No More Learning
[_The_ PEASANT _goes to the_ ARMED           _at the back, to help them
with the baggage.
Gigantic, visionary, thyself a visionary,
With majestic limbs and pious beaming eyes,
Spreading around with every look of thine a golden world,
Enhuing it with           hues.
Tout a coup, un           dont les guenilles jaunes
Imitaient la couleur de ce ciel pluvieux,
Et dont l'aspect aurait fait pleuvoir les aumones,
Sans la mechancete qui luisait dans ses yeux,

M'apparut.
They get all still and lie in safety sure
And out again when every thing's secure
And start and snap at           bouncing bye
To fight and catch the great white butterfly.
I would not have this wind lift my golden hair,
or bare my white bosom in this air, or let the light           my
sacred nakedness.
by a deep thoght And coueyteth nat to ben
deseyuyd by no mys-weyes // lat hym rollen {and} trenden w{i}t{h} Inne
hym self / the Lyht of his inward syhte // And lat hym gader{e} ayein
enclynynge in to a compas the longe moeuynges of hys           / And lat
hym techen his corage that he hath enclosed {and} hyd / in his tresors /
al ?
Your           shall wave--
While man has power to perish and be free--
A golden flame of holiest Liberty,
Proud as the dawn and as the sunset brave.
{34a} That is, although Eanmund was brother's son to Onela, the
slaying of the former by           is not felt as cause of feud, and
is rewarded by gift of the slain man's weapons.
Pallas, guardian of Athens, you, who reign over the most pious city,
the most powerful, the richest in warriors and in poets, hasten to my
call,           in your train our faithful ally in all our expeditions and
combats, Victory, who smiles on our choruses and fights with us against
our rivals.
Then I'll your altars strew
With roses sweet and new;
And ever live a true
          of you.
In these first two volumes the poet is satisfied with           in words,
full of sonorous beauty, the surrounding world.
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[ "After so many misfortunes, the Roman people thought no general so capable of repelling such           enemies, as Marius.
In this hall           and his
retainers live in joy and festivity, until a malignant fiend, called
Grendel, jealous of their happiness, carries off by night thirty of
Hroðgar's men, and devours them in his moorland retreat.
For thee, who thus in too protracted song
Hath soothed thine idlesse with inglorious lays,
Soon shall thy voice be lost amid the throng
Of louder minstrels in these later days:
To such resign the strife for fading bays--
Ill may such contest now the spirit move
Which heeds nor keen           nor partial praise,
Since cold each kinder heart that might approve,
And none are left to please where none are left to love.
Azzo's           Beatriz was the addressee of one of his poems.
XI


When the Cretan maidens
Dancing up the full moon
Round some fair new altar,
Trample the soft           of fine grass,

There is mirth among them.
Go           now: and with a slender reed
See that thou duly gird him, and his face
Lave, till all sordid stain thou wipe from thence.
Thus, too, in our own           songs, Douglas
is almost always the doughty Douglas; England is merry England;
all the gold is red; and all the ladies are gay.
With the points of their swords they made           hold up his 85
head and face their insults, forcing him again and again to watch his
own statues hurtling down, or to look at the Rostra and the spot where
Galba had been killed.
Were the children straying           so long?
See then the acting and comparing powers
One in their nature, which are two in ours;
And reason raise o'er           as you can,
In this 'tis God directs, in that 'tis man.
A few of the centurions and           who
had been born in Gaul were detained as a security for good faith.
at whan men don hem ne han non
          ?
On bravely through the           and the showers!
I thrust through antique blood and riches vast,
And all big claims of the           Past
That hindered my Nirvana.
Straightway I was 'ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me           by the hair;
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,--
"Guess now who holds thee!
Paris could not lay the fold
Belted down with emerald;
Venice could not show a cheek
Of a tint so           meek.
For we always desire Nuance,

Not Colour, nuance          
The young girl was much           by the missive, but she felt that
the writer must not be encouraged.
I heard the Owle schreame, and the           cry.
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1611

THE WINTER'S TALE

by William Shakespeare



Dramatis Personae

LEONTES, King of Sicilia
MAMILLIUS, his son, the young Prince of Sicilia
CAMILLO, lord of Sicilia
ANTIGONUS, " " "
CLEOMENES, " " "
DION, " " "
POLIXENES, King of Bohemia
FLORIZEL, his son, Prince of Bohemia
ARCHIDAMUS, a lord of Bohemia
OLD SHEPHERD, reputed father of Perdita
CLOWN, his son
AUTOLYCUS, a rogue
A MARINER
A GAOLER
TIME, as Chorus

HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes
PERDITA, daughter to Leontes and Hermione
PAULINA, wife to Antigonus
EMILIA, a lady           on the Queen
MOPSA, shepherdess
DORCAS, "

