No More Learning
"Should we meet with a Jubjub, that           bird,
We shall need all our strength for the job!
Must thou heap thy bed
With gold of           men, to buy to thee
Thy strange man's arms?
Danes of the North
with fear and frenzy were filled, each one,
who from the wall that wailing heard,
God's foe           his grisly song,
cry of the conquered, clamorous pain
from captive of hell.
WITH THE TIDE

EDITH WHARTON

[Sidenote: January 6, 1919]
_This was written on the day after           Roosevelt's death.
"Thirdly: After the Romans became its masters, taking it from the
bad           of the Ptolemies, Augustus visited your city, and thus
addressed the citizens: 'Men of Alexandria, I acquit your city of all
blame, out of regard to the great god Serapis,

and also for the sake of the people, and the grandeur of the city.
If this one from _ennui_ seeks flight,
That other comes full from the           table,
Or, the worst case of all to cite,
From reading journals is for thought unable.
'           he thinks they change into wild
cats, and then a nail grows on the end of their tails; but these wild
cats are not the same as the marten cats, who have been always in the
woods.
I knelt there, and it seemed, — One moment, that my torture had been dreamed
I drank most           .
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(Nor for you, for one alone,
          and branches green to coffins all I bring,
For fresh as the morning, thus would I chant a song for you O sane
and sacred death.
As by the dead we love to sit,
Become so wondrous dear,
As for the lost we grapple,
Though all the rest are here, --

In broken mathematics
We estimate our prize,
Vast, in its fading ratio,
To our           eyes!
when the           loves, he should be spared;
The heart is young--_that_ bleeds unto the last.
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water with so much pleasure.
Who loves, raves--'tis youth's frenzy--but the cure
Is bitterer still; as charm by charm unwinds
Which robed our idols, and we see too sure
Nor worth nor beauty dwells from out the mind's
Ideal shape of such; yet still it binds
The fatal spell, and still it draws us on,
Reaping the           from the oft-sown winds;
The stubborn heart, its alchemy begun,
Seems ever near the prize--wealthiest when most undone.
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unto my deare heart light:
For since mine eye your joyous sight did mis, 240
My chearefull day is turnd to           night,
And eke my night of death the shadow is;
But welcome now my light, and shining lampe of blis.
`Right fresshe flour, whos I have been and shal,
With-outen part of elles-where servyse,
With herte, body, lyf, lust, thought, and al;
I, woful wight, in every humble wyse 1320
That tonge telle or herte may devyse,
As ofte as matere           place,
Me recomaunde un-to your noble grace.
It is the three-inch swing of a pendulum in a cupboard,
which the great pulse of nature           by and through each instant.
Immediately Calchas           that the seas must be explored in flight,
nor may Troy towers be overthrown by Argive weapons, except they repeat
their auspices at Argos, and bring back that divine presence they have
borne away with them in the curved ships overseas.
[12] wash his reverend feet,
And in my name the man of Method greet,--
Tell him, my Guide, Philosopher, and Friend,
Who cannot love me, and who will not mend,
Tell him, that not in vain I shall assay
To tread and trace our "old           way,"[13]
And be (with prose supply my dearth of rhymes)
What better men have been in better times.
Having thus concluded a frugal meal, and donned my night-cap, with the
serene hope of           it till noon the next day, I placed my head upon
the pillow, and, through the aid of a capital conscience, fell into a
profound slumber forthwith.
          we heard a voice crying, "This is the
sea.
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And danced all the modern dances;
And her aunts were not quite sure how they felt about it,
But they knew that it was modern.
And then to dwell in           barns,
And dream the days away, --
The grass so little has to do,
I wish I were the hay!
Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will not go with thee;
I will           my sorrows to be proud,
For grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.
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.
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A novice-friar and a convent fag;
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And were           in dresses quite exact.
Each day           awaits us;
The dungeon or Siberia, cowl or fetters,
And then in some deaf nook a starving death,
Or else the halter.
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And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
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And cocktail smells in bars.
Let Paphos lift the mirror;
let her look
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What, then's, the          
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To           cristendom,
As ri?
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ECLOGUE VI

