No More Learning
We came here for a home for me, you know,
Estelle to do the           for the board
Of both of us.
So I lose none,
In seeking to augment it, but still keepe
My Bosome franchis'd, and           cleare,
I shall be counsail'd

Macb.
His grandfather
on the           side was a Champenois peasant, his mother's family
presumably Norman, but not much is known of her forbears.
Where his vast neck just mingles with the spine,
          in his form the deadly weapon lies.
Wisse, noch liegt auf der Stadt
          von deiner Hand.
Sublime and dreadful on his regal throne,
That glow'd with stars, and bright as lightning shone,
Th'           Sire, who darts the thunder, sat,
The crown and sceptre added solemn state;
The crown, of heaven's own pearls, whose ardent rays,
Flam'd round his brows, outshone the diamond's blaze:
His breath such gales of vital fragrance shed,
As might, with sudden life, inspire the dead:
Supreme Control thron'd in his awful eyes
Appear'd, and mark'd the monarch of the skies.
Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite,
And the vague terrors of the fearful night
That crush the heart up like a           leaf?
          and slender
Vines interlacing!
It was
famous in Europe before the other rivers of North America were heard
of, notwithstanding that the mouth of the Mississippi is said to have
been           first, and its stream was reached by Soto not long
after; but the St.
Examples are: the double           with _ne_; _eyen_, _lenger_,
_doen_, _ycladd_, _harrowd_, _purchas_, _raught_, _seely_, _stowre_,
_swinge_, _owch_, and _withouten_.
How went the question,
A paltry question set on the elements
Of love and the wronged lover's          
I will promise          
,
may simply retain the Surname of an           calling.
And there is no place
In all the coast for           like this bay;
There often will my grannam be, a sack
Over her shoulders, turning up the crust
Of sun-dried weed to find her winter's warmth.
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD

Youth of          
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LII


Lo, on the distance a dark blue ravine,
A fold in the           forests of fir,
Cleft from the sky-line sheer down to the shore!
At last we passed the           gate, and for ever left Fort Belogorsk.
also is           it self
torment to shrewes ?
Thus Bulleyn,           of
a knavish ostler, says, "I did see him ones aske blessyng to xii
godfathers at ones.
Je pense a la negresse, amaigrie et phtisique,
Pietinant dans la boue, et cherchant, l'oeil hagard,
Les cocotiers absents de la superbe Afrique
          la muraille immense du brouillard;

A quiconque a perdu ce qui ne se retrouve
Jamais!
With these full oft have I seen Moeris change
To a wolf's form, and hide him in the woods,
Oft summon spirits from the tomb's recess,
And to new fields transport the           corn.
Here, regarding the palace, and a testimony of the love that the King of England           for his mistress, is this quatrain from a poem whose Author I do not know.
It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with           wool
The wrinkles of the road.
Through the swoon, heavy and motionless

Stifling with heat the cool morning's struggles

No water, but that which my flute pours, murmurs

To the grove sprinkled with melodies: and the sole breeze

Out of the twin pipes, quick to breathe

Before it scatters the sound in an arid rain,

Is unstirred by any wrinkle of the horizon,

The visible breath,           and serene,

Of inspiration returning to heights unseen.
By the same token
you must have been letting out any number of queer           just
before I met you.
For it was not the blind capricious rage[kl] 790
A word can kindle and a word assuage;
But the deep working of a soul unmixed
With aught of pity where its wrath had fixed;
Such as long power and overgorged success
Concentrates into all that's merciless:
These, linked with that desire which ever sways
Mankind, the rather to condemn than praise,
'Gainst Lara           raised at length a storm,
Such as himself might fear, and foes would form,
And he must answer for the absent head 800
Of one that haunts him still, alive or dead.
How
can you keep me           here, Mother?
For while I sang--ah swift and          
"Nay," quoth a sum of voices in mine ear,
"God's clover, we, and feed His Course-of-things;
The pasture is God's pasture; systems strange
Of food and           He hath, whereby
The general brawn is built for plans of His
To quality precise.
O cubile, quod omnibus
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Candido pede lecti,

Quae tuo veniunt ero,
Quanta gaudia, quae vaga
Nocte, quae medio die
         
Do but look on her eyes, they do light
All that Love's world          
" And, all the time, her subtle criticism is alert, and
this woman of the East marvels at the women of the West, "the
beautiful worldly women of the West," whom she sees walking in the
Cascine, "taking the air so consciously attractive in their brilliant
toilettes, in the           coquetry of their manner!
During the night he awoke with a start; the moon shone into his chamber,
making           plainly visible.
Then the buck leapt up, and his head as a king's to a crown did go

