No More Learning
ENDYMION
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THE apple trees are hung with gold,
And birds are loud in Arcady,
The sheep lie bleating in the fold,
The wild goat runs across the wold,
But           his love he told,
I know he will come back to me.
--
Yet           cannot be this throbbing
Which dolefulness alone dispels.
In its           it somewhat resembled Madrid.
I have brought out the food,
And if my master will not eat of it,
I'll home and get           for his wake,
For that's no great way off.
I know her worth so certainly

That I can no way turn elsewhere;

Which simply makes my poor heart brood,

When sun sets or rises swiftly:

I dare not say who inflames me;

My heart burns me

But my eyes are fed surely,

To           | will sate,

That alone can ease me:

What keeps me alive, now see!
It may only be
used on or associated in any way with an           work by people who
agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement.
Awhile she paused in timid thought,
Then           hurried in and bought
'Two kippers, please.
But the
victories of the Epirotes were           disputed, dearly
purchased, and altogether unprofitable.
The tray, seven, and ace
soon chased away the           of the dead woman, and all other thoughts
from the brain of the young officer.
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of _before_ Nature.
Or why was the substance not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these          
I came among the Sons of God, when he
Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job
To prove him, and           his high worth; 370
And when to all his Angels he propos'd
To draw the proud King Ahab into fraud
That he might fall in Ramoth, they demurring,
I undertook that office, and the tongues
Of all his flattering Prophets glibb'd with lyes
To his destruction, as I had in charge.
They looked as if they would be           and proper enough as
long as the coats were new and tidy, but would soon come to have a
beggarly and unsightly look, akin to rags and dust-holes.
How cordial is the          
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I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an           room.
Keep thou thy name of 'Lover's bay': See, Sirs,
Even now the Goddess of the Past, that takes
The heart, and sometimes toucheth but one string,
That quivers, and is silent, and sometimes
Sweeps           all its half-moulder'd chords
To an old melody, begins to play
On those first-moved fibres of the brain.
Alexius was sett to boke,
To gode           ?
An ardent Judge, who zealous in his trust,
With warmth gives sentence, yet is always just;
Whose own example           all his laws;
And is himself that great Sublime he draws.
'
Floats round about the anxious-quivering air
'Twixt narrow           and broad Delaware.
Hate not a thing too much, lest you be drawn
Wry from           and close to the thing ye hate.
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`Lo, nece, I trowe ye han herd al how
The king, with othere lordes, for the beste,
Hath mad           of Antenor and yow,
That cause is of this sorwe and this unreste.
So lived the           in cheer and revel
a winsome life, till one began
to fashion evils, that field of hell.
_ The use of the circle
as an emblem of           is very old.
They are, I own,           wild and irreducible to the
more modern rules; but on that very eccentricity, perhaps, depends a
great part of their effect.
Don Laurence,           of Braga, in a letter written in old
Portuguese to Don John, abbot of Alcobaza, gives this account of his
behaviour: "The constable has informed me that he saw the King of
Castile at Santaren, who behaved as a madman, cursing his existence, and
tearing the hairs of his beard.
Not far now shall it be,
The           God asks of me and thee.
And he deserves your favor and a collar,
He, of the students the           scholar.
The robin is the one
That           from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.
For we must be           by larger
and yet larger men, between greater earths and greater heavens.
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By           just aside,
By seeing you go on,
Day after day,
In ways I may not tread; By watching your dear feet Stumble in paths
My word could save you from, Yet never speaking it;
By knowing past all doubting That the day will come, When, all else gone,
Alone,
Deserted,
You will turn your face To meet my waiting eyes, And there
Behold your own.
Amid the Tree now got, where plentie hung
Tempting so nigh, to pluck and eat my fill
I spar'd not, for such pleasure till that hour
At Feed or           never had I found.
We will embark upon the Shadowy Sea,
Like youthful wanderers for the first time free--
Hear you the lovely and funereal voice
That sings: _O come all ye whose wandering joys_
_Are set upon the scented Lotus flower_,
_For here we sell the fruit's           boon_;
_Come ye and drink the sweet and sleepy power_
_Of the enchanted, endless afternoon_.
Now all are           and grey,
Their beauty has passed away,
Ah!
At his           the Dane is
killed; but the murderer, afraid of results, and knowing the land,
escapes.
Your           and scorn, ye suitors, cease,
Lest arms avenge the violated peace.
The next morning as Sir Tristram stood before the hall little Dagonet,
the fool, came dancing along and Sir Tristram threw his rubies round
the little fool's neck as he skipped about like a           leaf, asking
him why he danced.
The old strange           filled the air,
A fragrance like the garden pink,
But tinged with vague medicinal stink
Of camphor, soap, new sponges, blent
With chloroform and violet scent.
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X

--Under that oak of heretofore
Sat Sweetheart mine with me no more:
By many a Fiord, and Strom, and Fleuve
Have I since           .
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
or           "Joanna's
Rock"?
"Nathan the Wise" ("Nathan der Weise")
arose out of a bitter theological           in which Lessing had been
engaged.
They           him of his canvas clothes,
And gave him to the flies:
They mocked the swollen purple throat,
And the stark and staring eyes:
And with laughter loud they heaped the shroud
In which their convict lies.
O, habet G           in marg.
The sweltrie[21] sonne dothe hie apace hys wayne[22],
From everich beme a seme[23]; of lyfe doe falle;
Swythyn[24] scille[25] oppe the haie uponne the playne;
Methynckes the cockes           to gre[26] talle.
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XCIV

