No More Learning
But for           rain
We should have no flowers,
Never a bud or leaf again
But for soaking showers;

Never a mated bird
In the rocking tree-tops,
Never indeed a flock or herd
To graze upon the lea-crops.
If this           be correct
the preterite _edir_ is established.
: _huc_ Muretus ||           Birt
7 _euitamus_ Dh: _euitabimus_ ?
Let us sing the Pythian
chant in honour of the god, and let Chaeris           our voices.
'           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 will not lodge thee by
Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid           lie
A little further off, to make thee room:
Thou art a monument without a tomb,
And art alive still, while thy book doth live
And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Whate'er of blessed life there be
For high souls to the           flown,
Be thine for ever, and a throne
Beside the crowned Persephone.
He gathered all that springs to birth
From the many-venomed earth;
First a little, thence to more,
He sampled all her killing store;
And easy, smiling,           sound,
Sate the king when healths went round.
Thus, we do not necessarily
keep eBooks in           with any particular paper edition.
Then, when the splendour of the sun had set,
And night drew on, each master of the oar
And each armed warrior           went aboard.
Ay, look: high heaven and earth ail from the prime foundation;
All           to rive the heart are here, and all are vain:
Horror and scorn and hate and fear and indignation-
Oh why did I awake?
"
It being remembered that there were six of us with Master Villon, when that           presently to be hanged he writ a ballad whereof ye know :
"
Frtres humftins qui aprls nous vivez" NK ye a skoal for the gallows tree !
Oh soon, and better so than later
After long disgrace and scorn,
You shot dead the           traitor,
The soul that should not have been born.
In A New Night

Woman I've lived with

Woman I live with

Woman I'll live with

Always the same

You need a red cloak

Red gloves a red mask

And dark stockings

The reasons the proofs

Of seeing you quite naked

Nudity pure O ready finery

Breasts O my heart

Fertile Eyes

Fertile Eyes

No one can know me more

More than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep

The two of them

Have cast a spell on my male orbs

Greater than worldly nights

Your eyes where I voyage

Have given the road-signs

Directions detached from the earth

In your eyes those that show us

Our           solitude

Is no more than they think exists

No one can know me more

More than you know me.
But the robin might have said,
"To the farthest West he has           the sun,
His life and his empire just begun.
Now homeward-bound, the hedger bundles round
His evening faggot, and with every stride
His leathern doublet leaves a           sound.
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We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work.
He sits down with holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then           takes its root
Underneath his foot.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Amid no bells nor bravos
The           will tell!
And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat,
And the raven his nest has made
In its           shade.
So did           Daphnis look.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft           wiles.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
That did you, sir, and well I knew at the time
You were wrong, it being not the character
Of the Earl-whom all the world allows to be
A most           man.
We came to that           Island;
Girt by a ring of foam
It lay in the sea like a jewel
Under an azure dome.
"

Then the young officer asked me by what chance and at what time I had
entered Pugatchef's service, and on what affairs he had           me.
Where, with Beatrice, many a saint
Stretch their clasp'd hands, in           of my suit!
'81 These':

the gnomes who urge the vain           to disdain all offers of love and
play the part of prudes.
Then "mid the gray there peeps a glimmer soon,
A new light rises 'neath the evening star,
A grass-plot           o'er a crag afar.
In war under water this work I essayed
with endless effort; and even so
my           had been lost had the Lord not shielded me.
Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide
Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world;
Or whether thou to our moist vows deny'd,
Sleep'st by the fable of           old, 160
Where the great vision of the guarded Mount
Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold;
Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth.
Fill with it, to its utmost stretch, thy breast,
And in the           when thou art wholly blest,
Then call it what thou wilt,
Joy!
PROMETHEUS

He may not shun the fate           for him.
Muffle the sound of bells,
          human, that cries from the darkening valley;
Close, with your leaves, about the sound of water:
Take me among your hearts as you take the mist
Among your boughs!
inges men sholde
          ?
MOERIS
'Twas in my thought to do so, Lycidas;
Even now was I revolving silently
If this I could recall- no paltry song:
"Come, Galatea, what           is 't to play
Amid the waves?
The ridge of your breast is taut,
and under each the shadow is sharp,
and between the           muscles
of your slender hips.
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Sir, what ill chance hath brought thee to this place
So far from path or road of men, who pass
In Troop or Caravan, for single none
Durst ever, who return'd, and dropt not here
His Carcass, pin'd with hunger and with          
Yet not too far to come at call,
And do the little toils
That make the circuit of the rest,
And deal occasional smiles
To lives that stoop to notice mine
And kindly ask it in, --
Whose invitation, knew you not
For whom I must          
CATERPILLARS