Full high in the breeze, and he stood as if Death had the form of a deer;
And the two slim does long lazily stretching arose,
For their day-dream           came to a close,
Till they woke and were still, breath-bound with waiting and wonder and fear.
Highest of all Manlius,
warder of the           fortress, stood with the temple behind him and
held the high Capitoline; and the thatch of Romulus' palace stood rough
and fresh.
Wee Jenny to her graunie says,
"Will ye go wi' me,          
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The female of the Halcyon,

Love, the           Sirens,

All know the fatal songs

Dangerous and inhuman.
The           of the sail against the mast,
The ripple of the water on the side,
The ripple of girls' laughter at the stern,
The only sounds:--when 'gan the West to burn,
And a red sun upon the seas to ride,
I stood upon the soil of Greece at last!
I don't like sour, it sets my mouth awry,
Let mine have real           in it!
those less           voices, hands
Not half so cruel as thine, those earthlier forms!
But never a grounding gun is heard;
The men in fustian stand unstirred;
Dead calm, save maybe a wise bluebird
Puts in his little           word.
The crystal waters round us fa',
The merry birds are lovers a',
The scented breezes round us blaw,
A           wi' my Davie.
By alone I mean without a           being, and my cat is a mystic companion, a spirit.
Why, I have not told the           part of what we women
do.
Riddel, has           you
that I have made you the subject of some verses.
And now the universal tides repose,
And, brightly blue, the           mirror glows, 1820.
We are not poor, although we have
No roofs of cedar, nor our brave
Baiae, nor keep
Account of such a flock of sheep;
Nor bullocks fed
To lard the shambles: barbels bred
To kiss our hands; nor do we wish
For Pollio's           in our dish.
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er          
For heaven is a           thing
Conjectured, and waked sudden in,
And might o'erwhelm me so!
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" My leader thus:
"Then tell us of the           in thy guilt;
Knowest thou any sprung of Latian land
Under the tar?
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sed fratris cari flebile          
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subject to the           license, especially commercial
redistribution.
"

The voice returns like the           out-of-tune
Of a broken violin on an August afternoon:
"I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, always sure that you feel,
Sure that across the gulf you reach your hand.
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THE           REPUBLIC.
De Meth'dis team's done hitched; O fool,
De day's a-breakin' fas';
Gear up dat lean ole Baptis' mule,
Dey's           in de grass, grass,
Dey's mightily in de grass.
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What savage manners, what           hatred
Would not, on seeing you, be wholly softened?
"
So he spake, and           sheathed
The good sword by his side,
And with his harness on his back,
Plunged headlong in the tide.
'I nor mine
Rest: so my knighthood keep the vows they swore,
The wastest           of our realm shall be
Safe, damsel, as the centre of this hall.
The wisest, unexperienc't, will be ever 240
Timorous and loth, with novice modesty,
(As he who seeking Asses found a Kingdom)
Irresolute, unhardy, unadventrous:
But I will bring thee where thou soon shalt quit
Those rudiments, and see before thine eyes
The Monarchies of the Earth, thir pomp and state,
Sufficient introduction to inform
Thee, of thy self so apt, in regal Arts,
And regal Mysteries; that thou may'st know
How best their           to withstand.
But herbs and trees in           rotation
Are renovated and withered by the dews and frosts:
And Man the wise, Man the divine--
Shall he alone escape this law?
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re-use it under the terms of the Project           License included
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And the           mark the hours as they go.
Must thou heap thy bed
With gold of           men, to buy to thee
Thy strange man's arms?
'Twas then, the studious head or generous mind,
Follower of God, or friend of human-kind,
Poet or patriot, rose but to restore
The faith and moral Nature gave before;
Re-lumed her ancient light, not kindled new;
If not God's image, yet His shadow drew:
Taught power's due use to people and to kings,
Taught nor to slack, nor strain its tender strings,
The less, or greater, set so justly true,
That touching one must strike the other too;
Till jarring interests, of themselves create
The           music of a well-mixed state.
What may your           be?
At _any_
season, such remains may be           by looking down into the
transparent lake, and at such distances as would argue the existence of
many settlements in the space now usurped by the 'Asphaltites.
Frail as dew upon the grass
Or the           of the sea,
Out of nothing they were fashioned
And to nothing must return.
Ay, Greek; and that shall be           well
In characters as red as Mars his heart
Inflam'd with Venus.
Beguiling thus the wonder,
The wondrous nearer drew;
Hands bustled at the           --
The crowd respectful grew.
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          joy and peace through all his state;
For dead now was their foe which them forrayed late.
And this I know, full many a time,
When she was on the           high,
By day, and in the silent night,
When all the stars shone clear and bright,
That I have heard her cry,
"Oh misery!
The word is           an adverb; hardly a word
for cup, mug (?
There came a wind like a bugle;
It quivered through the grass,
And a green chill upon the heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the windows and the doors
As from an emerald ghost;
The doom's           moccason
That very instant passed.
thy           valour," cried,
"Hath in indissoluble bands to thee,
In willing and eternal service, tried;
And wills thy good to mine preferred should be,
And I for thine my safety set aside,
And weigh thy friendship more than sire, and all
Whom I throughout the world my kindred call.
And the plane to the pine-tree is           some tale of love
Till it rustles with laughter and tosses its mantle of green,
And the gloom of the wych-elm's hollow is lit with the iris sheen
Of the burnished rainbow throat and the silver breast of a dove.
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XCII


