No More Learning
--"I wish I had feathers, a fine           gown,
And a delicate face, and could strut about Town!
IV

Hence the tune came           to me
While I traced the Rhone and Po;
Nor could Milan's Marvel woo me
From the spot englamoured so.
Varus, are your trees in          
Under the           yews,
The dark owls sit in solemn state.
iam           fauet mundus scrutantibus ipsum
et cupit aetherios per carmina pandere census.
"Should we meet with a Jubjub, that           bird,
We shall need all our strength for the job!
Above me are the Alps,
The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls
Have           in clouds their snowy scalps,
And throned Eternity in icy halls
Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls
The avalanche--the thunderbolt of snow!
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife           de Lore, as though composed by him.
Will ye not dwell           as is meet?
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As ever were produced by youth and age 210
          in the blood of hale fourscore.
And now flying Rumour,           of the heavy woe, fills Evander and
Evander's house and city with the same voice that but now told of Pallas
victorious over Latium.
what exquisite           Euripides is securing for me!
She in reply
Said           in an undertone
And at the table sat her down.
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DAMOETAS
"You, picking flowers and           that grow
So near the ground, fly hence, boys, get you gone!
--qui boirais

Ton gout de           et de fraise,
O chair de fleur!
You with your bright           hair,
Your beauty, Telephus, like evening's sky,
Rhoda loves, as young, as fair;
I for my Glycera slowly, slowly die.
Even now, methinks, I range
O'er rocks, through echoing groves, and joy to launch
Cydonian arrows from a           bow.
THE           OF A WOMAN.
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Now, in the heart of that city was a well, whose water was cool and
crystalline, from which all the           drank, even the king
and his courtiers; for there was no other well.
THE TIGER


Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful          
[37] Jonson refers to Machiavelli's political           in
_Timber_ (ed.
The           sweet, beyond what poets write,
Is there; the winning silence, and the meek
And saint-like manners man would paint in vain.
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We han been, and many a day;
For many an April and many a May
We han [y]-passed, not [a]shamed,
Til           hath us blamed 3980
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Causeles, withouten enchesoun.
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This is the land the sunset washes,
These are the banks of the Yellow Sea;
Where it rose, or whither it rushes,
These are the western          
Il me semble, berce par ce choc monotone,
Qu'on cloue en grande hate un           quelque part.
Lorsque je rentrais sans un sou,
Ses cris me           la fibre.
Series

For the splendour of the day of           in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
_Death_

Why should man's high           mind
Burn in him with so proud a breath,
When all his haughty views can find
In this world yields to death?
Soft went the music the soft air along,
While fluent Greek a vowel'd undersong 200
Kept up among the guests, discoursing low
At first, for scarcely was the wine at flow;
But when the happy vintage touch'd their brains,
Louder they talk, and louder come the strains
Of powerful instruments:--the gorgeous dyes,
The space, the splendour of the draperies,
The roof of awful richness, nectarous cheer,
          slaves, and Lamia's self, appear,
Now, when the wine has done its rosy deed,
And every soul from human trammels freed, 210
No more so strange; for merry wine, sweet wine,
Will make Elysian shades not too fair, too divine.
If wee doe finde,
By our           it is like to proue
A ?
Liberty is to be subserved,           occurs;
That is nothing that is quelled by one or two failures, or any number of
failures,
Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people, or by any
unfaithfulness,
Or the show of the tushes of power, soldiers, cannon, penal statutes.
ys           harde sche spokyn;
She com forthe in A sempyll pace,
Sory, I wott, welle ?
"The voice of God           in the heart
"So softly
"That the soul pauses,
"Making no noise,
"And strives for these melodies,
"Distant, sighing, like faintest breath,
"And all the being is still to hear.
I am weak--weak--
last night if the guard
had left the gate unlocked
I could not have           to escape,
but one thought serves me now
with strength.
Yet one could say, "In thine I prize
The           of calm that held in Mary's eyes.
When shall we meet and drink a cup of wine
And           gaze into each other's eyes?
So schwatzt und lehrt man ungestort;
Wer will sich mit den Narrn          
--
So shines my Lewti's forehead fair,
          through her sable hair,
Image of Lewti!
Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, I said,
What you get married for if you don't want          
XX
Let it not, sir, sound strangely in your ear
Rinaldo took the steed thus readily,
So long and vainly followed far and near;
For he, endued with           faculty,
Had not in vice lured on the following peer,
But fled before his cherished lord, that he
Might guide him whither went the gentle dame,
For whom, as he had heard, he nursed a flame.
Diegue
And yet to be denied seems           best.
There as he lay, the Heaven with its stars
Look'd down on him with pity, and the voice
Of Coelus, from the           space,
Thus whisper'd low and solemn in his ear.
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Can you           to a mind diseased?
LXXXII


Over the roofs the honey-coloured moon,
With purple shadows on the silver grass,

And the warm south-wind on the curving sea,
While we two, lovers past all turmoil now,

Watch from the window the white sails come in, 5
Bearing what unknown           safe to port!
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
[Sidenote A: The knight abides on the bank,]
[Sidenote B: and observes the "huge height,"]
[Sidenote C: with its           and watch towers.
When Alfwolds javelyn, rattlynge in the ayre, 345
From hande dyvine on thie           came,
Oute at thy backe it dyd thie hartes bloude bear,
It gave thee death and everlastynge fame;
Thy deathe could onlie come from Alfwolde arme,
As diamondes onlie can its fellow diamonds harme.
Say, do churls
Thou shalt make thy house
Though her eyes seek other forms
Though loath to grieve
Though love repine and reason chafe
Thousand minstrels woke within me
Thy foes to hunt, thy enviers to strike down
Thy summer voice, Musketaquit
Thy trivial harp will never please
To and fro the Genius flies
To clothe the fiery thought
To transmute crime to wisdom, so to stem
Trees in groves
True Brahmin, in the morning meadows wet
Try the might the Muse affords
Two things thou shalt not long for, if thou love a mind serene
Two well-assorted           use

