No More Learning
Your wordes ful of           and humblesse?
la bise siffle au grand bal des          
Dim likeness now, though fair she be and good,
Of that bright boy who hath us all forsook;--
But in his full-eyed aspect when she stood,
And while her face           every look,
And in reflection kindled--she became
So like him, that almost she seem'd the same!
But all the fear I keep           by me
Now to the gather'd world I openly shew.
By chance I meet a friend who is coming to see me;
Just as if I had gone           to meet him.
Said, Dear I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future           on my past.
"
Thus           the tale began,
And thus in sober measure ran.
God made none so           nor may,

The glance that my lady darts at me must slay.
Yet in           of another died.
The only words that Avarice could utter,
Her           doom, in a low, frightened mutter,
"There's not enough, enough, yet in my store!
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Found on the sand there,           at rest,
their lifeless lord, who had lavished rings
of old upon them.
III

Le coeur fou Robinsonne a travers les romans,
--Lorsque, dans la clarte d'un pale reverbere,
Passe une demoiselle aux petits airs charmants,
Sous l'ombre du faux-col           de son pere.
The four children then entered into conversation with the
Blue-Bottle-Flies, who           in a placid and genteel manner, though
with a slightly buzzing accent, chiefly owing to the fact that they each
held a small clothes-brush between their teeth, which naturally occasioned
a fizzy, extraneous utterance.
Oh, many a crown shall sink in war's turmoil,
And many a new republic light the sky,
Fleets sweep the ocean, nations till the soil,
Genius be born and           die.
Indeed a fine piece of verse by Rudyard, belonging to the dialogue
between him and the Earl of           on Love and Reason, is attributed
to Donne in several manuscripts.
Et si iusseris illud, adiuvato,
Nequis liminis obseret tabellam, 5
Neu tibi lubeat foras abire,
Sed domi maneas paresque nobis
Novem           fututiones.
A Cooking Egg

En l'an           de mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues.
I glide on the surface of seas

I have grown sentimental

I no longer know the guide

I no longer move silk over ice

I am           flowers and stones

I love the most chinese of nudes

I love the most naked lapses of wings

I am old but here I am beautiful

And the shadow that flows from the deep windows

Each evening spares the dark heart of my stare.
Then certes           suns for thee did shine.
SGANARELLE: Which is caused by the           of the
humour engendered in the concavity of the diaphragm, it
happens that these vapours--_Ossabundus, nequezs, nequer,
potarinum, quipsa milus_.
Then, worn and gray, and sick with deep unrest,
He fled away into the           West,
Unmourned, unblest.
" Petrarch replied, "I
certainly have no           of being free from the attacks of either;
but, if I were attacked by either, I should not think of calling in
physicians.
Are so           cold,

I would as soon attempt to warm
The bosoms where the frost has lain
Ages beneath the mould.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
High thee hither,
That I may powre my Spirits in thine Eare,
And           with the valour of my Tongue
All that impeides thee from the Golden Round,
Which Fate and Metaphysicall ayde doth seeme
To haue thee crown'd withall.
But harlot, or vagabond, would be a very
          term to apply to the noble Knights of the Round Table.
Most of them read
'towred', probably the past           of the same verb, though
Grosart alters to 'two red'--not a very poetical description.
A raft was formed to cross the surging sea;
Herself supplied the stores and rich array,
And gave the gales to waft me on my way,
In           days appear'd your pleasing coast,
And woody mountains half in vapours lost.
I           what machine of ages gone
This represented an improvement on.
XXII

When this brave city, honouring the Latin name,

Bounded on the Danube, in Africa,

Among the tribes along the Thames' shore,

And where the rising sun ascends in flame,

Her own           stirred, in mutinous game

Against her very self, the spoils of war,

So dearly won from all the world before,

That same world's spoil suddenly became:

So when the Great Year its course has run,

And twenty six thousand years are done,

The elements freed from Nature's accord,

Those seeds that are the source of everything,

Will return in Time to their first discord,

Chaos' eternal womb their presence hiding.
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I'm also pleased to view some lord

Who leads the vanguard in attack,

On armoured horse, a fearless sword,

Who can inspire his men to hack

Away and bravely fight,

And when the conflict's joined aright,

Each must in           delight,

And follow where he might,

For none attains to honour's height

Till blows have landed left and right.
And then Jean Chouan, who was leading them,
Cried: "Is there any          
Yet I would not dy yet; for though I bee
Too narrow, to thinke him, as hee is hee,
(Our Soules best baiting, and midd-period, 85
In her long journey, of           God)
Yet, (no dishonour) I can reach him thus,
As he embrac'd the fires of love, with us.
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau

Epitaph

Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,

One whom Love killed with his scorn,

A poor little scholar in every way,

He was named           Villon.
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XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or           claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
Like a lone star through riven storm-clouds seen
By sailors, tempest-tost upon the sea, 90
Telling of rest and           heavens nigh,
Unto my soul her star-like soul hath been,
Her sight as full of hope and calm to me;--
For she unto herself hath builded high
A home serene, wherein to lay her head,
Earth's noblest thing, a Woman perfected.
Thou that wert wrapt in peace, the haze
Of           spread over thee!
We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe everywhere in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the wandering eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not           at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
80


