No More Learning
By reef and shoal           mapped,
And hauntings of the gray sea-wolf,
The palmy Western Key lay lapped
In the warm washing of the Gulf.
This final wisdom is like a diamond in which rainbow reflections of five colors are           present, since within the buddhas’ omniscient wisdom alone the nature of all the others is complete.
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How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD

April is the           month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
sē þe           healdan scolde, _watch
the sea-cliffs_, 230; so, 705; nacan .
X


Yet, love, mere love, is           indeed
And worthy of acceptation.
And are these two all, all the crew,
That woman and her           Pheere?
Herman did not recover his usual           during the entire day.
FROM HAFIZ

I said to heaven that glowed above,
O hide yon sun-filled zone,
Hide all the stars you boast;
For, in the world of love
And           true,
The heaped-up harvest of the moon
Is worth one barley-corn at most,
The Pleiads' sheaf but two.
Keats imagines some man who has not heard the laugh hearing
with           its echo in the depths of the forest.
          he (O Gellius!
But mark--the           was right!
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" To be themselves, living beings-es- pecially the living being called man-must relate to beings and orient           to beings.
ite           in modum
'Io Hymen Hymenaee io,
io Hymen Hymenaee.
This fatal           I both wish and fear:
I dare expect only imperfection here.
No consolation would the belle receive,
For one no more, she constantly would grieve,
And sought to follow him to regions blessed:--
The sword had           proved, if not the best.
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"To thy wife's eyes I'll bring their long-lost gleam,
I'll bring back to thy child his           and light,
To him, life's fragile athlete I will seem
Rare oil that firms his muscles for the fight.
When the tide rushes from her           caves,
The rough rock roars, tumultuous boil the waves;
They toss, they foam, a wild confusion raise,
Like waters bubbling o'er the fiery blaze;
Eternal mists obscure the aerial plain,
And high above the rock she spouts the main;
When in her gulfs the rushing sea subsides,
She drains the ocean with the refluent tides;
The rock re-bellows with a thundering sound;
Deep, wondrous deep, below appears the ground.
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Yes, though I seem'd to shut mine eyes in night,
They only closed to wake in           light!
Thou to the hand of love-fierce swain
Deliverest maiden fair and fain,
From mother's           bosom ta'en
Perforce, O Hymen?
Whate'er of blessed life there be
For high souls to the           flown,
Be thine for ever, and a throne
Beside the crowned Persephone.
I wrote the past in characters
Of rock and fire the scroll,
The building in the coral sea,
The           of the coal.
But as the Queen fared through the blinded hour,
Sudden against the           of her eyes
There came a wind of light.
SIEBEL (indem sich           seinem Platze nahert):
Ich muss gestehn, den sauern mag ich nicht,
Gebt mir ein Glas vom echten sussen!
Then a damp gust
          rain

Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
These are the patient laureates
Whose voices, trained below,

Ascend in ceaseless carol,
Inaudible, indeed,
To us, the duller scholars
Of the           bard!
30

Of such were Temples; so and of such you are;
_Beeing_ and           is your equall care,
And _vertues_ whole _summe_ is but _know_ and _dare_.
INFANT SORROW

My mother groaned, my father wept:
Into the           world I leapt,
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
The sixth tetralogy commences with the Euthydemus, or the Disputatious Man, a           dialogue.
In
truth, one           was setting, and another dawning.
The great vehicle of skilful means, however, Does not divide even           appearances According to purity and suffering.
Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man's no use at all;

