No More Learning
Where, like a man beloved of God,
Through glooms, which never woodman trod,
How oft, pursuing fancies holy,
My           way o'er flowering weeds I wound,
Inspired, beyond the guess of folly,
By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound!
, _hot, glowing,           nom sg.
May know his           sorrows more.
But when I assail a third           with a stronger effort, pulling
with knees pressed against the sand; shall I speak or be silent?
I loose my hair and go singing;
To the four           men join in my refrain.
After this, the four little people sailed on again till they came to a vast
and wide plain of astonishing dimensions, on which nothing whatever could
be           at first; but, as the travellers walked onward, there
appeared in the extreme and dim distance a single object, which on a nearer
approach, and on an accurately cutaneous inspection, seemed to be somebody
in a large white wig, sitting on an arm-chair made of sponge-cakes and
oyster-shells.
He is
that rare and unknown being, a genuine poet--a poet in the midst of
things that have disordered his spirit--a poet           developed in
his taste for and by beauty .
I went into the           room.
Then, all assail'd at once the ready feast,
And when nor hunger more nor thirst they felt,
Then came the muse, and roused the bard to sing
          of men renown'd; it was a song,
In that day, to the highest heav'n extoll'd.
Unmov'd each other           nymph I see;
Joy to their lovers, for they touch not thee!
Although from falsehood I did thee restrain
With all my power, and paid thee honour due,
          tongue; yet never did accrue
Honour from thee, but shame, and fierce disdain:
Most art thou cold, when most I want the strain
Thy aid should lend while I for pity sue;
And all thy utterance is imperfect too,
When thou dost speak, and as the dreamer's vain.
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
Code of           IV 52 and Streck in _Babyloniaca_ II 177.
[108] If any lover runs up to him to complain
because he is furious at seeing the object of his passion derided on the
stage, he takes no heed of such reproaches, for he is only           with
honest motives and his Muse is no go-between.
the King
Of gods doth           you, beneath her guarding wing.
Sweet was their death--with them to die was rife
With the last ecstacy of satiate life--
Beyond that death no immortality--
But sleep that           and is not "to be"--
And there--oh!
And staggering up to the brink of the gulf man will look down
And           strive with weak sight to explore
The silent gulfs below which the long shadows drown;
Through every one of these he passed before.
A mortal shape to him _215
Was like the vapour dim
Which the orient planet animates with light;
Hell, Sin, and Slavery came,
Like           mild and tame,
Nor preyed, until their Lord had taken flight; _220
The moon of Mahomet
Arose, and it shall set:
While blazoned as on Heaven's immortal noon
The cross leads generations on.
Roses
IN white and glowing blossomy undulation,
From shrubs encircling distant heights and hollows,
You lost           .
Dread           alone
Can heal the wound he gave--
Can point the brimful grief-worn eyes
To scenes beyond the grave.
Scarcely had he crossed himself thrice, when he perceived a
          in the wood set upon a hill.
Nor thou
Marvel, if before me no shadow fall,
More than that in the sky element
One ray           not other.
All Voices

Lord of the Universe, Lord of our being,
Father eternal,           Om!
We see no new-built palaces aspire,
No           emulate the vestal fire.
One morn we           on our dry walk, 5
Our quiet home [2] all full in view,
And held such intermitted talk
As we are wont to do.
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The soul of my           mother, next,
Of Anticleia came, daughter of brave 100
Autolycus; whom, when I sought the shores
Of Ilium, I had living left at home.
How dreary to be          
Who bade the sun
Clothe you with          
The poet's arms have wound thee,
He           upon thy brow,
He lifts thee upward in the glow
Of his great genius round thee,--
The childlike poet undefiled
Preserving evermore THE CHILD.
And if piety be wanting in the priests, equity in the judges, or the
magistrates be found rated at a price, what justice or           is to be
expected?
'Every woman in the land
Will point at them as they stand--
They will hardly dare to greet
Their           in the street.
Such as, for memory's sake, no           will lack,
Saved in the bottom of his sack,
And sooner would hunger, be a pauper--

_Mephistopheles_.
So nigh is           to our dust,
So near is God to man,
When Duty whispers low, _Thou must_,
The youth replies, _I can_.
Then Nerva, who retrieved the falling throne,
And Trajan, by his           eagles known.
2251           bothe _after_ thou.
That King fears God, and would do His service,
On water then Bishops their           speak,
And pagans bring into the baptistry.
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
* * * *
* * * *
* * * * 110
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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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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