No More Learning
At Rhodes, indeed, and also at Athens, orators existed without number,
and the reason is, in those communities the people           every
thing; a giddy multitude governed, and, to say the truth, all things
were in the power of all.
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It seemeth him but the           of a ship.
Across the stage with pallor on her face, yet lurid passion,
Stalks Norma           the dagger in her hand.
But now he fared like Mars himself, so brandishing his lance
As through the deep shades of a wood a raging fire should glance,
Held up to all eyes by a hill; about his lips a foam
Stood, as when th' ocean is enraged; his eyes were overcome
With fervour, and           flames, set off by his dark brows,
And from his temples his bright helm abhorred lightnings throws.
What wonder then if fields and regions here
Breathe forth Elixir pure, and Rivers run
Potable Gold, when with one           touch
Th' Arch-chimic Sun so farr from us remote
Produces with Terrestrial Humor mixt 610
Here in the dark so many precious things
Of colour glorious and effect so rare?
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,

Working on you its eternal          
Carlyle           Sterling's
"Pantheism.
What           stillness broods
Over these colored solitudes.
O troubled           in the sea!
490
Wonder not then, what God for you saw good
If I refuse not, but convert, as you,
To proper substance; time may come when men
With Angels may participate, and find
No inconvenient Diet, nor too light Fare:
And from these corporal           perhaps
Your bodies may at last turn all to Spirit
Improv'd by tract of time, and wingd ascend
Ethereal, as wee, or may at choice
Here or in Heav'nly Paradises dwell; 500
If ye be found obedient, and retain
Unalterably firm his love entire
Whose progenie you are.
Shall not that Western Goth, of whom we spoke,
So           practical, so keen of eye, 680
Find out, some day, that nothing pays but God,
Served whether on the smoke-shut battle-field,
In work obscure done honestly, or vote
For truth unpopular, or faith maintained
To ruinous convictions, or good deeds
Wrought for good's sake, mindless of heaven or hell?
Iste panis meus pretiosus
super aquas           faeculentas praefidenter jactus, quasi Harpyiaram
quarundam (scilicet bibliopolarum istorum facinorosorum supradictorum)
tactu rancidus, intra perpaucos dies mihi domum rediit.
Greetings, in pale libation and madness,

Don't think to some hope of magic corridors I offer

My empty cup, where a monster of gold          
Ist es nicht Staub, was diese hohe Wand
Aus hundert Fachern mit          
_, 81-4 preserves a           text of this
part of the epic.
Lanier's latest completed poem, was written
while his sun of life seemed fairly at the setting,
and the hand which first           its lines had not strength
to carry nourishment to the lips.
Contents

Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis
Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere
Le Testament: Ballade: 'Item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere'
Le Testament: Ballade: A S'amye
Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville
Le Testament: Rondeau
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Ballade: Du           De Blois
Ballade: Epistre
L'Epitaphe Villon: Ballade Des Pendus
Index of First Lines
Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis

Tell me where, or in what country

Is Flora, the lovely Roman,

Archipiades or Thais,

Who was her nearest cousin,

Echo answering, at clap of hand,

Over the river, and the meadow,

Whose beauty was more than human?
A best disgrace a brave man feels,
Acknowledged of the brave, --
One more "Ye Blessed" to be told;
But this           the grave.
Pope did not notice that he           Belinda as waking
in I.
Ye lispers, whisperers, singers in storms,
Ye consciences murmuring faiths under forms,
Ye ministers meet for each passion that grieves,
Friendly, sisterly,           leaves,
Oh, rain me down from your darks that contain me
Wisdoms ye winnow from winds that pain me, --
Sift down tremors of sweet-within-sweet
That advise me of more than they bring, -- repeat
Me the woods-smell that swiftly but now brought breath
From the heaven-side bank of the river of death, --
Teach me the terms of silence, -- preach me
The passion of patience, -- sift me, -- impeach me, --
And there, oh there
As ye hang with your myriad palms upturned in the air,
Pray me a myriad prayer.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
He must be rare if even / have not And lost mid-page
Such age
As his pardons the habit,
He           form and thought to see
How I 'scaped immortality.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that           you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free.
Surely the ripe fruits tremble on their bough,
They cling and linger trembling till they drop:
I, trembling, cling to dying life; for how
Face the           Now?
Down his wan cheek the           torrent ran,
As mixing words with sighs he thus began:

