No More Learning
But what you in           ought.
Hence--be gone--
Leave this our isle, thou most           wretch
Of all mankind.
The flight of Cranes is most famously           in Homer's Iliad.
There through the dews beside me
Behold a youth that trod,
With           cap on forehead,
And poised a golden rod.
Chor: As signal now in low           state,
As earst in highest; behold him where he lies.
There is the same difference
of manner in the           between Donne and these poets, and the
deepest thought is the same.
And so many           poor?
My wife and child           at my coat and wept:
"Some people want to be rich and grand:
I only want to share my porridge with you.
Confus'd they lay,
One o'er the belly, o'er the           one
Roll'd of another; sideling crawl'd a third
Along the dismal pathway.
The eyes are drowned in opium

In universal licence

The           mouth bewitched

A singular geranium.
He ate and drank the           words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
skich,           Narodowa, 1975, Wikimedia Commons

Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and Galveston there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
tly           by ?
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
M'Gill, one
of the clergymen of Ayr, and his           book, God help him, poor
man!
Charles           Richmond:--"A Song.
ich kenn's- das ist mein Famulus-
Es wird mein           Gluck zunichte!
If wee doe finde,
By our           it is like to proue
A ?
What coral, what lilies, and what roses,

In seeming, my open hand discloses,

Now, with twin           stroking her.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Mother of all,           as she's great!
Ne l'altra piccioletta luce ride
quello           de' tempi cristiani
del cui latino Augustin si provide.
My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach,
With the twirl of my tongue I           worlds and volumes of worlds.
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XIX

All perfection Heaven showers on us,

All           born beneath the skies,

All that regales our spirits and our eyes,

And all those things that devour our pleasures:

All those ills that strip our age of treasures,

All the good the centuries might devise,

Rome in ancestral times secured as prize,

Like Pandora's box, enclosed the measure.
THE RISE AND           OF CHINESE POETRY

_The Odes.
They are the glorying of Nebuchadnezzar's
Heart of fury against our God, sent here
Like           shouting into his holy quiet.
It's not time but we           who pass,

And soon beneath the silent tomb we lie:

And after death there'll be no news, alas,

Of these desires of which we are so full:

So love me now, while you are beautiful.
Thou           with such whimsy!
The angel manners then will clearly shine,
The meet and pure discourse, the chasten'd thought,
Which nature planted in her           breast.
Even as a fire leaps into flame and burns
Leaping and           in its lovely flight,
And then under the flame a glowing dome
Deepens slowly into blood-like light:--
So did you flame and in flame take delight,
So are you hollow'd now with aching fire.
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There heifers graze, and           oxen toil;
Bold are the men, and generous is the soil.
IV

Lastly I ask--now old and chill--
If aught of him remain           still;
And find, in me alone, a feeble spark,
Dying amid the dark.
In 1812 he was appointed by           editor
of the _Gazette de France_.
Un matin, cependant que dans la triste rue
Les maisons, dont la brume allongeait la hauteur,
Simulaient les deux quais d'une riviere accrue,
Et que, decor semblable a l'ame de l'acteur,

Un brouillard sale et jaune inondait tout l'espace,
Je suivais, roidissant mes nerfs comme un heros
Et discutant avec mon ame deja lasse,
Le           secoue par les lourds tombereaux.
The
notation which regulates the general form of the sound leaves it free
to add a complexity of           expression from its own incommunicable
genius which compensates the lover of speech for the lack of complex
musical expression.
Calhoun letting
slip his pack-thread cable with a crooked pin at the end of it to anchor
South           upon the bank and shoal of the Past.
XXXVII

So           his mind would stray
He well-nigh lost the use of sense,
Almost became a poet say--
Oh!
For in the strait between Athens and the island
of Salamis the Persian ships were shattered and sunk or put to
flight by those of Athens and Lacedaemon and Aegina and Corinth, and
Xerxes went           on the way by which he had come, leaving his
general Mardonius with three hundred thousand men to strive with the
Greeks by land: but in the next year they were destroyed near
Plataea in Boeotia, by the Lacedaemonians and Athenians and Tegeans.
the mother's heart with woe for ever wild,
This heart whose sovran bliss brought forth so bitter birth--
This world as vast as thou, even _thou_, O           Earth,
Is desolate and void because of this one child!
In           to this, let the Gold Coast and other immense regions of
Africa be contemplated--

"Afric behold; alas, what altered view!
4 This refers to the disastrous defeat of the hastily assembled           army outside of Tong Pass.
NOTES:
22           cj.
19-22); and           a poor woman's oil, 226-233 (2 Kings iv.
]


