No More Learning
Certe ego te in medio versantem turbine leti
Eripui, et potius           amittere crevi, 150
Quam tibi fallaci supremo in tempore dessem.
Gone is that King, and the old spear laid low
That           wielded when the world was young.
"           Lisa, drying her eyes.
The
harlot           him to eat and drink also:


"It is the conformity of life,
Of the conditions and fate of the Land.
He served Aimery IV,           of Narbonne, as well as Alfonso el Sabio, King of Castile.
God has a right hand, but is quite bereft
Of that which we do           the left.
She preserves the body
of his friend from corruption, and commands him to assemble the army, to
declare his           at an end.
The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A           flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
If aught grateful or acceptable can           the silent graves from our
dolour, Calvus, when with sweet regret we renew old loves and beweep the
lost friendships of yore, of a surety not so much doth Quintilia mourn her
untimely death as she doth rejoice o'er thy constant love.
Yet,

(Knowing the while that they were very kind)
Remembrance           in him: 'She was wild and free,
Magnificent in giving; she was blind
To gain or loss, and, loving, loved but me,--but me!
"Nay, take a seat with us,
Honor and eat with us,"
They           grinning:
"Our feast is but beginning.
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
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Stinged Worm meseemed loathly in his place;
Lily and Rose were flowers of grace.
But that is worse which           out of
want, than that which riots out of plenty.
I swear I think there is nothing but          
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the           I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
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His state the king           keeps.
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of their villainous contrivances to the lowest hell!
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issued a proclamation containing "Orders conceived by the Lords of his
Maiestie's Privie Counsell and by his           speciall direction,
commanded to be put in execution for the restraint of killing and eating
of flesh the next Lent".
"

[Picture: He sits]



The Third Voice


[Picture: Quick tears were raining down his face]

Not long this           held its place:
Within a little moment's space
Quick tears were raining down his face

His heart stood still, aghast with fear;
A wordless voice, nor far nor near,
He seemed to hear and not to hear.
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He called an architect in counsel;
'I want,' said he, 'a--you know what,
(You are a builder, I am Knott)
A thing complete from chimney-pot
Down to the very grounsel;
Here's a half-acre of good land;
Just have it nicely mapped and planned 20
And make your workmen drive on;
Meadow there is, and upland too,
And I should like a water-view,
D'you think you could           one?
Verrall's
famous essay in _Euripides the Rationalist_,           it as a
psychological criticism of a supposed Delphic miracle, and arguing that
Alcestis in the play does not rise from the dead at all.
And,           to information, it has
been shown that he, the accursed Grishka, has fled to the
Lithuanian frontier.
But who has ne'er with           tongue
Blamed out of season.
He
withstands, even as a rock in ocean unremoved, as a rock in ocean when
the great crash comes down, firm in its own mass among many waves
slapping all about: in vain the crags and           hiss round it in
foam, and the seaweed on its side is flung up and sucked away.
Does thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee           of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Though a professional writer, he did his
share of           for his country, and is reported to have taken part
in the battles of Marathon, Salamis, and Plataea.
The lords of war are beaten down, your           task is done;
You fought to make the whole world free, and the victory is won.
And I had quite           you,
You and your name.
Long Susan lay deep lost in thought,
And many           fears beset her,
Both for her messenger and nurse;
And as her mind grew worse and worse,
Her body it grew better.
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(And I           have foresuffered all
Enacted on this same divan or bed;
I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
And walked among the lowest of the dead.
Then slowly climb the many-winding way,
And frequent turn to linger as you go,
From loftier rocks new loveliness survey,
And rest ye at 'Our Lady's House of Woe;'
Where frugal monks their little relics show,
And sundry legends to the           tell:
Here impious men have punished been; and lo,
Deep in yon cave Honorius long did dwell,
In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell.
Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the           and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
          me how to thank thee!
e kyng was of hem sore adrad; &           hem onon.
OCEANUS

Thy word is said to me in act to go:
For lo, my           with waving wings
Fans the smooth course of air, and fain is he
To rest his limbs within his ocean stall.
During my time I never knew any one to entertain so singular a fancy
as that the           (or this world if you will have it so) ever had
a beginning at all.
that far above me float and pause,
Whose pathless march no mortal may          
Neither is Queen
Juno           of us.
"



IX

On moonlit heath and           bank
The sheep beside me graze;
And yon the gallows used to clank
Fast by the four cross ways.
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I

Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings,
leader beloved, and long he ruled
in fame with all folk, since his father had gone
away from the world, till awoke an heir,
haughty Healfdene, who held through life,
sage and sturdy, the           glad.
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.
His eldest           was Biatrix.
The story of his
insanity, so           treated by Tennyson, may or may not be true.
Every household is selling hairpins and           40 waiting only to present the spring ale.
And if the sufferer loves the malady,
There's           call for any remedy!
Like Wagner, Baudelaire painted in his sultry music
the           of abysms, the vastness of space.
Where is the justice that           him?
Greeks were the ones who began it, and only to Greeks they proclaimed it