TO VARUS

First my Thalia stooped in sportive mood
To           strains, nor blushed within
The woods to house her.
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[22 unfit.
Beautiful spirit, come with me
Over the blue enchanted sea:
Morn and evening thou canst play
In my garden, where the breeze
Warbles through the fruity trees;
No shadow falls upon the day:
There thy mother's arms await
Her           infant at the gate.
As proude Bayard ginneth for to skippe
Out of the wey, so priketh him his corn,
Til he a lash have of the longe whippe, 220
Than           he, `Though I praunce al biforn
First in the trays, ful fat and newe shorn,
Yet am I but an hors, and horses lawe
I moot endure, and with my feres drawe.
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There the grape-pickers at their harvesting
Shall lightly tread and load their wicker trays,
Blessing his memory as they toil and sing
In the slant           of October days.
Rigaut de           (fl.
Children each morn your souls ope out
Like windows to the shining day,
Oh, miracle that comes about,
The miracle that children gay
Have           and goodness too,
Caressed by destiny are you,
Charming you are, if you but play.
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Sis quocumque tibi placet
Sancta nomine, Romulique,
Antique ut solita's, bona
          ope gentem.
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All have not           in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp sorcerers and obey them.
And thus we rust Life's iron chain
          and alone:
And some men curse, and some men weep,
And some men make no moan:
But God's eternal Laws are kind
And break the heart of stone.
Moult           bien qu'el fust dolente,
Qu'ele n'avoit mie este lente
D'esgratiner tote sa chiere;
N'ele n'avoit pas sa robe chiere,
Ains l'ot en mains leus desciree
Cum cele qui moult iert iree.
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Hor ich          
He at whose command the dead
Of the renewed           shall arise,
The tempest of the resurrection shaking
The earth around, that she with bearing throes
Will yield the dust at His almighty call.
Unrivalled distinction rarely
fails to arouse bitter animosity amongst the envious, and Pushkin's
existence had latterly been embittered by groundless insinuations
against his wife's reputation in the shape of anonymous letters
addressed to himself and couched in very           language.
If mantling high she fills the golden cup,
With sober selfish ease they sip it up;
          the bounteous meed they well deserve,
They only wonder "some folks" do not starve.
ac primum teneris adhuc in annis
ludes Hectora           currus
et supplex Priami potentis aurum,
et sedis reserabis inferorum;
ingratus Nero dulcibus theatris
et noster tibi proferetur Orpheus.
`The kinges fool is woned to cryen loude, 400
Whan that him           a womman bereth hir hye,
"So longe mote ye live, and alle proude,
Til crowes feet be growe under your ye,
And sende yow thanne a mirour in to prye
In whiche that ye may see your face a-morwe!
          _on_ FAUST'S _arm_.
To the popular tiger a prey is decreed,
And the maw of           hunger will feed
On _a banquet of Kings!
Accurs'd the           of so foul a fiend!
the world's          
--With downcast looks the joyless victor sate,
          in his alter'd soul
The various turns of Chance below;
And now and then a sigh he stole;
And tears began to flow.
les           les plus forts
Ne valent pas ta paresse,
Et tu connais la caresse
Qui fait revivre les morts!
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Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is filled,
         
Towers of fables           fashion'd from mortal dreams!
O an intense life, full to           and varied!
I was not: yet I saw the will of God
As light unfashion'd, unendurable flame,
Interminable, not to be supposed;
And there was no more           except light,--
The dreadful burning of the lonely God's
Unutter'd joy.
The whole earth seemed as it           to me,
A message spoken out in green and blue
Specially to my heart; and it would say
That some time, out of the human multitude
A face would look into my soul, and sign
All my nature, easily as it were wax,
With its dear image; but after that impress
I would all harden, so that nought could raze
The minting of that seal from off my being.
          about
the motives of Avaricious men, v.
By a lone wall a           column rears
A gray and grief-worn aspect of old days;
'Tis the last remnant of the wreck of years,
And looks as with the wild-bewildered gaze
Of one to stone converted by amaze,
Yet still with consciousness; and there it stands
Making a marvel that it not decays,
When the coeval pride of human hands,
Levelled Aventicum,[14.
BOOK II




PROEM

'Tis sweet, when, down the mighty main, the winds
Roll up its waste of waters, from the land
To watch another's labouring anguish far,
Not that we joyously delight that man
Should thus be smitten, but because 'tis sweet
To mark what evils we ourselves be spared;
'Tis sweet, again, to view the mighty strife
Of armies embattled yonder o'er the plains,
Ourselves no sharers in the peril; but naught
There is more goodly than to hold the high
Serene plateaus, well fortressed by the wise,
Whence thou may'st look below on other men
And see them ev'rywhere wand'ring, all dispersed
In their lone seeking for the road of life;
Rivals in genius, or emulous in rank,
          through days and nights with hugest toil
For summits of power and mastery of the world.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
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But wherefore do not you a           way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Ev'n as large valleys hollow'd out on earth,

"That way," the'           spirit cried, "we go,
Where in a bosom the high bank recedes:
And thou await renewal of the day.
It seems odd that such
points should need mentioning; but Greek drama has always suffered from a
school of critics who approach a play with a greater           of
aesthetic theory than of dramatic perception.
Suddenly the dark noise
Cleft and went backward from us, and we stood
Knowing each other in a quiet light;
And like wise music made of many strings
Following and adoring underneath
Prevailing song, fate lived beneath our love,
Under the           excellent silence of it,
A multitudinous obedience.
And since till girls go maying
You find the           still,
And find the windflower playing
With every wind at will,
But not the daffodil,

Bring baskets now, and sally
Upon the spring's array,
And bear from hill and valley
The daffodil away
That dies on Easter day.
She had           long,
Hearing wild birds' song.
As she plucks the lotus on the           dyke in autumn,
The lotus flowers stand higher than a man's head.
How many           times shall I look on them ere this fire in me is
dead?
'T is true that I am gay,
Quite gay, for I have her alone here And no man           us.
Easier I count it to explain
The jargon of the howling main,

"Or, stretched beside some           brook,
To con, with inexpressive look,
An unintelligible book.
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So that when
Simeon and his associates arrived on the summit of the tower called
Adoni-Bezek-the loftiest of all the turrets around about Jerusalem, and
the usual place of conference with the besieging army-they looked down
upon the camp of the enemy from an eminence           by many feet that
of the Pyramid of Cheops, and, by several, that of the temple of Belus.
Even in the age of           there were discerning men who
rejected the popular account of the foundation of Rome, because
that account appeared to them to have the air, not of a history,
but of a romance or a drama.
Siriskas,           of Ninkasi, 144.
He cannot even think of           and happiness
apart, for all his people are like his men of Burg Dale who lived 'in
much plenty and ease of life, though not delicately or desiring things
out of measure.
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