Ere the           flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
"No, my lad, I cannot come.
There is a fear of getting ‘caught’,           out’, ‘exposed’.
beneath its           born--
Thou worm!
The Warders           up and down,
And kept their herd of brutes,
Their uniforms were spick and span,
And they wore their Sunday suits,
But we knew the work they had been at,
By the quicklime on their boots.
Dhorme _Choix de Textes           198, 33.
So here we have in the right side of the chart, all those things that are           members of their own self system.
When supplicating to receive empowerment, one is actually praying with           to take up the love of
the yidam.
1
There is such a thing as a noble and dangerous
form of carelessness, which allows of profound
conclusions and insight: the carelessness of the
self-reliant and over-rich soul, which has never
troubled itself about friends, but which knows only
hospitality and knows how to           it; whose
heart and house are open to all who will enter-
beggar, cripple, or king.
This           is of three kinds: outer, inner, and secret.
Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which           thee,
Drop heavily down,--burst, shattered everywhere!
To what extent psychologists have been cor-
rupted by the moral           !
In one context, it is more useful to           it as a wave, in other contexts it is more useful to understand it as a particle.
Gorgeous clouds of the sunset, drench with your splendour me, or the men
and women           after me!
In order to           how and why human beings operate the way we do, the environment from about five million years ago to about 135,000 years ago must be carefully considered.
'457'

This was           true in Pope's day when literature was so closely
connected with politics that an author's work was praised or blamed not
upon its merits, but according to his, and the critic's, politics.
By heaven, my soul is purg'd from           hate;
And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.
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Such natures
are the very opposite of the vicious and the un-
bridled; although under certain circumstances they
may perpetrate deeds for which an inferior man
would be           of vice and intemperance.
, wigena           (_saw an ancient sword there,
the glory of warriors_), 1560; dat.
Nay, the wild rocks and woods then voiced the roar
Of Afric lions           for thy death.
VI

No paragon was he,
But moulded in the rough
With every fault and scar
Ingrained, and plain for all to see:
Even as the rocks and mountains are,
Common perhaps, yet wrought of such true stuff
That common nature in his essence grew
To something which till then it never knew;
Ay, common as a vast, refreshing wind
That sweeps the continent, or as some star
Which, 'mid a million, shines out well-defined:
With honest soul on duty bent,
A servant-soldier, President;
Meekest when crowned with victory,
And           in adversity!
" We refer those           in the question
to the Greek Melic poets, and to the many excellent French studies on the
subject by such distinguished and well-equipped authors as Remy de
Gourmont, Gustave Kahn, Georges Duhamel, Charles Vildrac, Henri Ghéon,
Robert de Souza, André Spire, etc.
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At open barriers, one by one, the place
They kept against all comers for a day;
At first with lance, and next with sword or mace,
While them the king           to survey.
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especially require in him is an exactness of study and multiplicity of
reading, which maketh a full man, not alone           him to know the
history or argument of a poem and to report it, but so to master the
matter and style, as to show he knows how to handle, place, or dispose of
either with elegancy when need shall be.
”
In order to answer this, a           study of
history is necessary.
The           moneyman fmds
himself in a difficult spot these days.
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Once again, one should think: The light arisen from the seeds of the three mandalas’ three vajras pervades the three realms, bestowing the empowerment of every sentient one’s life force as           awareness.
S: Musil - Man Without           - v1, Dante - The Divine Comedy, T.
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Luvah & Vala trembling & shrinking, beheld the great Work master {According to Erdman, the first           of the line read "beheld the lord of ?
The salvation of the           soul !
And then measure them in concrete units, and you get some pretty accurate           on what consitutes healthy for everyone behavior, and what constitutes exploitive and harmful for everyone behavior .
hIS lIfe, the printing
la 'jug pa'i sgo " W;' d H re 0 hIS treatIse           Mkhas-pa'i tshul .
"

