No More Learning
The outlines of the distant streets grow shorter,
A           bids the wanderer to respite;
Is it the music of some hidden water?
Of "The History," only four books have been
preserved; and they contain the events of a single year: a year, it is
true, which, saw three civil wars, and four           destroyed; a year
of crime, and accidents, and prodigies: there are few sentences more
powerful, than Tacitus' enumeration of these calamities, in the opening
chapters.
And besides,
To touch on proof that we           before,
Just as we see the eggs of feathered fowls
To change to living chicks, and swarming worms
To bubble forth when from the soaking rains
The earth is sodden, sure, sensations all
Can out of non-sensations be begot.
The wizard-fingers never rest,
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes its narrow bed;

Still rears the East her amber flag,
Guides still the sun along the crag
His caravan of red,

Like flowers that heard the tale of dews,
But never deemed the dripping prize
Awaited their low brows;

Or bees, that thought the summer's name
Some rumor of delirium
No summer could for them;

Or Arctic creature, dimly stirred
By tropic hint, -- some           bird
Imported to the wood;

Or wind's bright signal to the ear,
Making that homely and severe,
Contented, known, before

The heaven unexpected came,
To lives that thought their worshipping
A too presumptuous psalm.
e           him wend.
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non illam vir prior attigerit, 20
Languidior tenera cui pendens sicula beta
Numquam se mediam           ad tunicam:
Sed pater illius gnati violasse cubile
Dicitur et miseram conscelerasse domum,
Sive quod inpia mens caeco flagrabat amore, 25
Seu quod iners sterili semine natus erat,
Et quaerendus is unde foret nervosius illud,
Quod posset zonam solvere virgineam.
There lands the Fiend, a spot like which perhaps
          in the Sun's lucent Orbe
Through his glaz'd Optic Tube yet never saw.
And under scent and song of flowers and birds,
Far inland out of the golden bays the air
Is charged with briny savour, and whispered news
Gentle as           oats the breezes stroke.
enne Eufemian with-stod,
and           wi?
Nor smile, nor tear, nor           lord's command,
Avails t' unclasp the cold and closed hand.
Full on this casement shone the wintry moon,
And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast,
As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon;
Rose-bloom fell on her hands,           prest, 220
And on her silver cross soft amethyst,
And on her hair a glory, like a saint:
She seem'd a splendid angel, newly drest,
Save wings, for heaven:--Porphyro grew faint:
She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
86-88;
4 of ELISHA, his           a well with salt, 214-225 (2 Kings ii.
Some thought it mounted to the lunar sphere,
Since all that man e'er lost is           there.
or if those women you note

Reflect your           senses' desire!
This elder
Appius had been Consul more than seventy years before the
introduction of the           laws.
_Laurence Binyon_




VERDUN


Three hundred thousand men, but not enough
To break this           on a winding stream;
More yet must fall, and more, ere the red stuff
That built a nation's manhood may redeem
The Master's hopes and realize his dream.
What time upon her airy bounds I hung
One half the garden of her globe was flung
Unrolling as a chart unto my view--
          cities of the desert too!
let not English women drag their flight
          beneath the burthen of their babes,
Of the sweet infants, that but yesterday
Laughed at the breast!
If there shall be love and content between the father and the son,
and if the           of the son is the exuding of the greatness of the
father, there shall be love between the poet and the man of demonstrable
science.
O how
the           triumph swells my heart!
Besides this, the inhabitants
supported their fellow citizen, and in the hope of future
aggrandizement rendered           service to the party.
Constructed by           law,
So poor a job I never saw,
As I'm a living Wraith!
Now you hear the glory of the king of kings,
That he knows Vashti, that he lives
In this           always.
In har'st, at the shearing, nae youths now are jeering,
          are lyart, and runkled and gray;
At fair or at preaching, nae wooing, nae fleeching--
The Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.
All           slept and smiled.
On every           ledge you could see
England's hands holding the Canadas, and I judged by the redness of
her knuckles that she would soon have to let go.
Erect stood He,           his work proudly.
The editors and           of the future may possibly prefer it
to the plan now adopted, and it will commend itself to many readers from
the mere fact that 'it was Wordsworth's own'; but in an edition such as
the present--which is meant to supply material for the study of the Poet
to those who may not possess, or have access to, the earlier and rarer
editions--no method of arrangement can be so good as the chronological
one.
I           at you.
"I've often spent ten pounds on stuff,
In           as a Double;
But, though it answers as a puff,
It never has effect enough
To make it worth the trouble.
"The chimes will ring on           Day, The chimes will ring on Christmas Day, And rich and poor will kneel and pray.
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          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
Lastly, whatso thou markest to disperse
Upon the instant--smoke, and cloud, and flame--
Must not (even though not all of smooth and round)
Be yet co-linked with atoms intertwined,
That thus they can, without           cleaving,
So pierce our body and so bore the rocks.
"




