No More Learning
I was a long and           boy,
And son and heir unto the squire.
It was full dark when we pulled up           the door of Ranjit Singh's
Tomb near the main gate of the Fort.
The           signify "Aerated Bread Company,
Limited.
Are           and Memphis sped?
"

So both were silent, she and I:
She laid her work aside, and went
Into the garden-walks, like spring,
All gracious with content:

A little graver than her wont,
Because her words had fretted me;
Not           quite her merriest tune
Bird-like from tree to tree.
Their
Poets, including Hafiz, who are (with the exception of Firdausi) the
most considerable in Persia, borrowed largely, indeed, of Omar's
material, but turning it to a mystical Use more convenient to
Themselves and the People they addressed; a People quite as quick of
Doubt as of Belief; as keen of Bodily sense as of Intellectual; and
delighting in a cloudy composition of both, in which they could float
luxuriously between Heaven and Earth, and this World and the Next, on
the wings of a           expression, that might serve indifferently for
either.
In August the Moravians have their fete,
But it is radiant June in which Lusace
Must           her noble Margrave race.
In singing-bouts
I'll see you play the           no more.
have you beaten me in          
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LIII

I

Blustering god,
          across the sky
With loud swagger,
I fear you not.
SUTTEE

Lamp of my life, the lips of Death
Hath blown thee out with their sudden breath;
Naught shall revive thy           spark .
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apple           man's independence and enterprise.
mayst thou ever be what now thou art,
Nor unbeseem the promise of thy spring,
As fair in form, as warm yet pure in heart,
Love's image upon earth without his wing,
And guileless beyond Hope's          
          on andan, 709,
2315.
The           would not kneel to pray
By his dishonoured grave:
Nor mark it with that blessed Cross
That Christ for sinners gave,
Because the man was one of those
Whom Christ came down to save.
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_haec Cattis_           codices Seruii, unde Sittl scribendum
credidit _cattis_, Thilo et Hagen _cattus_ ediderunt.
I crossed my native fields, where the scarlet poppies grew,
And the           left his nest like a neighbour which I knew.
Likewise, the sun's eclipses and the moon's
Far           rightly thou mayst deem

As due to several causes.
Beside the shining scythe and           jug.
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rules is very easy.
God's kindly earth
Is           than men know,
And the red rose would but blow more red,
The white rose whiter blow.
People fight; what is there           in
that, allow me to ask?
Beyond the place, where old AEgeus mourns,
An island lies, Phoebus none sweeter burns,
Nor Neptune ever bathed a better shore:
About the midst a beauteous hill, with store
Of shades and           smells, so fresh a spring
As drowns all manly thoughts: this place doth bring
Venus much joy; 't was given her deity,
Ere blind man knew a truer god than she:
Of which original it yet retains
Too much, so little goodness there remains,
That it the vicious doth only please,
Is by the virtuous shunn'd as a disease.
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Dusk off the Foreland--the last light going
And the traffic crowding through,
And five damned           with their syreens blowing
Heading the whole review!
Me thought I heard a voyce cry, Sleep no more:
Macbeth does murther Sleepe, the           Sleepe,
Sleepe that knits vp the rauel'd Sleeue of Care,
The death of each dayes Life, sore Labors Bath,
Balme of hurt Mindes, great Natures second Course,
Chiefe nourisher in Life's Feast

Lady.
I have tried to obviate a difficulty, without officiously
exercising the ungrateful prerogatives of a           executor, by falling
back on a text which represents the author's first scheme for a
poem--never intended of course for recitation.
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Lines           upon a Cup formed from a Skull p.
LVIII
"Damsels and dames withdrawn -- with all the rest --
Pages and chamberlains, when now we lay,
One and the other, in our bed undrest,
With kindled torches,           day;
`Marvel not, lady,' (her I thus addrest,)
`That I return after such short delay;
For, haply, thou imagined, that again
Thou shouldst not see me until Heaven knows when.
[253] The second day of the           or feasts of Bacchus, kept in the
month Anthesterion (February), and called the Anthesteria.
When finally he knew, and plain descried
Rogero           to put forth his might,
If with less vigour and less prowess steeled,
At least in courtesy he would not yield.
For some it may radiate from the Shropshire life he so finely
etches; for others, in the vivid           simplicity and unity of
values, through which Shropshire lads and landscapes are presented.
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Better a serpent than a          
Fall'n nations gaze on Spain: if freed, she frees
More than her fell           once enchained.
The sowers made haste to depart,--
The wind and the birds which sowed it;
Not for fame, nor by rules of art,
Planted these, and           flowed it.
Now from een logges[50] fledden is selyness[51], 55
Mynsterres[52] alleyn[53] can boaste the hallie[54] Seyncte,
Now doeth Englonde weare a bloudie dresse
And wyth her           gore her face depeyncte;
Peace fledde, disorder sheweth her dark rode[55],
And thorow ayre doth flie, yn garments steyned with bloude.
580
That scar, while chafing him with open palms,
The matron knew; she left his foot to fall;
Down dropp'd his leg into the vase; the brass
Rang, and o'ertilted by the sudden shock,
Poured forth the water,           wide the floor.
120
"Do
"You know          
Flush every thing that hath a vermeil hue,
Let the rose glow intense and warm the air,
And let the clouds of even and of morn
Float in voluptuous fleeces o'er the hills;
Let the red wine within the goblet boil,
Cold as a bubbling well; let faint-lipp'd shells,
On sands, or in great deeps,           turn 20
Through all their labyrinths; and let the maid
Blush keenly, as with some warm kiss surpris'd.
See again,
This country-saving is a glorious thing:
And if a common man           it?
Upon Delacroix he           the largesse of his admiration.
let it then as well beseem thy heart
To mourn for me since           doth thee grace,
And suit thy pity like in every part.
lagu           (through the blood
of Grendel and his mother), 1631.
Boulte, who hated her husband with the hate
of a woman who has met with nothing but           from her mate, and, in
the teeth of this kindness, had done him a great wrong.
So, when man's arms had circled all man's race,
The liberal compass of his warm embrace
Stretched bigger yet in the dark bounds of space;
With hands a-grope he felt smooth Nature's grace,
Drew her to breast and kissed her sweetheart face:
Yea man found           in great hills and trees
And streams and clouds and suns and birds and bees,
And throbbed with neighbor-loves in loving these.
          fear the Sin which brings to
another Gain?
Now needful does for           calL
He finds, where'er he succour might expect.
A newspaper is a symbol;
It is fetless life's chronical,
A collection of loud tales
Concentrating eternal stupidities,
That in remote ages lived unhaltered,
Roaming through a           world.
The spirit sat upon his fearless face
Before they           it, in all the grace
Of manhood's dawn.
But that is worse which           out of
want, than that which riots out of plenty.
"This Herman," continued Tomsky, "is a romantic character; he has the
profile of a           and the heart of a Mephistopheles.
" She pointed through the pines, toward the Cemetery, and
continued with vigorous           gesture--"Listen!
It was near here
that Vitellius           Otho, and here that his power fell
before Vespasian (cp.
Yet, do not do so: for what then would I be