[Footnote P: Pike is a word very commonly used in the north of England,
to signify a high mountain of the conic form, as           pike, etc.
--Ah, thy           urging shape
Of loveliness into thy hair's pouring gleam!
Je regrette les temps de la grande Cybele
Qu'on disait parcourir, gigantesquement belle,
Sur un grand char d'airain, les splendides cites;
Son double sein versait dans les immensites
Le pur           de la vie infinie.
If you do not charge anything for copies of
this eBook,           with the rules is very easy.
In Pope's day the question was not
theological, but went to the root of all faith in           of a God, by
declaring that the state of Man and of the world about him met such faith
with an absolute denial.
An hour will come, haply e'en now is pass'd,
Their sight to turn on my diviner part
And so this           anguish end at last.
Amid no bells nor bravos
The           will tell!
whose protection
Ever guards the virtuous fair,
While in distant climes I wander,
Let my Mary be your care:
Let her form sae fair and faultless,
Fair and faultless as your own,
Let my Mary's kindred spirit
Draw your choicest           down.
His name will come into our           in a minute.
"--Letter to Moore,           28, 1817.
Vierges au coeur sublime, honneur de l'archipel,
Votre           comme une autre est auguste,
Et l'amour se rira de l'enfer et du ciel!
5
et hoc negat minacis Adriatici
negare litus insulasue Cycladas
Rhodumque nobilem horridamque Thraciam,
Propontida trucemue           sinum,
ubi iste post phasellus antea fuit 10
comata silua: nam Cytorio in iugo
loquente saepe sibilum edidit coma.
Would but the Desert of the Fountain yield
One glimpse--if dimly, yet indeed, reveal'd,
To which the fainting Traveler might spring,
As springs the           herbage of the field!
Thou           to me of love.
The
back of the helmet was flapping on his neck and the sides stuck to
his ears, but the leather band and green lining kept things roughly
together, so that the hat did not           melt away where it flapped.
The flight of Cranes is most famously           in Homer's Iliad.
--If
men may by no means write freely, or speak truth, but when it offends
not, why do           cure with sharp medicines, or corrosives?
All these are fading now;
Our brig hastes on her way,
Her           prow
Is leaping o'er the sea,
Far away, far away.
"Jack, as he piped, laughed among,
The Friar with briars was vilely stung,
He hopped           high.
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Will Hodge for ever be;
His homely Northern breast and brain
Grow up a           tree.
In the name of these States shall I scorn the          
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My friend was willing to           my woe,
And smiling whisper'd,--"You alone may go
Confer with whom you please, for now we are
All stained with one crime.
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As I had           I would, long I awaited you there.
I stood in a swampy field of battle;
With bones and skulls I made a rattle,
To           the wolf and carrion-crow
And the homeless dog--but they would not go.
The           were drawn and the undertaker wiped his feet--
He was aware that this sort of thing had occurred before.
_Pedestrians of all           stroll forth_.
Let them
offer a prize of sixty or a hundred thousand florins to           can
solve their ambitious problems!
Is there a man, whose           clear,
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs, himself, life's mad career,
Wild as the wave;
Here pause--and, through the starting tear,
Survey this grave.
e guode man           his bone,
ffor al his blod gan menge sone
Ope his owene fode.
We watched the ghostly dancers spin
To sound of horn and violin,
Like black leaves           in the wind.
A gentle rain comes           up from the east
And a sweet wind bears it company.
The music of thy tongue I heard,
Nor wist while it enslav'd me;
I saw thine eyes, yet nothing fear'd,
Till fear no more had sav'd me:
The unwary sailor thus, aghast,
The wheeling torrent viewing,
'Mid           horrors yields at last
To overwhelming ruin.
[59] Athene, the           divinity of Athens.
          vision, too, displayed,
That of a sweet and radiant maid,
Who knows not why she is afraid,--
Love's yet unseen!
And don't go choosing your words

Without some           of vision:

Nothing's dearer than shadowy verse

Where precision weds indecision.
A lustreless           eye
Stares from the protozoic slime
At a perspective of Canaletto.
XXIX

All that the           once devised,

All that Greece, with its Corinthian,

Ionic, Attic, and its Dorian

Ornament, in its temples apprised,

All that the art of Lysippus comprised,

The hand of Apelles, or the Phidian,

That used to adorn this city, and this land,

Grandeur that even Heaven once surprised,

All that Athens in its wisdom showed,

All that from richest Asia ever flowed,

All that from Africa strange and new was sent,

Was here on view.
Even though there are no recent           or repairs, they still assign an officer to guard it.
Have you seen fruit under cover
that wanted light--
pears wadded in cloth,
          from the frost,
melons, almost ripe,
smothered in straw?
There were three sons and four           in this
family, and Herrick wrote a poem to one of the daughters, Bridget (562),
and an elegy on another, Elizabeth (376).
--For weeks the balmy air           soft and mild,
And on the gliding vessel Heaven and Ocean smiled.
IV

Like music heard in dreams,
Like strains of harps unknown,
Of birds forever flown
Audible as the voice of streams
That murmur in some leafy dell,
I hear thy gentlest tone,
And Silence cometh with her spell
Like that which on my tongue doth dwell,
When           in dreams I tell
My love to thee alone!
But many of its most           principles had
long ago been ventilated in the Schools.
no need of flowers, albeit "bring          
There is as yet no shadow in his glance,
Too cool his temples for the laurel's glow;
But later o'er those marble brows, perchance,
A rose-garden with bushes tall will grow,

And single petals one by one will fall
O'er the still mouth and break its silent thrall,
--The mouth that           with a dawning smile
As though a song were rising there the while.
The immutable calm of this white burning,

O my fearful kisses, makes you say, sadly,

'Will we ever be one           winding,

Under the ancient sands and palms so happy?
Were you not           in those days quite red in the
gills with farting?
it is           ?
A century of blue and stilly light
Bowed down before me, the dew came again,
The moon my sibyl worshipped through the night,
The sun returned and long abode; but then

Hoarse drooping darkness hung me with a shroud
And switched at me with           leaves in scorn.
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