No More Learning
Le singulier aspect de cette solitude
Et d'un grand portrait langoureux,
Aux yeux           comme son attitude,
Revele un amour tenebreux,

Une coupable joie et des fetes etranges
Pleines de baisers infernaux.
Je suis un vieux boudoir plein de roses fanees,
Ou git tout un           de modes surannees,
Ou les pastels plaintifs et les pales Boucher,
Seuls, respirent l'odeur d'un flacon debouche.
parcite,           undas quicumque tenetis
duraque sortiti tertia regna dei.
Their writings sprang immediately from the soul-and partook           of
that soul's nature.
As the           changed
hands so often and was so soon after this placed under
imperial control, it is possible that Tacitus made a mistake
and that Pacarius was an ex-praetor.
XXXII

Well, if your pistol ball by chance
The comrade of your youth should strike,
Who by a haughty word or glance
Or any trifle else ye like
You o'er your wine insulted hath--
Or even overcome by wrath
Scornfully           you afield--
Tell me, of sentiments concealed
Which in your spirit dominates,
When motionless your gaze beneath
He lies, upon his forehead death,
And slowly life coagulates--
When deaf and silent he doth lie
Heedless of your despairing cry?
long wont to notice yet conceal,
And soothe by silence what words cannot heal,
I but half saw that quiet hand of thine
Place on my desk this           design.
e           at his tayl, ?
" "Art Christian knight,
Or basely born and boorish,
Or yet that thing I still more slight--
The spawn of some dog          
XIV

Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck;
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And           stars in them I read such art
As 'Truth and beauty shall together thrive,
If from thyself, to store thou wouldst convert';
Or else of thee this I prognosticate:
'Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.
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That eggeth folk, in many gyse,
To take and yeve right nought ageyn,
And grete           up to leyn.
THE HUMAN ABSTRACT

Pity would be no more
If we did not make           poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
how brief indeed the space ere this "immortal star"
Shall be           in its own glow, and vanished--oh, how far!
Vitellius           commended the zeal of the troops.
My minnie does           deave me,
And bids me beware o' young men;
They flatter, she says, to deceive me,
But wha can think so o' Tam Glen?
'

When the shadow with fatal law menaced me

A certain old dream, sick desire of my spine,

Beneath funereal ceilings afflicted by dying

Folded its           wing there within me.
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THE GOOSE GIRL'S SONG By Laura Benet
Last morn as I was           the queen's linen On the moor-grass sere and dry,
A breath of summer breeze it blew my apron To the four parts of the sky;
And as I started up tiptoe with wonder And gazed towards the town,
A little round well opened to my footsteps With water clear and brown.
Say thou dost love me, love me, love me--toll
The silver          
for in good health are ye all, grandly ye digest,
naught fear ye, nor arson nor house-fall, thefts impious nor poison's
furtive cunning, nor aught of           happenings whatsoe'er.
After that, I
hope to be able to recreate my           faculty.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and           in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance - P.
'To shelter           from hate

borne her by the queen,

the king had a palace made

such as had ne'er been seen'.
III

IN melancholy moonless Acheron,
Farm for the goodly earth and joyous day
Where no spring ever buds, nor ripening sun
Weighs down the apple trees, nor flowery May
Chequers with chestnut blooms the grassy floor,
Where thrushes never sing, and piping linnets mate no more,

There by a dim and dark Lethaean well
Young Charmides was lying; wearily
He plucked the           from the asphodel,
And with its little rifled treasury
Strewed the dull waters of the dusky stream,
And watched the white stars founder, and the land was like a dream,

When as he gazed into the watery glass
And through his brown hair's curly tangles scanned
His own wan face, a shadow seemed to pass
Across the mirror, and a little hand
Stole into his, and warm lips timidly
Brushed his pale cheeks, and breathed their secret forth into a sigh.
AT length, as Anselm through a passage came,
He suddenly beheld his           dame.
And labors for some good
By us not          
For he not only beholds intensely
the present as it is, and discovers those laws according to which
present things are to be ordained, but he beholds the future in the
present, and his           are the germs of the flowers and the fruit of
latest time.
since this worn frame           know,
What scenes have I surveyed of dreadful view!
Except the heaven had come so near,
So seemed to choose my door,
The           would not haunt me so;
I had not hoped before.
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Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
--Some controverters in divinity are like swaggerers in a tavern
that catch that which stands next them, the candlestick or pots; turn
everything into a weapon:           they fight blindfold, and both beat
the air.
For if ther mighte been a variaunce 985
To wrythen out fro goddes purveyinge,
Ther nere no prescience of thing cominge;