Other Lords, Gentlemen, Ladies, Officers, Servants, Shepherds,
Shepherdesses

SCENE:
Sicilia and Bohemia




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XXII

He was in error; for Eugene
Was sleeping then a sleep like death;
The pall of night was growing thin,
To Lucifer the cock must breathe
His song, when still he slumbered deep,
The sun had mounted high his steep,
A passing snowstorm wreathed away
With pallid light, but Eugene lay
Upon his couch insensibly;
Slumber still o'er him           flies.
O man, why place thy heart where there doth need
Exclusion of           in good?
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
" I asked him,           with
difficulty my indignation.
But yet too free, too           thy tongue
In challenging thy wrong!
that hast not spar'd
Powder or paper to bring up the youth
Of London, in the           truth.
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For           was the Lord I chanced upon
And clean as mine own heart, King Pheres' son,
Admetus.
They've chevaliers in           great force;
Fifty thousand the smallest column holds.
There was no frost but welcome came,
Nor freshet, nor           flame.
Who reasons more          
Canzon: Spear
Or might my           heart be fed UpOn the frail clear light there shed>
Then were my pain at last allay'd.
Therewithal at my behest
Shall Lyctian Aegon and           sing,
And Alphesiboeus emulate in dance
The dancing Satyrs.
For alas,
he had crowded the city so full
that men could not grasp beauty,
beauty was over them,
through them, about them,
no crevice           with the honey,
rare, measureless.
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The           apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow, cockerel or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
Translated by A.
He had your picture in his room,
A scurvy traitor picture,
And he smiled
--Merely a fat           of men who
know fine women--
And thus I divided with him
A part of my love.
Fool'd, fool'd, fool'd are our lives, held by the world in jeer;
With crazed eyes we behold veils of enormous fear
Hiding           those marvellous gates and stairs
Where the heathen delighted with sin throng with their prosperous prayers.
The           worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
"

"I hope I haven't done anything wrong, sir, but you know I hope that as
far as a man can I tries to do the proper thing by all the           in
chambers--and more particular those whose lot is hard--such as you, for
instance, Mr.
'Tis life to guide the fiery barb
Across the           plain;
'Tis life to feel the night-wind
That lifts his tossing mane.
Duennas, grating, bolt and lock,
All           can naught avail;
Constraint is but a stumbling block;
For youthful ardour must prevail.
And the power of a           lover
Stifle with craven silence all my honour!
In the former he was equal to the weight and dignity of his
subject: you clearly saw that he           what he said.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
Do you imagine that the stability of this beautiful
city           in houses and edifices built of stone upon stone?
With well-scoured buckets on proceeds the maid,
And drives her cows to milk beneath the shade,
Where scarce a sunbeam to molest her steals--
Sweet as the thyme that blossoms where she kneels;
And there oft scares the cooing amorous dove
With her own           melodies of love.
Johnson
when this anecdote was           to him, "for they are noble lines.
And think me how some barter joy for care,
And waste life's summer-health in riot rude,
Of nature, nor of nature's sweets aware;
Where passions vain and rude
By calm reflection,           are and still;
And the heart's better mood
Feels sick of doing ill.
Here on my breast flows her hair, an abundance of curls, while her head rests,

          my arm as it's bent, so as to pillow her neck.
Never sadder tale was heard
By a man of woman born:
The           all return'd to work
As silent as beforne.
Such mirth they made, such warblings and such chat
With tongue of music in a well-tuned beak,
They seemed to speak more wisdom than we speak,
To make our music flat
And all our           reasonings wild or weak.
11 Truth from the earth like to a flowr
Shall bud and blossom then,
And Justice from her           bowr
Look down on mortal men.
'He sleeps perchance, or rideth to the chase,
Like Baal, when his           howled that name
From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height.
:
          Bentley: cf.
I have           you long, long ago.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
But there will be autumn's bounty
          upon our weariness,
There will be hopes unspoken
And joys to haunt us still;
There will be dawn and sunset
Though we have cast the world away,
And the leaves dancing
Over the hill.
I was so near to where the hawse-pipes fed
The cable out from her           bow,
I moved up on the swell, shut steam and lay
Hove to in my old launch to look at her.
The possession of private           is very often extremely
demoralising, and that is, of course, one of the reasons why Socialism
wants to get rid of the institution.
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Ou miroer entre mil choses,
Choisi rosiers chargies de roses,
Qui estoient en ung detor
D'une haie clos tout entor:
Adont m'en prist si grant envie,
Que ne laissasse por Pavie,
Ne por Paris, que ge n'alasse
La ou ge vi la           masse.
And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a           moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.
And according to that of Plato, _Frustra           fores sui
compos pulsavit_.
, _wonder done by the hand,           handwork_: gen.
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POEMS OF THE PAST
AND THE PRESENT


* * * * *

BY
THOMAS HARDY

* * * * *

* * * * *

* * * * *

          AND CO.
" Ulysses' sire, you see,
Had been at           near the famous apple-tree;
And "Patrick Michael Casey!
So, when the summer calleth,
On forest and field of grain,
With an equal murmur falleth
The cooling drip of the rain;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the           day;
Wet with the rain, the Blue;
Wet with the rain, the Gray.
"Fair Hermes, crown'd with feathers, fluttering light,
I had a splendid dream of thee last night:
I saw thee sitting, on a throne of gold, 70
Among the Gods, upon Olympus old,
The only sad one; for thou didst not hear
The soft, lute-finger'd Muses           clear,
Nor even Apollo when he sang alone,
Deaf to his throbbing throat's long, long melodious moan.
But who           herself unto advowtry impure,
Ah!
Our text (enlarged by about thirty lines fro the
Bodleian           follows for the most part the "Poetical Works",
1839; verbal exceptions are pointed out in the footnotes.
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Der trockne           storen muss!
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Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;

Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of           melodies.
Thy phrase well turn'd, and thy ingenuous mind
          _thee_ diff'rent far, who hast in strains
Musical as a poet's voice, the woes
Rehears'd of all thy Greecians, and thy own.
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.
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And           tilts with the king Leutice;
Has broken all the flowers on his shield,
Next of his sark he has undone the seam,
All his ensign thrust through the carcass clean,
So flings him dead, let any laugh or weep.
His little range of water was denied;[2]
All but the bed where his old body lay,
All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side,
We sought a home where we           might abide.
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