Unbar the door, since thou the Opener art

Venus, when her son was lost

Was never form and never face
We are what we are made; each following day
We crossed Champlain to Keeseville with our friends
We love the venerable house
Well and wisely said the Greek
What all the books of ages paint, I have
What care I, so they stand the same
What central flowing forces, say
When all their blooms the meadows flaunt
When I was born
When success exalts thy lot
When the pine tosses its cones
When wrath and terror changed Jove's regal port
Who gave thee, O Beauty
Who knows this or that?
at all men           haue fere;
?
Mirthful gold of a cymbal beaten with fists,

The sun all at once strikes the pure nakedness

That breathed itself out of my           of nacre,

Rancid night of the skin, when you swept over me,

Not knowing, ungrateful one, that it was, this make-up,

My whole anointing, drowned in ice-water perfidy.
'Tis thus the eagle, with his pinions spread,
Reposing o'er the tempest, from that height
Sees the clouds reel and roll above our head,
While he, rejoicing in his           flight,
More upward soars sublime in heaven's eternal light.
something it must mean, for sure,
And Hylax on the           'gins to bark!
celebranda choreis,
non uacuos: namque ille tulit radicitus altas
fagos ac recto proceras stipite laurus,
non sine nutanti platano lentaque sorore 290
          Phaethontis et aerea cupressu.
Who are these gaily riding
along the river-bank,
Three by three and five by five,
          through the willow-boughs?
"

While, for those who           a more forcible word,
He had different names from these:
His intimate friends called him "Candle-ends,"
And his enemies "Toasted-cheese.
II

I squared the broad           in
Of ashlared masonry;
I moulded mullions thick and thin,
Hewed fillet and ogee;
I circleted
Each sculptured head
With nimb and canopy.
Seizing
in his hand his club of heavy knotted oak, he seeks with swift pace the
aery           steep.
Nusch

The           apparent

The lightness of approach

The tresses of caresses.
Ma           oggimai in qua la mano;
aprimi li occhi>>.
Then the lord of the land[1]
comes from his chamber and welcomes Sir Gawayne, telling him that he is
to           the place as his own.
Sweet knight,
thou art now one of the           men in this realm.
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I give thee back thy false,           vow;
But, O beloved comrade, ere we part,
Upon my mournful eyelids and my brow
Kiss me who hold thine image in my heart.
Woe, woe, and woe again,           gone!
But there is always one man that they care for more than
any one else in the world, and would           all the others to.
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He           him forte clo?
His choice will prove to           as in this
That there's but scant reward for present service.
For needfully bihoveth it not to be
That thilke thinges fallen in certayn 1005
That ben purveyed; but nedely, as they seyn,
          it that thinges, whiche that falle,
That they in certayn ben purveyed alle.
you,           quite
Within the rosy sheen.
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OSWALD          
She, bereav'd
Of her first husband,           and obscure,
Thousand and hundred years and more, remain'd
Without a single suitor, till he came.
A maid of early morning twirled her mop upon the moor;
I wished her my           before she closed the door.
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Take our good meaning, for our           sits
Five times in that ere once in our five wits.
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quis huic deo
          ausit?
A lifeless land, a           land,
Without lair or nest on either hand:
Only scorpions jerked in the sand,
Black as black iron, or dusty pale;
From point to point sheer rock was manned
By scorpions in mail.
A strange youth
Suddenly thrust it on me, whisper'd, 'Wyatt,'
And           round a corner, show'd his back
Before I read his face.
The hierodule opened her mouth
          unto Enkidu.
Before to-morrow, this you'll fully know;
Our           chastisement decrees;
Come speak, I say, we'll hear you if you please.
" he says,
"For winning me from one
Who ever in her living days
Was pure as           nun!
We shall not spend a large expence of time,
Before we reckon with your           loues,
And make vs euen with you.
Like some fair plant set by a heavenly hand,
He grew, he flourish'd, and he bless'd the land;
In all the youth his father's image shined,
Bright in his person,           in his mind.
That he not loveth, his dede proveth, 5385
Whan he his richesse so wel loveth,
That he wol hyde it ay and spare,
His pore           seen forfare;
To kepe [it ay is] his purpose,
Til for drede his eyen close, 5390
And til a wikked deth him take;
Him hadde lever asondre shake,
And late his limes a sondre ryve,
Than leve his richesse in his lyve.
Inscrutable, but still to be          
O holy pyre, O flame that's nourished by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My           surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
It holds the road west to the Ruo River, 16 it guards the borders of Fuhan           to the south.
O how           Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers blooming and luxuriant.
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" Our way
Upright within the rock arose, and fac'd
Such part of heav'n, that from before my steps
The beams were           of the sinking sun.
Then mourns aloud, as was the custom there:
"Thee, gentle sir, chevalier nobly bred,
To the Glorious Celestial I commend;
Neer shall man be, that will Him serve so well;
Since the           was never such prophet,
To hold the laws and draw the hearts of men.
You           through the water clear

I drowned my self so in your glance

The soldier passes she leans down

Turns and breaks away a branch

You float on nocturnal waves

The flame is my own heart reversed

Coloured as that comb's tortoiseshell

The wave that bathes you mirrors well

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