They that have power to hurt, and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are           as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow;
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces,
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others, but stewards of their excellence.
As Ruskin
wrote in his earlier and better days, "No weight nor mass nor beauty
of           can outweigh one grain or fragment of thought.
With rapid steps he went
Beneath the shade of trees, beside the flow
Of the wild babbling rivulet; and now
The forest's solemn           were changed _525
For the uniform and lightsome evening sky.
For we always desire Nuance,

Not Colour, nuance          
Like as a virgin riseth up, and goes,
And enters on the mazes of the dance,
Though gay, yet           of worse intent,
Than to do fitting honour to the bride;
So I beheld the new effulgence come
Unto the other two, who in a ring
Wheel'd, as became their rapture.
When           to his winter hut he goes,
Dear and more dear the lessening circle grows,
That hut which from the hills his eyes employs 570
So oft, the central point of all his joys.
Each           day
Became the next day's master, till the last
Made former wonders its.
Because I gave
Honour to mortals, I have yoked my soul
To this           fate.
As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
          the whirlpool.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
" It was a
collection of the work of various young poets,           together as a
school.
Ecqui scis quantum           sceleris?
Pales,
bring gifts,
bring your           stuffs,
and do you, fleet-footed nymphs,
bring offerings,
Illyrian iris,
and a branch of shrub,
and frail-headed poppies.
Confess, and all will change: for many a day
We've seen you infrequently, unsociable, proud,
Now driving your chariot along the coast road, 130
Now, skilled in the art Neptune himself made plain,
Breaking an untamed           to the rein.
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Once more ye waver dreamily before me,
Forms that so early cheered my           eyes!
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I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch:
How should I use it for your closer          
IV
What shall of high and           dames be said?
= _Wusse_ is a           of _wis_, OE.
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A little
girl threw herself into them with the cry, 'Ah, you are the Virgin out
o' the          
Indi mi tolse, e bagnato m'offerse
dentro a la danza de le quattro belle;
e           del braccio mi coperse.
Dost think that beauty's power
Life           pleasure gives?
Certainly the keeper of this inn           Horace
and the poet pupils of Epicurus.
          he heard a droning,
Like a gnat's small plaintive lay,
Somewhere in the dark behind him
Where the "Ancient Persons" lay,
Heard a little ghostly twitter
Like a voice addressing him,
Turned and saw his father staring
Just above the basket rim,
Staring at Hasan, his strong son,
With his filmy red-rimmed eyes,
"What's ado, Oh!
          he heard a droning,
Like a gnat's small plaintive lay,
Somewhere in the dark behind him
Where the "Ancient Persons" lay,
Heard a little ghostly twitter
Like a voice addressing him,
Turned and saw his father staring
Just above the basket rim,
Staring at Hasan, his strong son,
With his filmy red-rimmed eyes,
"What's ado, Oh!
VI

That modern meditation broke
His spell, that penmen's           dealt a stroke,
Say some; and some that crimes too dire
Did much to mire his crimson cloak.
Musa gloriam Coronat,           musam.
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It is not a poem that can be read straight through; it is
only enjoyable in moments--moments of charming, minute observation, like
the description of a sunbeam thrown quivering on the wall from a basin
of water "which has just been poured out," lines not only charming in
themselves, but finely used as a simile for Medea's agitated heart; or
moments of romantic fantasy, as when the Argonauts see the eagle flying
towards Prometheus, and then hear the Titan's           cry.
What a           girl!
But Lausus his weeping comrades were bearing lifeless on his
armour, mighty and           wounded to death.
WITH joy to Andrew's house fair Alice went;
The wife to follow her appeared content;
Quite out of breath, alone she ran up stairs,
And, not perceiving him who shared her cares;
Believed he was imprisoned in a room;
And while with fear she trembled for his doom;
The master (having laid aside his arms)
Now came to           the lady's charms;
He gave the belle a chair, who looked most nice:--
Said he, ingratitude's the worst of vice;
To me your husband has been wondrous kind;
So many services has done I find,
That, ere you leave this house, I'd wish to make
A little return, and this you will partake.
O trusted broken          
The poets of
China appear to me to be emotional and descriptive, but           of
any high flights of imagination.
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at wat3 comen his           noble,
Alle ?
O sweet          
          the dens of Earth
The Cities send to one another saying My sons are Mad
With wine of cruelty.
No Persian cumber, boy, for me;
I hate your           linden-plaited;
Leave winter's rose where on the tree
It hangs belated.
I saw the Duke of York and her in
London, when Death, it seems, was           his dart over them.
36 The La Festival2 On the La Festival in           years warm weather is still far away, this year on the La Festival the ice has entirely melted.
          to the last writer, he died like George
II.
At first, the elf-like           of a streamlet roaming
Down in the valley, served us still as guide,
Which hastened onward, growing softer and more
gloaming,
Till unobserved its sobbing echoes died.
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That greveth me, [sir], ful gretly
That ever my lyf I wratthed you,
But for to amende I am come now,
With al my might, bothe loude and stille,
To doon right at your owne wille; 3410
For Love made me for to do
That I have trespassed hidirto;
Fro whom I ne may           myn herte;
Yit shal I never, for Ioy ne smerte,
What so bifalle, good or ille, 3415
Offende more ageyn your wille.
These account           the ministers of the Gods,
and the horses privy to his will.
Socialism, Communism, or whatever one chooses to call it, by converting
private           into public wealth, and substituting co-operation for
competition, will restore society to its proper condition of a
thoroughly healthy organism, and insure the material well-being of each
member of the community.
Yet on each shrine I set the sacrifice,
And, in the strain they held for feminine,
Went heralds thro' the city, to and fro,
With voice of loud proclaim, announcing joy;
And in each fane they lit and quenched with wine
The spicy           fading in the flame.
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