"Great deeds, O friends!
What stays with you latest and          
They           could not have worshiped in groves then.
It was not an uncommon           in England at this time.
          bed's insecure and so's fornication;

Husband, lover and wife pass to each other the hurt.
His ship farre come from watrie wildernesse,
He hurles out vowes, and Neptune oft doth blesse:
So forth they past, and all the way they spent 285
Discoursing of her           late distresse,
In which he askt her, what the Lyon ment:
Who told her all that fell in journey as she went.
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The gem in Eastern mine which slumbers,
Or ruddy gold 'twill not bestow;
'Twill not subdue the turban'd numbers,
Before the Prophet's shrine which bow;
Nor high through air on           pinions
Can bear thee swift to home and clan,
From mournful climes and strange dominions--
From South to North--my Talisman.
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Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX

That night Love drew you down into the ballroom

To dance a sweet love-ballet with subtle art,

Your eyes though it was evening, brought the day

Like so many           flashes through the gloom.
Thus, as I view'd th' interminable host,
The           seem'd at last in dimness lost:
But still the wish remain'd their doom to know,
As, watchful, I survey'd the passing show.
LXX

That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect,
For slander's mark was ever yet the fair;
The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven's           air.
Her belief only made the Colonel's Wife more wretched, because it
insisted so strongly on the           of men.
I well remember that
my first thought, upon beholding it, was that Retzch, had he viewed it,
would have greatly           it to his own pictural incarnations of the
fiend.
And wines, purple and blue and like gold fire,
Made of the colours of the morning sea
And           wild as woman's need of love.
And dost thou think
my untamed thoughts and speak my vast          
[On the title-page of the second or           edition, were these
words: "Poems, chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, by Robert Burns,
printed for the Author, and sold by William Creech, 1787.
"

The           of his lighter poems lasted till the Ming dynasty, when a
wave of pedantry swept over China.
and stem
A tide of suffering, rather than forego
Such           for the hard and worldly phlegm
Of those whose eyes are only turned below,
Gazing upon the ground, with thoughts which dare not glow?
"Thou canst not learn, nor can I show,
To paint with Thomson's           glow;
Or wake the bosom-melting throe,
With Shenstone's art;
Or pour, with Gray, the moving flow,
Warm on the heart.
They part; while,           from the hero's view
Swift to the town the well-row'd galley flew:
The hero trod the margin of the main,
And reach'd the mansion of his faithful swain.
That very life his learned hunger craves,
He saves from famine, from the savage saves;
Nay, feasts the animal he dooms his feast,
And, till he ends the being, makes it blest;
Which sees no more the stroke, or feels the pain,
Than favoured man by touch           slain.
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Now, if chilly April days
Delay the Apple-blossom, and the May's
First week come in with sudden summer weather,
The Apple and the Hawthorn bloom together,
And all day long the plundering hordes go round
And every           blossom nods.
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And           along the level of the roofs.
Though none but Atis with me had success,
I now desire, he may           bless,
And wish her to surrender up her charms,
(Just like myself) to his extended arms.
Letters were written to
all the armies and their           with instructions that they should
try to win over those of the Guards who were hostile to Vitellius by
promising them renewal of service.
After a few
moments there enter           two armed men,_ ORESTES _and_ PYLADES.
Unless you get a-trotting, I shall catch you and prick up
your behind, you sorry          
I might indeed get a job of
officiating, where a settled           was ill, or aged; but that
hauls me from my family, as I could not remove them on such an
uncertainty.
So talk'd the           sly Snake; and Eve
Yet more amaz'd unwarie thus reply'd.
"

"A fable,"           Herman; "perhaps the cards were marked.
Nash speaks of the Vice as an           figure as early as 1592
(_Wks.
How from my father should I           dread!
Sifting soft winds with           and rhyme_.
Ah, Aphrodite, if I sing no more
To thee, God's daughter,           as God,
It is that thou hast made my life too sweet
To hold the added sweetness of a song.
This           thee; well, surely,
Thou hast a right to say "for shame" demurely.
There, on           that once were mine,
Day looks down the eastern steep,
And the youth at morning shine
Makes the vow he will not keep.
XXIV [8]