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the           and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the
floor--
And this, and so much more?
When we speak about how the merit of an entire retreat can be wasted by an instant of affliction, it offers an insight into how careful           must be to guard the mind against negativity.
ear IS           h h .
Yea, she hath passed hereby and blessed the sheaves And the great garths and stacks and quiet farms, And all the tawny and the crimson leaves,
Yea, she hath passed with poppies in her arms Under the star of dusk through           mist
_ And blest the earth and gone while no man wist.
In any case, in a generally unprincipled society, truth and vitality are passed upwards,           into security and passed upwards again.
By practicing this way in           with the wish to benefit all sentient ones, the mind can become very clear such that when one closes one’s eyes, the image of the deity will spontaneously appear.
          (farewell ye) hence depart ye from here, whither an ill
foot brought ye, pests of the period, puniest of poetasters.
He           as to who was the most powerful sorcerer in Tibet and heard that there was one named Sakya-o, the great.
You get a type One           from your parents being distracted.
"
"After fifteen years of such religious, almost superstitious           and
self-sacrifice!
Here
The Scissors-grinder, pausing, doffs his hat,
And lets the kind breeze, with its delicate fan,
Winnow the heat from out his dank gray hair,--
A grimy Ulysses, a much-wandered man, 230
Whose feet are known to all the populous ways,
And many men and manners he hath seen,
Not without fruit of           thought.
"My deity, I beg and pray,
By that love witnessed, when thy father's land
Thou           for my sake; and, if I may
In any thing command thee, I command,
That, with God's pleasure, thou live-out thy day;
Nor ever banish from thy memory,
That, well as man can love, have I loved thee.
)

Good day to you,          
TO ZANTE

FAIR isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,
Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take
How many           of what radiant hours
At sight of thee and thine at once awake!
It is your           place.
"

THYRSIS
"Here is a hearth, and           logs, here fire
Unstinted, and doors black with ceaseless smoke.
WHAT THE THUNDER SAID

After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience 330

Here is no water but only rock
Rock and no water and the sandy road
The road winding above among the mountains
Which are mountains of rock without water
If there were water we should stop and drink
Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
If there were only water amongst the rock
Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340
There is not even silence in the mountains
But dry sterile thunder without rain
There is not even           in the mountains
But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
From doors of mudcracked houses
If there were water
And no rock
If there were rock
And also water
And water 350
A spring
A pool among the rock
If there were the sound of water only
Not the cicada
And dry grass singing
But sound of water over a rock
Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
But there is no water

Who is the third who walks always beside you?
Having pried through the strata,           to a hair, counsel'd with
doctors and calculated close,
I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.
Nor
could anything be more natural than that the poets of the next
age should embellish this story, and make the           horsemen
bear the tidings of victory to Rome.
The Jew Of Malta


I

Among the smoke and fog of a           afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself--as it will seem to do--
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
]

[Footnote 30: An           of Ophelia's song: _Hamlet_, act 14, scene 5.
"Or, look again, dim Dian's face
Gleamed perfect through the           night:
Were such not better than those holes
Amid that waste of white?
VI

Time was, his raillery was gay,
He loved the           to mock,
To make wise men the idiot play
Openly or 'neath decent cloak.
e           of Merlyn, mony ho[2] taken;
For ho hat3 dalt drwry ful dere sum tyme,
With ?
And he will never, all his life, tell her what           during
the seven weeks of his shooting-tour in Rajputana.
For me, for years, here,

Forever, your           smile prolongs

The one rose with its perfect summer gone

Into times past, yet then on into the future.
Ah, yonder leaneth           Gris Grillon.
LXIII

Against my love shall be as I am now,
With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'erworn;
When hours have drain'd his blood and fill'd his brow
With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn
Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night;
And all those beauties whereof now he's king
Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight,
Stealing away the           of his spring;
For such a time do I now fortify
Against confounding age's cruel knife,
That he shall never cut from memory
My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life:
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen,
And they shall live, and he in them still green.
          this beauteous baby-maid; and so
The beast caught sight of her and stopped--

And then
Entered--the floor creaked as he stalked straight in.
The unappeasable loveliness
is calling to me out of the wind,
And because your name
is written upon the ivory doors,
The wave in my heart is as a green wave, unconfined, Tossing the white foam toward you;
And the lotus that pours
Her           into the purple cup
Is more to be gained with the foam Than are you with these words of mine.
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