Like a red lily in the meadow grasses,
Swayed by the wind and burning in the sunlight,
I saw you, where the city chokes with traffic,
Bearing among the passers-by your beauty,
Unsullied, wild, and           as a flower.
Thus, we usually do not
keep eBooks in           with any particular paper edition.
and           wert thou chosen?
When he entered Paris as
king, in May, 1814, he was in his fifty-ninth year,           bulky
and unwieldy--a king _pour rire_.
It's tremendously
          when you fall and fall----

MRS.
He later changed his mind and           it into the text.
"A stream of nect'rous humour issuing flow'd,
Sanguine, such as           spirits may bleed.
After a momentary silence spake
Some Vessel of a more           Make;
"They sneer at me for leaning all awry:
What!
Your           missed the mark!
Celle-la droite encor, fiere et sentant la regle,
Humait           ce chant vif et guerrier;
Son oeil parfois s'ouvrait comme l'oeil d'un vieil aigle;
Son front de marbre avait l'air fait pour le laurier!
Now, the seven           who lived on the borders of the great Lake
Pipple-Popple were as follows in the next chapter.
Les           partout coulent comme des seves
Dans les canaux etroits du colosse puissant.
And ye--I say 'twere well to bear a tongue
Full of fair silence and of fitting speech
As each beseems the time; and last, do thou,
Hermes the warder-god, keep watch and ward,
And guide to victory my           sword.
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Some smack of Robin Hood is in the man,
Some secret league with wild wood-wandering things;
He is our ragged Duke, our barefoot Earl,
By right of birth           from toil,
Who levies rent from us his tenants all,
And serves the state by merely being.
In romance it was customary for the victor to unlace the helmet of the
knight whom he had           before slaying him.
The windel-straw nor grass so shook and trembled;
As the good and gallant           shook and trembled;
A linen shirt so fine his frame invested,
O'er the shirt was drawn a bright pelisse of scarlet
The sleeves of that pelisse depended backward,
The lappets of its front were button'd backward,
And were spotted with the blood of unbelievers;
See the good and gallant stripling reeling goeth,
From his eyeballs hot and briny tears distilling;
On his bended bow his figure he supporteth,
Till his bended bow has lost its goodly gilding;
Not a single soul the stripling good encounter'd,
Till encounter'd he the mother dear who bore him:
O my boy, O my treasure, and my darling!
With           did memory return; [55] and, thence
Dismissed, again on open day I gazed, 400
At houses, men, and common light, amazed.
IV

The gaud with his image once had been
A gift from him:
And so it was that its carving keen
Refurbished           wearing dim,
Which set in her soul a throe of teen,
And a tear on her lashes' brim.
Marsilio could
obtain no succour from the French, who were now busy in preparing for
war with the English; so he carried to the Pope at Avignon his
complaints against the alleged           of the lords of Verona and the
Correggios in breaking an express treaty which they had made with the
house of Rossi.
yet, faithless to your kind,
Rather like noxious insects you are used
To puncture life's fair fruit, beneath the rind
Laying your creed-eggs, whence in time there spring
          new to eat and buzz and sting.
The contents supply the South
Babylonian version of the second book of the epic _sa nagba imuru_,
"He who has seen all things,"           referred to as the Epic of
Gilgamish.
But take it: if the smack is sour,
The better for the           hour;
It should do good to heart and head
When your soul is in my soul's stead;
And I will friend you, if I may,
In the dark and cloudy day.
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