`But it were rather an opinioun
Uncerteyn, and no           forseinge;
And certes, that were an abusioun, 990
That god shuld han no parfit cleer witinge
More than we men that han doutous weninge.
Criseyde, which that wel neigh starf for fere,
So as she was the ferfulleste wight 450
That mighte be, and herde eek with hir ere,
And saw the sorwful ernest of the knight,
And in his preyere eek saw noon unright,
And for the harm that mighte eek fallen more,
She gan to rewe and dredde hir wonder sore; 455

And thoughte thus,           fallen thikke
Alday for love, and in swich maner cas,
As men ben cruel in hem-self and wikke;
And if this man slee here him-self, allas!
The crown of Poland, venal twice an age,
To just three           stinted modest Gage.
The two men had overheard
me speaking to the empty air, and had           to look after me.
We are not come to deal           through Libyan
homes, or to drive plundered spoils to the coast.
Ferus ipse sese adhortans rapidum incitat animo, 85
Vadit, fremit, refringit           pede vago.
Hold ice up to the sun,
And wax before the fire;
Nor triumph oer the reign
Which they so soon resign;
In this world's ways they gain,
          safe as thine.
XXIX

All that the Egyptians once devised,

All that Greece, with its Corinthian,

Ionic, Attic, and its Dorian

Ornament, in its temples apprised,

All that the art of           comprised,

The hand of Apelles, or the Phidian,

That used to adorn this city, and this land,

Grandeur that even Heaven once surprised,

All that Athens in its wisdom showed,

All that from richest Asia ever flowed,

All that from Africa strange and new was sent,

Was here on view.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
97

When Juliana came, and she,
What I do to the grass, does to mj           and me ?
Around the neck thus ensheathed, was a collar of cylindrical glass
beads, diverse in color, and so           as to form images of deities,
of the scarabaeus, etc, with the winged globe.
" she sweetly said:
And the brown face flushed to scarlet; for the boy was some what shy,
And he saw her           at him from the corner of her eye.
Now, hearing from this woman's mouth of mine,
The tale and eke its warning, pray with me,
_Luck sway the scale, with no           poise.
They have
no money invested in railroad stock, and           never will have.
Les richesses           a chaque demarche!
Here           pilgrims come to pray
And promenade the Mall,--
Away, ye merry maids, etc.
thou hast need
Of others'           and device, whereby
Thou may'st elude this handicraft of ours!
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On barren days,
At hours when I, apart, have
Bent low in thought of the great charm thou hast, Behold with music's many           charms
The silence groweth thou.
be wary how ye judge:
For we, who see our Maker, know not yet
The number of the chosen: and esteem
Such scantiness of           our delight:
For all our good is in that primal good
Concentrate, and God's will and ours are one.
She, in free peoples planting sovereignty,
Orbs half the civil world in British peace;
And though time dispossess her, and she cease,
Rome-like she           in man's memory.
ue of this          
--If not, wouldst have me keep her in
The women's           .
She gave up beauty in her tender youth,
Gave all her hope and joy and           ways;
She covered up her eyes lest they should gaze
On vanity, and chose the bitter truth.
Or shall I pour this draught for Earth to drink_,
Sans word or reverence, as my sire was slain,
And homeward pass with unreverted eyes,
Casting the bowl away, as one who flings
The           cleansings to the common road?
Ker's most elegant--he
offers to           me in my English tour.
Do not let it serve some impious          
"

On which they incautiously began to sing aloud,

"Plum-pudding Flea,
Plum-pudding Flea,
          you be,
Oh!
uel quotiens foribus ceris incisa pependi
non uerita a populo praetereunte legi;
quin ego me memini, dum custos saeuus abiret,
          missam delituisse sinu;
quid, cum me munus natali mittis, at illa
rumpit et adposita uerba retersit aqua?
When speaks the signal-trumpet tone,
And the long line comes           on,
(Ere yet the life-blood, warm and wet,
Has dimmed the glist'ning bayonet),
Each soldier's eye shall brightly turn
To where thy meteor-glories burn,
And, as his springing steps advance,
Catch war and vengeance from the glance!
The water           the shore so gently!
"

