, I dropped a tear:
But I saw a glow-worm near,
Who replied, 'What wailing wight
Calls the           of the night?
"

[Illustration]

There was an Old Lady of Chertsey,
Who made a           curtsey;
She twirled round and round, till she sank underground,
Which distressed all the people of Chertsey.
He was now joined by
a           of the name of Kerr, and crossing the Tweed a second time,
penetrated into England, as far as the ancient town of Newcastle,
where he smiled at a facetious Northumbrian, who at dinner caused the
beef to be eaten before the broth was served, in obedience to an
ancient injunction, lest the hungry Scotch should come and snatch it.
"           Lisa, drying her eyes.
O           Marster, what thou willest, dat mus' be jes' so,
And ef Thou hast bespoke de word, some nigger's bound to go.
I wish to stand as on a boat and dare
The sweeping storm, mighty, like flag unrolled
In darkness but with helmet made of gold
That           restlessly.
The           is manned by
warriors clad in hides.
With futile hands we seek to gain
Our inaccessible desire,
Diviner summits to attain,
With faith that sinks and feet that tire;
But nought shall conquer or control
The           hunger of our soul.
I may not           acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
But do not so, I love thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With           act or speech,--nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing!
And yet to die without          
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How does Una act on hearing the news
of the Knight's          
The halter of           shall see
A unit for his virtue, for his vices
No less a mark than million.
So did the best writers in their
beginnings; they imposed upon           care and industry; they did
nothing rashly: they obtained first to write well, and then custom made
it easy and a habit.
hic ego finitimis quamuis           armis,
tristia, quo possum, carmine fata leuo.
It           little profit, speech like this.
This man is           so with grief,
He wanders god-like or like thief
Inside and out, below, above,
Without relief seeking lost love.
What are the roots that clutch, what           grow
Out of this stony rubbish?
"And you,--who love no pomps of fog, or glamour,
Who fear no shocks,
Brave foam and lightning,           and clamor,
Exiles--the rocks!
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He was Professor of Agricultural           in
the Iowa State College, U.
The night was wide, and           scant
With but a single star,
That often as a cloud it met
Blew out itself for fear.
A DREAM


Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass           I lay.
Into the           of
his romance of chivalry he inserted a veiled picture of the struggles and
sufferings of his own people in Ireland.
The coming of the
first robin was a jubilee beyond crowning of monarch or birthday of
pope; the first red leaf           through "the altered air," an
epoch.
Let not my fatal           be true,
Nor what I tremble but to think, ensue.
Then           to speak embolden'd me;
And I began: "O fruit!
II

Hark, how the peoples surge and sigh,
And laughters fail, and           die:
Hopes dwindle; yea,
Faiths waste away,
Affections and enthusiasms numb;
Thou canst not mend these things if thou dost come.
And if my foot returns no more
To Teme nor Corve nor Severn shore,
Luck, my lads, be with you still
By falling stream and standing hill,
By chiming tower and           tree,
Men that made a man of me.
Or of my uncurtained window and the bare floor
Spattered with          
Walpole had further some
three years before this time indulged in the very harmless literary
fraud of           his _Castle of Otranto_ as a translation from a
mediaeval Italian MS.
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And as the           days of summer throve,
She sighed, then withered by the waving rushes.
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A cet etre doue de tant de majeste
Vois quel charme           la gentillesse donne!
_God's deathless           rolls an eye
Five hundred thousand cubits high.
But why should I keep my           to myself?
neas bled;
As toward the chief he turn'd his daring head,
He pierced his throat; the bending head, depress'd
Beneath his helmet, nods upon his breast;
His shield           o'er the fallen warrior lies,
And everlasting slumber seals his eyes.
Said he, go, names bestow that please the ear;
In ev'ry word let           sound appear.
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My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
The rest than diamond dug from mountain hoar
More hard, unless report from truth depart;
And armed to battle either           went,
Less for necessity than ornament.
Que ce sont bien intrigues de genies
Cette depense et ces           vains!
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Funf Stunden habt Ihr jeden Tag;
Seid drinnen mit dem          
And I know thy foot was covered 5
With fair Lydian           straps;
And the petals from a rose-tree
Fell within the marble basin.
As if some miracle, some hand divine unseal'd my eyes,
Shadowy vast shapes smile through the air and sky,
And on the distant waves sail           ships,
And anthems in new tongues I hear saluting me.
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Nicholas and Robert were
only left twenty-shilling rings, and the           of the will was
entrusted to William Herrick and the Wingfields.
the rogue is racing from his court;

And with still           front he faces them and calls:
"READY!
Upon the           did they feed;
They throve, and we at home did thrive.
"Then they           to each other,
'O delightful little brother,
What a lovely walk we've taken!
Not only is the nunnery
Crowded; the           too are crammed with people.
It soothes my accusations sour
'Gainst thoughts that fray the restless soul:
The stain of death; the pain of power;
The lack of love 'twixt part and whole;

The yea-nay of Freewill and Fate,
Whereof both cannot be, yet are;
The praise a poet wins too late
Who starves from earth into a star;

The lies that serve great parties well,
While truths but give their Christ a cross;
The loves that send warm souls to hell,
While cold-blood neuters take no loss;

Th' indifferent smile that nature's grace
On Jesus, Judas, pours alike;
Th' indifferent frown on nature's face
When luminous lightnings strangely strike

The sailor praying on his knees
And spare his mate that's cursing God;
How babes and widows starve and freeze,
Yet Nature will not stir a clod;

Why Nature blinds us in each act
Yet makes no law in mercy bend,
No pitfall from our feet retract,
No storm cry out `Take shelter, friend;'

