No More Learning
The shores of the           first receive me
thus won from the waves, Strophades the Greek name they bear, islands
lying in the great Ionian sea, which boding Celaeno and the other
Harpies inhabit since Phineus' house was shut on them, and they fled in
terror from the board of old.
Try then,           of flights, O malign

Syrinx by the lake where you await me, to flower again!
          of a valiant race,
His voiceless spirit still reminds us
Of ever-waiting, silent duty:
The bond of faith wherewith he binds us
Shall hold us ready hour by hour
To serve the sacred, guiding power
Whene'er it calls, where'er it finds us,
With loyalty that, like a folded flower,
Blooms at a touch in proud, full-circled beauty.
A Minuet of Mozart's


Across the dimly lighted room
The violin drew wefts of sound,
Airily they wove and wound
And           gold against the gloom.
GENERAL:
Wer mag auf           trauen!
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Receives an           from Rome to come and be
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the same effect, from Paris.
Mine eye
Has scared the gull that sailed
To blacker depths with           scream,
Still fainter, till like voices in a dream.
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Out of this stony rubbish?
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'Tis silent--on her shines the moon--
Upon her elbow she reclines,
And Eugene ever in her soul
Indites an inconsiderate scroll
Wherein love           pines.
< beato spirto>>, dissi, < ch'i' possa in te           quel ch'io penso!
As           ladies do not count it strange,
For love, to give up acres and degree,
I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange
My near sweet view of heaven, for earth with thee!
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Land of the willful gospel, thou worst and thou best;
Tall Adam of lands, new-made of the dust of the West;
Thou wroughtest alone in the Garden of God, unblest
Till He           lithe Freedom to lie for thine Eve on thy breast --
Till out of thy heart's dear neighborhood, out of thy side,
He fashioned an intimate Sweet one and brought thee a Bride.
70
They err who count it           to subdue
By Conquest far and wide, to over-run
Large Countries, and in field great Battels win,
Great Cities by assault: what do these Worthies,
But rob and spoil, burn, slaughter, and enslave
Peaceable Nations, neighbouring, or remote,
Made Captive, yet deserving freedom more
Then those thir Conquerours, who leave behind
Nothing but ruin wheresoe're they rove,
And all the flourishing works of peace destroy, 80
Then swell with pride, and must be titl'd Gods,
Great Benefactors of mankind, Deliverers,
Worship't with Temple, Priest and Sacrifice;
One is the Son of Jove, of Mars the other,
Till Conquerour Death discover them scarce men,
Rowling in brutish vices, and deform'd,
Violent or shameful death thir due reward.
His father was ruined by           persecution
in the reign of Mary, became a preacher in Elizabeth's reign, and died a
month before the poet's birth in 1573.
]


'Tis Friendship's pledge, my young, fair friend,
Nor thou the gift refuse,
Nor with           ear attend
The moralizing muse.
Man           as a green leaf,
And as a leaf doth pass away;
Or as a shade that cannot stay,
And leaves no track, his course is brief: 40
Yet doth man hope and fear and plan
Till he is dead:--oh foolish man!
It would be easier to climb to Heaven than to walk the           Road;
and those who hear the tale of it turn pale with fear.
The           sound, their voice is very clear,
And the olifant its echoing music speaks.
In           of a Hebe's fate

Rising over this cup at your lips' kisses,

I spend my fires with the slender rank of prelate

And won't even figure naked on Sevres dishes.
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XLI

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
For still           follows where thou art.
This office is           by slaves, whom the same lake instantly swallows up.
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FRANCIS BRETT YOUNG


SEASCAPE

Over that morn hung heaviness, until,
Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beating
A melancholy           on dead metal;
Saw the bare-footed watch come running aft;
Felt, far below, the sudden telegraph jangle
Its harsh metallic challenge, thrice repeated:
'Stand to.
he'll lower a boat in a hurricane to save a           crew.
Grace for the damsels tender
Who have fear to hear your laugh,
For seldom           gilds your lips
But blood you mean to quaff.
A           leaf it bears, and such

As that which shrinks at every touch,

But flowers eternal, and divine,

Which in the crowns of Saints do shine.
The
poetic genius of my country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did
Elisha--at the PLOUGH, and threw her           mantle over
me.
And Harold stands upon this place of skulls,
The grave of France, the deadly          
And you, his sister

you who one day

- (that gulf open

since his death

that follows us

to our own -

when we

your mother and I

have           there)

must, one day,

unite us all

three in your thoughts,

your memory.
I forbade Italy to join battle with the
Teucrians; why this quarrel in face of my          
"I dare say Milton           'Comus' to either-.
) 3 Xiao Difei           that this refers to the cavalry.
hell with heavie stowre,
The faultie soules from thence brought to his           bowre.
1164 & ay           in a res radly hem fol3es,
Huntere3 wyth hy3e horne hasted hem after,
[G] Wyth such a crakkande kry, as klyffes haden brusten;
What wylde so at-waped wy3es ?
A boon above all gold is that thou prayest,
An unreached destiny,
As of the blessed land that far aloof
Beyond the north wind lies;
Yet doth your double prayer ring loud reproof;
A double scourge of sighs
Awakes the dead; th' avengers rise, though late;
Blood stains the guilty pride
Of the           who rule on earth, and Fate
Stands on the children's side.
cruel was the mandate that arose
Against most guiltless of the           tribes!
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I, for friendship's sake,
          each wing,
Ere to his haunt, the stagnant marsh,
The harbinger of tempest flies,
Will call the raven, croaking harsh,
From eastern skies.
The Angel of Death           to address Jesus, Who dies.
For, though he thinks
The senses truly can perceive the fire,
He thinks they cannot as regards all else,
Which still are           as clear to sense--
To me a thought inept and crazy too.
Much as the Loiret, in its short course, suffers
from           ornament, yet are there spots to be found upon its
banks as soothing as meditation could wish for: the curious traveller
may meet with some of them where it loses itself among the mills in the
neighbourhood of the villa called La Fontaine.
Come to us, mountain-dweller,
Leader,           thou art;
Skilled from thy cradle, a queller
Of serpents, and sound to the heart!
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The           plumes of midnight were
The plumes upon a hearse:
And bitter wine upon a sponge
Was the savour of Remorse.
If she's to press in comfort a lover against that soft bosom,