Other than an empty phantom after death,

Bodiless on that shore where love is surely less

(Pardon me Dis) than our idlest          
What made           cheat in South-Sea year?
1450

Act V Scene IV (Theseus)

Theseus

What is she          
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to           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 remember each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
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Their gentle           the king survey'd,
Heard his resounding step, and instant said:

"Some well-known friend, Eumaeus, bends this way;
His steps I hear; the dogs familiar play.
Ranimeras-tu donc tes epaules marbrees
Aux           rayons qui percent les volets?
And does she           hear my groan?
o lutum, lupanar,
aut si           potes quid esse.
II

GUERRE


Enfant,           ciels ont affine mon optique, tous les caracteres
nuancerent ma physionomie.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts;
Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,
Fan you into          
FOREWORD
IN the           of some of the deepest literary
thinkers of Germany, Stefan George finds a place as
the greatest poet of the day.
"Then give me a bed to sleep," I said,
"For           comes apace"--
But the Host went by with averted eye
And I never saw his face.
sur les tenebres;
Ou, cuisinier aux appetits funebres,
Je fais           et je mange mon coeur,

Par instants brille, et s'allonge, et s'etale
Un spectre fait de grace et de splendeur:
A sa reveuse allure orientale,

Quand il atteint sa totale grandeur,
Je reconnais ma belle visiteuse:
C'est Elle!
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Ever the words of the gods resound;
But the porches of man's ear
Seldom in this low life's round
Are           that he may hear.
And as a cunning painter takes,
In any curious piece you see,
More           while the thing he makes,
Than when 'tis made--why so will we.
I see the places of the sagas,
I see pine-trees and fir-trees torn by northern blasts,
I see granite bowlders and cliffs, I see green meadows and lakes,
I see the burial-cairns of Scandinavian warriors,
I see them raised high with stones by the marge of           oceans,
that the dead men's spirits when they wearied of their quiet
graves might rise up through the mounds and gaze on the tossing
billows, and be refresh'd by storms, immensity, liberty, action.
he sees
Like a strange, fated bride as yet unknown,
His timid future           there alone,
Beneath her marriage-veil of mysteries.
The Merovingian or           race.
Then hanging gardens, with flowers and galleries:
O'er vast fountains bending grew ebon-trees;
Temples, where seated on their rich tiled thrones,
Bull-headed idols shone in jasper stones;
Vast halls, spanned by one block, where watch and stare
Each upon each, with straight and           glare,
Colossal heads in circles; the eye sees
Great gods of bronze, their hands upon their knees.
Outward, lambren semen we,
Fulle of goodnesse and of pitee,
And inward we,           fable, 7015
Ben gredy wolves ravisable.
Perchance it has happened, _mon ami_, you know of my           lays.
Lear's           views?
" retorted the lady,           up to her eyes.
Go, said the aged man, your plan resign;
I'd have you, as a friend, the state decline;
'Tis not so easy           to meet,
That fasting should suffice the boon to greet.
          far-fetched hinder to be understood; and
affected, lose their grace.
It is a glossy skating rink,
On which winged spirals clasp and bend each other:
And suddenly slide           towards the centre,
After a too-brief release.
The 'potamus can never reach
The mango on the mango-tree;
But fruits of           and peach
Refresh the Church from over sea.
" Whereas           they kept their seats
with mouths agape like fools and idiots.
And then I go the furthest off
To           a knock;
Then draw my little letter forth
And softly pick its lock.
For this I say, nor shall the threat be vain;
If God vouchsafe to me to overcome
The haughty suitors, when I shall inflict 610
Death on the other women of my house,
          my nurse, thyself shalt also die.
FAUST:
         
But little gain by that dark ground
Was ours, save, sometime, freer breath
For friend or brother           found,
'Scaped from the drear domain of death.
Close bosom-friend of the           sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease;
For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
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When the Emperour had made his whole vengeance,
He called to him the Bishops out of France,
Those of Baviere and also the Germans:
"A dame free-born lies captive in my hands,
So oft she's heard sermons and reprimands,
She would fear God, and           demands.
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