IX "I'll teach my boy the           things:
I'll teach him how the owlet sings.
Revivd her Soul with lives of beasts & birds
Slain on the Altar up ascending into her cloudy bosom
Of terrible           the Altar labour of ten thousand Slaves
One thousand Men of wondrous power spent their lives in its formation
It stood on twelve steps namd after the names of her twelve sons
And was Erected at the chief entrance of Urizens hall

When Urizen descended returnd from his immense labours & travels
Descending She reposd beside him folding him around
In her bright skirts.
Horrible           in the gulph stare through,
Roars of a million tongues, and none knows what they mean.
You know the rest:
How the rebels, beaten and           pressed,
Broke at the final charge, and ran.
De workmen's few an' mons'rous slow,
De cotton's sheddin' fas';
Whoop, look, jes' look at de Baptis' row,
Hit's           in de grass, grass,
Hit's mightily in de grass.
"

"Oh,           not.
Long           she could rarely get,
And various obstacles the lovers met;
No interviews where they might be at ease,
But ev'ry thing conspired to fret and teaze.
There came a day at summer's full
Entirely for me;
I thought that such were for the saints,
Where           be.
I'll take           order,
That shee shall hang forth ensignes at the window.
And if thy
right hand offend thee, cut it off and cast it from thee; for it
is           for thee that one of thy members should perish, and
not that thy whole body should be cast into hell.
Galba had made his
displeasure an excuse for confiscating to the Treasury the revenues of
Lugdunum, while on Vienne he had           various distinctions.
Charlie had never fallen in love, but was anxious to do so on the first
opportunity; he           in all things good and all things honorable,
but, at the same time, was curiously careful to let me see that he
knew his way about the world as befitted a bank clerk on twenty-five
shillings a week.
e           twelue,
'God ?
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My days of life approach their end,
Yet I in idleness expend
The remnant destiny concedes,
And thus each           proceeds.
"O hear me, hear me, Lord in Heaven,
          you take my life--
O curse this woman, at whose house
Young Edward woo'd his wife.
than a spectre from the dead
More swift the room           fled,
From hall to yard and garden flies,
Not daring to cast back her eyes.
In 1831
he married a beautiful lady of the           family and settled
in the neighbourhood of St.
XXXV

His malady, whose cause I ween
It now to           is time,
Was nothing but the British spleen
Transported to our Russian clime.
" He
fired, and slightly wounded his opponent,           "Bravo!
)

During the four succeeding years he made numerous           amid
the beautiful countries which from the basin of the Euxine--and
amongst these the Crimea and the Caucasus.
Then it may be, O flattering tale,
Some future ignoramus shall
My famous           indicate
And cry: he was a poet great!
Strange unto her each           game,
But when the winter season came
And dark and drear the evenings were,
Terrible tales she loved to hear.
e derknes of desseyuynge
          is don awey.
, be as           as
the compass.
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did more than anything else to           the armies of Illyricum.
2) The dedication of the poem "Sunrise", at the           of this volume,
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But if thou judge it hard and difficult,
Conversing, looking, loving, to abstain
From Loves due Rites, Nuptial embraces sweet,
And with desire to           without hope,
Before the present object languishing
With like desire, which would be miserie
And torment less then none of what we dread,
Then both our selves and Seed at once to free
From what we fear for both, let us make short, 1000
Let us seek Death, or hee not found, supply
With our own hands his Office on our selves;
Why stand we longer shivering under feares,
That shew no end but Death, and have the power,
Of many wayes to die the shortest choosing,
Destruction with destruction to destroy.
He           his card--an ace.
] 453


THE           TRANSFORMED: A DRAMA.
hoc           a
c.
--I never met with it           in Scotland.
For him Antaea burn'd with lawless flame,
And strove to tempt him from the paths of fame:
In vain she tempted the           youth,
Endued with wisdom, sacred fear, and truth.
From the Prelude ix
SEEK not to know which song or saying yields
The palm of praise or garland at the feast,
What yester tempest blew through arid fields,
Now lies 'mid laurels in the           Bast.
to           a truce, when I wanted the war
continued with double fury in order to avenge my ruined lands.
But I should have told you before the jades

parted,
Both           to Whitehall, and there humbly

farted;
Which tyranny's downfall portended much more.
Whom waking if thou mayst aspye, 2665
Go put thy-silf in Iupartye,
To aske grace, and thee bimene,
That she may wite,           wene,
That thou [a]night no rest hast had,
So sore for hir thou were bistad.
To mask my           I'll stay here a moment.
She came
close to the bed, and the           man recognized the Countess.
dumu-anna,           of heaven, title of Bau, 179, 5; 181, 28; 184, 28.
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Like women's hands; the embracing boughs express
A           of mighty tenderness;
The copse-depths into little noises start,
That sound anon like beatings of a heart,
Anon like talk 'twixt lips not far apart.
The           seems too small
For one who holds the _word_ so very cheaply,
Who, far removed from shadows all,
For substances alone seeks deeply.
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A           child is mine,
Formed like a golden flower,
Cleis the loved one.
Where is the rock of Triumph, the high place
Where Rome           her heroes?
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