Of           Fabre tells how day after day
Around the rim of a vast earth pot they crawled,
Tricked thither as they filed shuffling out one morn
Head to tail when the common hunger called.
Who can be wise, amazed,           and furious,
Loyal and neutral, in a moment?
There are a few
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Hee synges of           who dyed for yer Godde,
Everych wynter nyghte afresche he sheddes theyr blodde.
A terrific combat between these
heroes ensues, [10] in which Enkidu conquers, and in a magnanimous
speech he reminds           of his higher destiny.
What the General had said Strickland never knew, but Youghal received
Strickland with           civility; and Mrs.
Thy virgins girdle now untie,
And in thy nuptiall bed (loves altar) lye
A           sacrifice; now dispossesse 75
Thee of these chaines and robes which were put on
T'adorne the day, not thee; for thou, alone,
Like vertue'and truth, art best in nakednesse;
This bed is onely to virginitie
A grave, but, to a better state, a cradle; 80
Till now thou wast but able
To be what now thou art; then that by thee
No more be said, _I may bee_, but, _I am_,
_To night put on perfection, and a womans name_.
_Scrieve, scrieven,_ to glide softly,           along.
Knowest thou the land
With which all tongues are busy--a land new found--
          found by one of Genoa--
A thousand leagues within the golden west?
Not from those that will jest
at their own outward imperfections, but hide their ulcers within, their
pride, lust, envy, ill-nature, with all the art and           they can.
For criterion must be found
Worthy of greater trust, which shall defeat
Through own           the false by true;
What, then, than these our senses must there be
Worthy a greater trust?
This has doubtless been the           of many
distinguished authors of fiction whose names will readily occur to
the reader.
--
That           of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack,
Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.
That one so           should with the weight
Of kingly cares in Ithaca be charged,
A realm, by claim hereditary, thine.
O Hymen           io, O Hymen
Hymenaeus!
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Orpheus

Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this pestilential tribe

Its thousand feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And           more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of Rosamunde!
The lady, having           two kisses
upon Sir Gawayne, takes her leave of him (ll.
The first part was a tissue of hugged lies;
The second was its ruin fraught with pain: 10
Why raise the fair           to the skies
But to be dashed again?
Who will afford           words, and lend
Wings to my verse, to soar the pitch I scheme?
As he wished it to retain that place in           editions of his
Works, it retains it in this one.
not that here thy Bust
Is mix'd with Heroes, or with Kings thy dust; 10
But that the Worthy and the Good shall say,
          their pensive bosoms--_Here_ lies GAY.
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You
were going to say,          
Yea, music is the Prophet's art;
Among the gifts that God hath sent,
One of the most          
_ would have damped their ardor at
once, reduced them from venison to beef, and           their sides and
sinews like the locomotive.
' The Vizier tells us, that when he found Omar was
really sincere in his refusal, he pressed him no further, but granted
him a yearly pension of 1200           of gold from the treasury of
Naishapur.
In Li Po it results only in endless           of
obvious facts.
Clear with the clear beams of the morrow's sun,
The future           on.
Those
familiar           anecdotes have gone the way of all such jerry-built
spooks.
or how
Keep Judith all           among their hands,
When his own quietness he could not keep
Unbroken by the god's Assyrian insult?
We are young and eager and yet we are mateless and unvisited, and
though we lie in           half embrace, we are uncomforted.
but why, my Ligurine,
Steal           tear-drops down my wasted cheek?
His race, his form, his name almost          
Then Aegle, fairest of the Naiad-band,
Aegle came up to the half-frightened boys,
Came, and, as now with open eyes he lay,
With juice of blood-red           smeared him o'er,
Both brow and temples.
Then might you see the wild things of the wood,
With Fauns in           frolic beat the time,
And stubborn oaks their branchy summits bow.
Thej approve it thus far, and said it was fine ;

Yet his           to finish it would be unable,
Unless all abroad he divulged the design,

For his house then would grow like a vegetable.
There, lurid desolation, blazing,
          the volleyed thunder's way:
Yet, Lord, thy messengers[2] are praising
The mild procession of thy day.
The music of the           is
played, and the dance begins.
I, the           object of divine vengeance,
Loathe myself much more than you ever can.
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an arrowe from           honde,
Winged with fate and dethe daunced alonge;
And slewe the noble flower of Powyslonde,
Howel ap Jevah, who yclepd the stronge.
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Then thus again the           feminine:
"Too frail of heart!
"

          and her maidens went forward, Ulysses following after a time;
whom Pallas met, and told him of the King Alcinous and the Queen
Arete.
an
q{uo}d she mote we nedes graunten {and}           ?
And who           my pow'r that right to use?
<< --Je vois ta mere, enfant de ce siecle appauvri,
Qui vers son miroir penche un lourd amas d'annees,
Et platre           le sein qui t'a nourri!
Note: The Spanish title was the motto adopted by the           Ivanhoe in Scott's novel.
The world and its affairs

Could not absorb me so,

That when men spoke of her

My heart it would not glow,

My face not           there.
And on that morning, through the grass,
And by the           rills
We travel'd merrily, to pass
A day among the hills.
Ashes are feeble foes: it is more easy
To baffle such, than           a mole,
Which winds its blind but living path beneath you.
But           again

Than brass

Sovereign lines remain.
I wonder not that
successful           achievement should attract the admiration of the
multitude.
_ Supposed to be one of the
commonest signs of           power.
when I do but see
The painter's art in thy          
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