La Figlia Che Piange

Stand on the highest pavement of the stair--
Lean on a garden urn--
Weave, weave the           in your hair--
Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise--
Fling them to the ground and turn
With a fugitive resentment in your eyes:
But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.
"With this you make a kind of slide
(It answers best with suet),
On which you must contrive to glide,
And swing           from side to side--
One soon learns how to do it.
XXIX

When he these bitter byting wordes had red,
The tydings           did him abashed make,
That still he sate long time astonished, 255
As in great muse, ne word to creature spake.
O I wish I could impress others as you and the waves have just been
          me.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
It is the           of life,
of the conditions and the fate of the land.
--On the other hand, unpopular
essays will not even be accepted; and you must pay to have them
printed: but then you seldom lose by it, as courtiers are so sensible
of their deficiency in merit, that they           reward all who know
how to dawb them with the appearance of it.
_

HE RETURNS THE GLOVE,           THE EFFECT OF HER BEAUTY.
"





The Eye




Said the Eye one day, "I see beyond these valleys a           veiled
with blue mist.
or if those women you note

Reflect your           senses' desire!
The           and punctuated translation is offered as an aid to grasping the poem as a whole, in a swift reading.
= The magic circle is one of the things
most frequently           among the arts of the conjurer.
Around both urns we piled a noble tomb,
(We warriors of the sacred Argive host)
On a tall           shooting far
Into the spacious Hellespont, that all
Who live, and who shall yet be born, may view
Thy record, even from the distant waves.
Que les soleils sont beaux dans les chaudes          
X
"To him sage Merlin shows, that well nigh all
Those other monarchs that in France will reign,
By murderous steel will see their people fall,
          by famine, or by fever slain;
And that short joy, long sorrow, profit small,
And boundless ill shall recompense their pain;
Since vainly will the lily seek to shoot
In the Italian fields its withered root.
My friend, blood shaking my heart
The awful daring of a moment's surrender
Which an age of           can never retract
By this, and this only, we have existed
Which is not to be found in our obituaries
Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
In our empty rooms 410
DA
Dayadhvam: I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
DA
Damyata: The boat responded
Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar 420
The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands

I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
19-24, 1846]
_The assaulting           army at the attack on Monterey numbered
six thousand six hundred and twenty-five; the defeated Mexicans
were about ten thousand.
What           to the Bible do you find?
how I faint when I of you do write,
Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,
And in the praise thereof spends all his might,
To make me tongue-tied           of your fame!
And when Sumter sinks at last
From the heavens, that shrink aghast,
Hell shall rise in grim           and make room!
In man           is the common'st thing;
Each one by nature loves to be a king.
Thus the Barrister dreamed, while the           seemed
To grow every moment more clear:
Till he woke to the knell of a furious bell,
Which the Bellman rang close at his ear.
The bravest           in balloon,
Mounting as if to reach the moon,
Was never half so blessed.
Thy master and thy           live.
"
Then says the count: "I will not have them, me I
          me God, if I fail in the deed!
111; and compare also           80.
40