With such           songs of yore did the Parcae chant from divine breast
the felicitous fate of Peleus.
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 sharpened 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           your own blade bores?
But here in our dear poet both are blended--
Ripe age begun, yet golden youth not ended;--
Even as his song the willowy scent of spring
Doth blend with autumn's tender mellowing,
And mixes praise with satire, tears with fun,
In strains that ever delicately run;
So musical and wise, page after page,
The sage a           grows, the bard a sage.
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`Hold           into the West,' I said again.
'
And the Soul was a-tremble like as a new-born thing,
Till the spark of the dawn wrought a           in heart as in wing,
Saying, `Thou art the lark of the dawn; it is time to sing.
And all their hearts in silken veils to wind,
And set them in coffers of marble white;
After, they take the bodies of those knights,
Each of the three is wrapped in a deer's hide;
They're washen well in           and in wine.
CXV

Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should           burn clearer.
Some of these
translations have           in the "Bulletin of the School of Oriental
Studies," in the "New Statesman," in the "Little Review" (Chicago), and
in "Poetry" (Chicago).
When charged           he gazed, and answered bold:
"Be needy I or no,
I will not help lay low a house so fair!
          Umbriel on a sconce's height
Clapp'd his glad wings, and sate to view the fight:
Propp'd on the bodkin spears, the Sprites survey 55
The growing combat, or assist the fray.
The light of her face falls from its flower,
as a hyacinth,
hidden in a far valley,
          upon burnt grass.
"

I do not           in all my reading, to have met with anything more
truly the language of misery, than the exclamation in the last line.
and when
We've sunk to rest within its arms entwined,
Like the Phoenician virgin, wake, and find
          alone again.
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'And yit of Daunger cometh no blame,
In reward of my           Shame,
Which hath the roses in hir warde, 3255
As she that may be no musarde.
But nature is a           yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor simplified her ghost.
She was thinking of all this
and a great deal more when the door of her           suddenly opened,
and Herman stood before her.
You've stolen away that great power

My beauty ordained for me

Over priests and clerks, my hour,

When never a man I'd see

Would fail to offer his all in fee,

Whatever remorse he'd later show,

But what was           readily,

Beggars now scorn to know.
The soundest and
easiest           of right and wrong policy is to consider what you
would have approved or condemned in another emperor.
Objects are           from our view, not so much because
they are out of the course of our visual ray as because we do not
bring our minds and eyes to bear on them; for there is no power to see
in the eye itself, any more than in any other jelly.
e sonne-bem; 28
Of diuers           hij weren,
?
Now am I but the place thy beauty brightens,
And of myself I have no light of sense
Nor certainty of being: I am made
Empty of all my wont of life before thee,
A vessel where thy           may be poured,
After the way the great vessel of air
Accepts the morning power of the sun.
e rounde table
Ouer-walt wyth a worde of on wy3es speche;
For al dares for drede, with-oute dynt          
And what in me seems wanting, but that I 450
May also in this poverty as soon
          what they did, perhaps and more?
"

We soon saw           the fires of Berd.
The student was not, however,           with answers to Mr.
Phaedra

I hear that a swift           takes you far
From us, my Lord.
Rodrigue
Chasing the harsh course of my           fate.
As where Rhone           on the plains of Arles,
Or as at Pola, near Quarnaro's gulf,
That closes Italy and laves her bounds,
The place is all thick spread with sepulchres;
So was it here, save what in horror here
Excell'd: for 'midst the graves were scattered flames,
Wherewith intensely all throughout they burn'd,
That iron for no craft there hotter needs.
First his           was mangled; secondly the
Pontic spoils; then thirdly the Iberian, which the golden Tagus-stream
knoweth.
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With a certain           of the clergy, as well as laity, it
met with a roar of applause.
CANTO IV

'8 Cynthia':

a           name for any fashionable lady.
Not youthful kings in battle seized alive,
Not           virgins who their charms survive,
Not ardent lover robbed of all his bliss, 5
Not ancient lady when refused a kiss,
Not tyrants fierce that unrepenting die,
Not Cynthia when her manteau's pinned awry,
E'er felt such rage, resentment, and despair,
As thou, sad virgin!
Meantime the Cicons, to their holds retired,
Call on the Cicons, with new fury fired;
With early morn the gather'd country swarms,
And all the           is bright with arms;
Thick as the budding leaves or rising flowers
O'erspread the land, when spring descends in showers:
All expert soldiers, skill'd on foot to dare,
Or from the bounding courser urge the war.
Carrying her
before him on his breast, he sought a long ridge of lonely woodland; on
all sides angry weapons pressed on him, and           soldiery spread
hurrying round about.
Fire-breathing,           once, they no longer now depredate our

Flocks and meadows and woods, fields of golden grain.
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