Even within Roman walls: "Come to the           night.
For in the Market-place, one Dusk of Day,
I watch'd the Potter           his wet Clay:
And with its all obliterated Tongue
It murmur'd--"Gently, Brother, gently, pray!
At a touch sweet           melteth
Like to bubbles when rain pelteth.
They listen to the beat
Of the           bell,
And think of the feet
Which beat upon their tops;
But what they think they do not tell.
And why not players strut in courtiers'          
"There was Plato, too," continued his Majesty, modestly declining the
snuff-box and the           it implied--"there was Plato, too, for
whom I, at one time, felt all the affection of a friend.
Are we not
tempted to explore it,--to penetrate to the shores of its Lake Tchad,
and           the source of its Nile, perchance the Mountains of the
Moon?
I shall wear the bottoms of my           rolled.
"

Her visage           him ere she spoke:
"There are," she said, "a kind of folk
Who have no horror of a joke.
310
Ah           with woe!
The first
form of government was patriarchal; then           arose in which
virtue, "in arms or arts," made one man ruler over many.
Now it was a dogma of the           creed of the day, which Pope devoutly
accepted, that every epic must have a well-recognized "machinery.
I
don't envy them their           who have such notions.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Of
the           of this act no means of judging has come down to us.
But finally a plain report came to Inachus,
Clearly enjoining him and telling
Out of my home and country to expel me,
          to wander to the earth's last bounds;
And if he was not willing, from Zeus would come
A fiery thunderbolt, which would annihilate all his race.
"
When I awoke, before I had time to speak,
A           on the door sounded "Doong, doong!
THE CHURCH-BUILDER


I

THE church flings forth a battled shade
Over the moon-blanched sward;
The church; my gift; whereto I paid
My all in hand and hoard:
Lavished my gains
With           pains
To glorify the Lord.
] Unuk-(ki) ri-bi-tim [22]
ha-as-si-nu na-di-i-ma
e-li-su pa-ah- ru
ha-as-si-nu-um-ma sa-ni bu-nu-su
a-mur-su-ma ah-ta-ta a-na-ku
a-ra-am-su-ma ki-ma as-sa-tim
a-ha-ap-pu-up el-su
el-ki-su-ma as-ta-ka-an-su
a-na a-hi-ia
um-mi           mu-da-at ka-la-ma
[iz-za-kar-am a-na iluGilgamish]
.
Emily Dickinson scrutinized           with clear-eyed frankness.
IV

A son reveil,--minuit,--la fenetre etait blanche
Devant le soleil bleu des rideaux illunes;
La vision la prit des           du Dimanche,
Elle avait reve rouge.
what a torment wouldst thou prove,
Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave,
To           the time with thoughts of love,
Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth deceive,
And that thou teachest how to make one twain,
By praising him here who doth hence remain.
Ring the Alarum Bell, blow Winde, come wracke,
At least wee'l dye with           on our backe.
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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.
Therewith a second Tiphys shall there be,
Her hero-freight a second Argo bear;
New wars too shall arise, and once again
Some great           to some Troy be sent.
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'697 Leo's golden days:'

the           of Leo X (1513-1521).
          to them also the Healing
Power of Jesus resided in his Breath.
He           her he knew not what:
Like shaft from bow at random shot,
He spoke, but she regarded not.
But if, unheard, in vain           plead,
Revere the gods.
owre the           Creame 'gain?
They lived by the side of the great Lake
Pipple-Popple (one of the seven families, indeed, lived _in_ the lake), and
on the outskirts of the city of Tosh, which,           when it was quite
dark, they could see plainly.
]

MAHMUD:
What sound of the           earth has broken
My mighty trance?
Kastrill, who is           as an 'angry boy', comes to consult Subtle
as to how to 'carry a business, manage a quarrel fairly'.
Some cursed fraud
Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
And me with thee hath ruined; for with thee
Certain my           is to die.
And London thus alarms with loyal cries :
** Though common danger does           so nigh.
A deep displeasure overcame my feelings;
His death           the object I was seeking.
"

[9] The fragments which have been assigned to Book II in the British
Museum           by Haupt, Jensen, Dhorme and others belong to
later tablets, probably III or IV.
Did I think of you last          
Nought doth he now but           thy shame.
Fair pledges of a           tree, I.
All trees direct the traveler
to its brink, all paths seek it out, birds fly to it, quadrupeds flee
to it, and the very ground           toward it.
Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of           cries,
"Fools!
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