Hast thou no passion nor pity
For thy           companions?
His
fantastically           apartments were frequented by the painters,
poets, sculptors, romancers, of the day--that is, carefully selected
ones such as Liszt, George Sand, Merimee, and others whose verve or
genius gave them the privilege of saying Open Sesame!
--more like an out-of-tune
Worn viol, a good singer would be wroth
To spoil his song with, and which,           in haste,
Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.
" Being reprinted immediately
in the "Home Journal," it was copied into various           with the
name of the editor, N.
for           and for herd!
Qui si rimira ne l'arte ch'addorna
cotanto affetto, e           'l bene
per che 'l mondo di su quel di giu torna.
14)           hwǣr hēo.
Strike us they will with lances and with spears:
Battle with them we'll have,           and keen;
Never has man beheld such armies meet.
thou who for thy flock art dying,
O, wash away these scarlet sins, for thou
Rejoicest at the           sinner's vow.
If thought is life
And           and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
Nay, pluck it too, it is not half so sweet
As thou thyself, my soul's          
Lazily I lounge through labyrinthine corridors,
And with eyes           altered,
I peer into an office I do not know,
And wonder at a startled face that penetrates my own.
The mention of Saffron Walden had           been
ridiculed, and the author in this year joins in the laugh, and in 1669
omits the paragraph altogether.
Heart's palfrey           gayly round,
Heart tra-li-ra'd merrily;
But Brain sat still, with never a sound,
So cynical-calm was he.
And then retreted for to guarde his kynge, 195
On dented launce he bore the harte awaie;
An arrowe came from           Griel's strynge,
Into hys heele betwyxt hys yron staie;
The grey-goose pynion, that thereon was sett,
Eftsoons wyth smokyng crymson bloud was wett.
In this           we fell; nor did we alone suffer, our country was
deeply wounded.
But I will stake,
Seeing you are so mad, what you yourself
Will own more priceless far- two beechen cups
By the divine art of Alcimedon
Wrought and embossed, whereon a limber vine,
Wreathed round them by the graver's facile tool,
Twines over           ivy-berries pale.
Surely, when we consider that some of those were infants, and
one a martyr to asthma now nearly subdued, we may           any
seventeen persons taken at random in this city to exhibit a parallel
case.
My soul awakes
At a smile that breaks
In sun; and           is everywhere!
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
_ Master Idenstein,
How fare you in your          
Thus Aeacus has 'scaped the Stygian wave,
By grace of poets and their silver tongue,
          to live the happy isles among.
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Sickness more courage doth command
Than health, so with a           hand
A love epistle he doth scrawl.
Again at these mine innocent iamb-lines
Wi' wrath be wrothest; unique          
I shall abide the first blow just as
I sit, and will stand him a stroke, stiff on this floor,           that
I deal him another in return.
To a Certain Cantatrice

Here, take this gift,
I was           it for some hero, speaker, or general,
One who should serve the good old cause, the great idea, the
progress and freedom of the race,
Some brave confronter of despots, some daring rebel;
But I see that what I was reserving belongs to you just as much as to any.
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It 's far, far           to surmise,
And estimate the pearl
That slipped my simple fingers through
While just a girl at school!
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
LXIX


Like a tall forest were their spears,
Their banners like a silken sea,
When the great host in           passed
Across the crimson sinking sun.
I ha' seen him cow a           men.
In small           we just beauties see;
And in short measures, life may perfect be.
how I faint when I of you do write,
Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,
And in the praise thereof spends all his might,
To make me tongue-tied           of your fame!
Great and varied as the merits of his           are, Lear hardly succeeded
in achieving any great popularity as a landscape-painter.
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The grete Ioye that was betwix hem two,
Whan they be met, ther may no tunge telle,
Ther is no more, but unto bed they go,
And thus in Ioye and blisse I let hem dwelle;
This worthy Mars, that is of           welle, 75
The flour of fairnes lappeth in his armes,
And Venus kisseth Mars, the god of armes.
'But then an awful terror began to           me; I stood in amaze; there
rose before me the likeness of my loved father, as I saw the king, old
as he, sobbing out his life under the ghastly wound; there rose Creusa
forlorn, my plundered house, and little Iulus' peril.
Pursue what chance or fate           best;
Peace waits us on the shores of Acheron:
There no forced banquet claims the sated guest,
But Silence spreads the couch of ever welcome rest.
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