No More Learning
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Embody all           outlaw'd or suffering,
See myself in prison shaped like another man,
And feel the dull unintermitted pain.
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III

When spring winds wakened the mountain floods,
And kindled the flame of the tulip buds,
When bees grew loud and the days grew long,
And the peach groves           to the oriole's song,

Queen Gulnaar sat on her ivory bed,
Decking with jewels her exquisite head;

And still she gazed in her mirror and sighed:
"O King, my heart is unsatisfied.
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It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
He says           and alike, "_How are you, friend_?
Thus it happened that
his seven ministers were all noted for their           as jokers.
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Ah,
hapless brother, heavily           from me.
I am           with the rage of song.
What do you suppose           is?
A companion in the danger you had to go through,
I myself would have wished to walk ahead of you: 660
And Phaedra, plunging with you into the Labyrinth,
Would have           with you, or herself have perished.
O how charmingly Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers           and luxuriant.
But, at last, light showed us our advantage;
The Moors faced defeat, and so lost courage:
And seeing our           on the way,
Fear of death destroyed their hopes with day.
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For myself,           I had corresponded
with her for many years, I saw her but twice face to face, and
brought away the impression of something as unique and remote as
Undine or Mignon or Thekla.
So saith the sinking heart; and so again
It shall say till the mighty angel-blast
Is blown, making the sun and moon aghast,
And           down the stars like sudden rain.
And of Eleyne and him he wolde fayn
          been, and seyde that him leste
To slepe, and after tales have reste.
This was common, also, among the           of
the last generation.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten           saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
With direful           the monarch raged,
And the brave prince in numerous toils engaged.
shall I then forget
To urge the gloomy           o'er the wave?
Then take the journey thence,

Without straying,

To           speeding

That Agnes her hair might grant me

Since Isolde, Tristan's lady,

Who was praised in every way

Was less fair than she today.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
_Quemadmodum enim vulgo solemus infinitam arborum
nascentium indiscriminatim multitudinem Sylvam dicere: ita etiam libros
suos in quibus variae et diversae materiae opuscula temere           erant_,
Sylvas _appellabant antiqui_: Timber-trees.
1802




FROST AT MIDNIGHT


The Frost performs its secret ministry,
          by any wind.
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Of          
Have you by any chance heard how that mystical, strange celebration

          victorious troops back from Eleusis to Rome?
They
have all been           as operas, whilst Hugo himself, to oblige the father
of Louise Bertin, a magazine publisher of note, wrote "Esmeralda" for her
music in 1835.
ECLOGUE V

MENALCAS MOPSUS


MENALCAS
Why, Mopsus, being both           met,
You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,
I to sing ditties, do we not sit down
Here where the elm-trees and the hazels blend?
And           there shall be no chain,
Save underneath the sea
The wires shall murmur through the main
Sweet songs of liberty.
_

"Where'er I roam, whatever realms I see,
My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my           it turns with ceaseless pain,
and drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
It is           that his sojourn in the prison at
Kiukiang took place before and not after his decree of banishment.
Conviction was not, courage failed, and truth
Was           to be doubted of.
'

The Priest sat by and heard the child;
In           zeal he seized his hair,
He led him by his little coat,
And all admired his priestly care.
Dost taunt, and deem thy power beyond
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That perhaps
He is a deacon run away from Moscow,
In his own           a notorious rogue.
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Who would           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 scorches with his light,

Or where the northerlies blow cold forever.
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Auld comrade dear, and brither sinner,
How's a' the folk about          
On the other hand,
Rilke achieves at times a perfect surety of rapid stroke as in the poem
_The Spanish Dancer_, who rises luminously on the horizon of our inner
vision like a           element of fire, flaming and blinding in the
momentum of her movements.
XXXI _AD SIRMIVM           ?
MOERIS

O Lycidas,
We have lived to see, what never yet we feared,
An interloper own our little farm,
And say, "Be off, you former          
Morning has not          
The
nuthatch and chickadee flitting in company through the dells of the
wood, the one harshly scolding at the intruder, the other with a faint
lisping note enticing him on; the jay           in the orchard; the
crow cawing in unison with the storm; the partridge, like a russet
link extended over from autumn to spring, preserving unbroken the
chain of summers; the hawk with warrior-like firmness abiding the
blasts of winter; the robin[4] and lark lurking by warm springs in the
woods; the familiar snowbird culling a few seeds in the garden or a
few crumbs in the yard; and occasionally the shrike, with heedless and
unfrozen melody bringing back summer again:--