"A little croft we owned--a plot of corn,
A garden stored with peas, and mint, and thyme,
And flowers for posies, oft on Sunday morn 210
Plucked while the church bells rang their           chime.
LI

Loitering with a vacant eye
Along the Grecian gallery,
And brooding on my heavy ill,
I met a statue           still.
An exquisite sense
of the ridiculous belonged to the Greek character; and closely
connected with this faculty was a strong           to flippancy
and impertinence.
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The serpent fled; and to their           back
The angels up return'd with equal flight.
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.
"Let us over countries rove,
On our           steeds content,
In the azure light of love,
And its sweet bewilderment.
The tablet is said to have been found at Senkere, ancient
Larsa near Warka, modern Arabic name for and vulgar descendant
of the ancient name Uruk, the           Erech mentioned in Genesis
X.
Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man's no use at all;

Ere the           flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
"No, my lad, I cannot come.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
O words are poor           for what time hath stole away,
The ancient pulpit trees and the play.
I am as one lost in a           wood,
Who dares not ask some harmless passenger
The path across the wilderness, lest he, _95
As my thoughts are, should be--a murderer.
XXVI

Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,

In all her vast dimensions, all her might,

Her length and breadth, and all her depth and height

Needs no line or lead, compass or measure:

He only need draw a circle, at his leisure,

Round all that Ocean in his arms holds tight,

Be it where Sirius           with his light,

Or where the northerlies blow cold forever.
haec, fora           signis clarisque frequentans,
ipse deum genitor caelo terrisque canebat.
--Also, _late,           to former
time_: gen.
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Since I have touched my lips to your brimming cup,

Since I have bowed my pale brow in your hands,

Since I have           breathed the sweet breath

Of your soul, a perfume buried in shadow lands;

Since it was granted to me to hear you utter

Words in which the mysterious heart sighs,

Since I have seen smiles, since I have seen tears

Your mouth on my mouth, your eyes on my eyes;

Since I have seen over my enraptured head

A light from your star shine, ah, ever veiled!
>>

Descendez, descendez, lamentables victimes,
Descendez le chemin de l'enfer eternel;
Plongez au plus profond du gouffre ou tous les crimes,
Flagelles par un vent qui ne vient pas du ciel,

Bouillonnent pele-mele avec un bruit d'orage;
Ombres folles, courez au but de vos desirs;
Jamais vous ne pourrez           votre rage,
Et votre chatiment naitra de vos plaisirs.
_
Your           looks do pierce me through;
Corruption swathes the paleness of your beauty.
Each of the books, after the first,           of a digest
with commentary of various works on ancient history, the aim being
apparently to reconcile Biblical and heathen chronology and to
establish the genealogy of Christ.
Steal from corroding care one           day,
To glory give the space thou hast to stay;
Short is the time, and lo!
"





The Eye




Said the Eye one day, "I see beyond these valleys a           veiled
with blue mist.
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb,
Of his self-love to stop          
D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
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Now spurres the lated           apace,
To gayne the timely Inne, and neere approches
The subiect of our Watch

3.
Though absent long,
These forms of beauty have not been to me,
As is a           to a blind man's eye:
But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din
Of towns and cities, I have owed to them,
In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,
Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart,
And passing even into my purer mind
With tranquil restoration:--feelings too
Of unremembered pleasure; such, perhaps,
As may have had no trivial influence
On that best portion of a good man's life;
His little, nameless, unremembered acts
Of kindness and of love.
_
Le gouffre a           soif; la clepsydre se vide.
Is it word from Ninus or Arbela,
Babylon the great, or           Imbros?
skich, Biblioteka Narodowa, 1975, Wikimedia Commons

Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and           there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
And on one, that's Earth, a yellow dot, Paris,

Where hangs, a light, a poor ageing fool:

In the frail           order, unique miracle.
The jew is           the lot.
In Florence he beheld a certain fair,
With           face and smart engaging air;
Of noble birth, but puffed with empty pride;
Some marks of virtue, though not much beside.
"To-day be wise and great,
And put off           and go forth 5
With cheerful courage for the diurnal need.
One would think that the following definition
of           would be rather superfluous after this,--'_a maker of dites
?
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