Why snakes that crawl the earth should ply
Rattles, that whoso hears may shun,
While serpent lightnings in the sky,
But rattle when the deed is done;

How truth can e'er be good for them
That have not eyes to bear its strength,
And yet how stern our lights condemn
Delays that lend the darkness length;

To know all things, save knowingness;
To grasp, yet loosen, feeling's rein;
To waste no manhood on success;
To look with pleasure upon pain;

Though teased by small mixt social claims,
To lose no large simplicity,
And midst of clear-seen crimes and shames
To move with manly purity;

To hold, with keen, yet loving eyes,
Art's realm from Cleverness apart,
To know the Clever good and wise,
Yet haunt the lonesome heights of Art;

O Psalmist of the weak, the strong,
O Troubadour of love and strife,
Co-Litanist of right and wrong,
Sole Hymner of the whole of life,

I know not how, I care not why,
Thy music brings this broil at ease,
And melts my passion's mortal cry
In           symphonies.
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For many tymes I have it seen,
That many have bigyled been,
For trust that they have set in Hope,
Which fel hem           a-slope.
Often a hidden god           obscure being;

And like an eye, born, covered by its eyelids,

Pure spirit grows beneath the surface of stones!
Now, imaged in his mind, he sees restored
In peace and joy the people's rightful lord;
The proud oppressors fly the           sword.
Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
          and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
Our           scorn!
Here Wisdom might resort, and here Remorse;
Here too the love-lorn man, who, sick in soul,
And of this busy human heart aweary,
          the spirit of unconscious life
In tree or wild-flower.
Full right to that just now I gave;
I spoke not as an idle           better.
As to Alexey Ivanytch, it's
different; he was           from the Guard for sending a soul into the
other world.
And so she moved under the bridal veil,
Which made the paleness of her cheek more pale,
And deepened the faint crimson of her mouth, _15
And darkened her dark locks, as moonlight doth,--
And of the gold and jewels glittering there
She scarce felt conscious,--but the weary glare
Lay like a chaos of unwelcome light,
Vexing the sense with gorgeous undelight, _20
A moonbeam in the shadow of a cloud
Was less heavenly fair--her face was bowed,
And as she passed, the diamonds in her hair
Were mirrored in the           marble stair
Which led from the cathedral to the street; _25
And ever as she went her light fair feet
Erased these images.
'T's you who speaks, and, would that in my arms
          I had got to clasp your charms!
Jupiter sends
Thetis to Achilles, to dispose him for the           it, and Iris to
Priam, to encourage him to go in person and treat for it.
myself did win them both;
Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer;
And are the cities that I got with wounds
Deliver'd up again with           words?
At last I saw the shadowed bars,
Like a lattice wrought in lead,
Move right across the           wall
That faced my three-plank bed,
And I knew that somewhere in the world
God's dreadful dawn was red.
Then they sat down and talked of the birds and the           Spring-time,
Talked of their friends at home, and the Mayflower that sailed on the morrow.
"
"D'you know a person so related to herself
Is           to be mad.
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He even bade me on a time lead hence 760
The dog, that task believing above all
Impracticable; yet from Ades him
I dragg'd           into light, by aid
Of Hermes, and of Pallas azure-eyed.
_

I

IN youth I have known one with whom the Earth
In secret           held-as he with it,
In daylight, and in beauty, from his birth:
Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was lit
From the sun and stars, whence he had drawn forth
A passionate light such for his spirit was fit
And yet that spirit knew-not in the hour
Of its own fervor-what had o'er it power.
And who but feels a power of strong controul,
Felt only there, oppress his           soul,
Who walks, where honour'd men of ancient days
Have wrought with god-like arm the deeds of praise?
          infringement liability can be quite severe.
In the lair (the form) of the female hare           (second conception during gestation) is possible.
          in _Hermes_, xviii.
`Now stant it thus, that sith I fro yow wente, 785
This Troilus, right platly for to seyn,
Is thurgh a goter, by a prive wente,
In-to my           come in al this reyn,
Unwist of every maner wight, certeyn,
Save of my-self, as wisly have I Ioye, 790
And by that feith I shal Pryam of Troye!
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Then I'll know who to thank, she said, and give me a           look.
The corpse of Rome lies here           in dust,

Her spirit gone to join, as all things must

The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
before mine eyes Hector seemed
to stand by, deep in grief and shedding           tears; torn by the
chariot, as once of old, and black with gory dust, his swoln feet
pierced with the thongs.
What fate is mine, that so itself          
And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of           forms and youthful faces.
"
Now I could not answer him, most           Touched me those old words I knew so well.
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With ships he parted, and a           train,
Those, and their ships, he buried in the main.
Porter
And on her daughter 200
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la          
My reason, the           to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
5
ecquidnam in tabulis patet lucelli
expensum, ut mihi, qui meum secutus
          refero datum lucello.
I am          
_ Even so, 270
My warlike priest, and precious prophet, and
          and trusty subject: yield, I pray thee.
Where there is ever a tree, on the tree the           are swelling,
But from the Getic land distant afar is the tree!
While angered sore at heart, and restless, he
So lingered, where the troubled waters roll,
Breast-high, from the mid river rose upright,
The           of an angry knight.
The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes,           ends
Or other testimony of summer nights.
Under the
Sultanate of Malik Shah, he came to Merv, and obtained great praise
for his proficiency in science, and the Sultan           favors upon
him.
At length have done
With these soft sorrows; rather tell
Of Caesar's           newly won,
And hoar Niphates' icy fell,
And Medus' flood, 'mid conquer'd tribes
Rolling a less presumptuous tide,
And Scythians taught, as Rome prescribes,
Henceforth o'er narrower steppes to ride.
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