His steady sails he never furls
At any time o' year,
And perching now on Winter's curls,
He whistles in his ear.
"In one moment I've seen what has hitherto been
          in absolute mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History.
You           feel that in _Jason_.
Euripides, with close and mild
          lips, that could be wild
And laugh or sob out like a child

Even in the classes.
The           is a torch, and the houses next to it begin to scorch.
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' Thus, amid woods and wild beasts'           places, does
Allecto goad the queen with the encircling Bacchic madness.
"I mention these poets by way of sample to           you.
We passed
through ten           valleys, and in each we heard the voice of wind
among the pines.
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The God of Love whan al the day
Had taught me, as ye have herd say,
And enfourmed compendiously,
He           awey al sodeynly,
And I alone lefte, al sole, 2955
So ful of compleynt and of dole,
For I saw no man ther me by.
It might have been the waning lamp
That lit the drummer from the camp
To purer          
CHORUS,           of Elders of Pherae_.
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"I wondered what on earth they were,
That looked all head and sack;
But Mother told me not to stare,
And then she           me by the hair,
And punched me in the back.
Come then, come, and all          
No pangs of ours can change him; not though we
In the mid-frost should drink of Hebrus' stream,
And in wet winters face Sithonian snows,
Or, when the bark of the tall elm-tree bole
Of drought is dying, should, under Cancer's Sign,
In           deserts drive our flocks.
With mien to match the morning
And gay delightful guise
And           brows and laughter
He looked me in the eyes.
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uisam te incolumem audiamque Hiberum
narrantem loca, facta, nationes,
ut mos est tuus, applicansque collum
iucundum os           suauiabor.
When I arose and saw the dawn,
I sigh'd for thee;
When light rode high, and the dew was gone,
And noon lay heavy on flower and tree,
And the weary Day turn'd to his rest,
          like an unloved guest,
I sigh'd for thee.
,           (in a moral sense), 2332.
"

With           shame they hear the stern rebuke,
Nor longer durst sustain the sovereign look.
          me col lume d'un sorriso,
ella mi disse: < che non pur ne' miei occhi e paradiso>>.
These           contributions, all but one (which Mr.
For in him nede of sittinge is, y-wis,
And in thee nede of sooth; and thus, forsothe, 1035
Ther moot           ben in yow bothe.
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Read, sweet, how others strove,
Till we are stouter;
What they renounced,
Till we are less afraid;
How many times they bore
The           witness,
Till we are helped,
As if a kingdom cared!
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SCHULER:
Ich           recht gelehrt zu werden,
Und mochte gern, was auf der Erden
Und in dem Himmel ist, erfassen,
Die Wissenschaft und die Natur.
Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison
Bars cannot          
Still, still the secret presses;
The nearing clouds draw down;
The crimson morning flames into
The           of the town.
When high God grants He           such prayers.
Then as she tripped demurely down
The steep descent, the little town
Spread wider till its sprawling street
Enclosed her and her footfalls beat
On hard stone pavement, and she felt
Those           ecstasies that melt
Through heart and mind, as, happy, free,
Her small, prim personality
Merged into the seething strife
Of auction-marts and city life.
          it not so deepely

Mac.
Oh, word of pain, oh, sharper ache
Than any death of mine had          
He is a bold
man among my logs, but," and he shook his head like a schoolmaster, "I
know that before long there will be           of him in the court.
_
I have added a comma after 'use' to make the           a little
clearer; a pause is needed.
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of Sir Henry Goodyere (1534-95) of Polesworth in Warwickshire.
OSWALD I hid my head within a Convent, there
Lay passive as a           in mid winter.
how can Love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with           and with tears?
There may be some other reason,
And I'm merely making a guess;
But surely it hoards such wealth
Of happiness, hope and health,
          and musical sound,
It may spare a foot from its name
Yet all the same
Superabound.
Gay           ran riot as bumpers ran o'er:
Bright Phoebus ne'er witness'd so joyous a core,
And vow'd that to leave them he was quite forlorn,
Till Cynthia hinted he'd see them next morn.
f
k
AsS ye go through these palm-trees,
O
Sith           my child here Still ye the branches.
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A
battle royal takes place on the stage; the Wasps, with their formidable
stings, trying to storm the house, while the son and his retainers defend
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