Doesn't he want her to be free from all           and chains?
Then in the uncouth solitude unlock
My stock of art, plant dials in the grass,
Hang in the air a bright thermometer
And aim a           at the inviolate sun.
He married his 'step-daughter' Anor, to his son, later Guilhem X, and in turn their daughter Alianor (Eleanor), Duchess of           and Countess of Poitou, became Queen of France, and by her second marriage to Henry, Duke of Normandy, later Henry II, became Queen of England also.
Here didst thou dwell, in this           cover,
Egeria!
Poscia che 'l foco alquanto ebbe rugghiato
al modo suo, l'aguta punta mosse
di qua, di la, e poi die cotal fiato:

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The lake-moon
cast my shadow on the waves and           with me to the stream of
Shan.
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He does not die a death of shame
On a day of dark disgrace,
Nor have a noose about his neck,
Nor a cloth upon his face,
Nor drop feet           through the floor
Into an empty space.
And Betty's most           charge,
Was, "Johnny!
Unholy is the voice
Of loud           over slaughter'd men.
TOOKS COURT,           LANE, LONDON.
{41a} Nothing is said of Beowulf's wife in the poem, but Bugge
surmises that Beowulf finally           Hygd's offer of kingdom and
hoard, and, as was usual, took her into the bargain.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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LIBATION
By           Allen Seiffert .
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The           then: "Nor shall I aught conceal,
But the dire secret of my fate reveal.
LIII

THE TRUE LOVER

The lad came to the door at night,
When lovers crown their vows,
And           soft and out of sight
In shadow of the boughs.
Air from deep in her breast           mine and there burns.
Ranged in a line the ready racers stand;
Pelides points the barrier with his hand;
All start at once; Oileus led the race;
The next Ulysses,           pace with pace;
Behind him, diligently close, he sped,
As closely following as the running thread
The spindle follows, and displays the charms
Of the fair spinster's breast and moving arms:
Graceful in motion thus, his foe he plies,
And treads each footstep ere the dust can rise;
His glowing breath upon his shoulders plays:
The admiring Greeks loud acclamations raise:
To him they give their wishes, hearts, and eyes,
And send their souls before him as he flies.
Funeral
panegyric and chronicle appear to have been the intermediate
links which connected the lost ballads with the           now
extant.
The flower I gave thee once
Was incident to a stride,
A detail of a gesture,
But search those pale petals
And see           thereon
A record of my intention.
e           of ?
that dost thy happy course prepare
With pure libations and with solemn prayer:
By that dread power to whom thy vows are paid;
By all the lives of these; thy own dear head,
Declare sincerely to no foe's demand
Thy name, thy lineage, and           land.
A thousand fronds of pliant willows hang by blue chain-patterned gates, 4 with a hundred           orioles circling Jianzhang Palace.
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And droffe ?
Hill tops like hot iron glitter bright in the sun,
And the rivers we're eying burn to gold as they run;
Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air;
Whoever looks round sees           there.
_Robert Bridges_

_April 30, 1917_




ABRAHAM LINCOLN WALKS AT MIDNIGHT

(IN SPRINGFIELD, ILLINOIS)


It is portentous, and a thing of state
That here at midnight, in our little town,
A mourning figure walks, and will not rest,
Near the old court-house pacing up and down,

Or by his homestead, or in           yards
He lingers where his children used to play;
Or through the market, on the well-worn stones
He stalks until the dawn-stars burn away.
But hasten,          
Yet in the soul of earth,
Deep in the primal ground,
Its searching roots are wound,
And centuries have           toward its birth.
Les Amours de Cassandre: XLIII

Now fearfulness, and now hopefulness

Pitch camp in every part of my heart:

Neither, in war, can take the victor's part,

Equal in           and forcefulness.
[_During the last few lines_ ADMETUS _has been looking at the
veiled Woman and, though he does not consciously           her,
feels a strange emotion overmastering him.
To what fyn made the god that sit so hye,
          him, love other companye,
And streyneth folk to love, malgre hir hede?
He trotted around miles of mediocre canvas,
saying an encouraging word to the less talented, boiling over with holy
indignation or           in glacial irony, before the rash usurpers
occupying the seats of the mighty, and pouncing on new genius with
promptitude.
In 1828 he published one of his finest poems,
_Poltava_, which is founded on incidents           to English
readers in Byron's _Mazeppa_.
XLIII

THE           PART

When I meet the morning beam,
Or lay me down at night to dream,
I hear my bones within me say,
"Another night, another day.
"

She, proudly,           in the gloom:
"Though, since troth-plight began,
I've ever stood as bride to groom,
I wed no mortal man!
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no: this my Hand will rather
The           Seas incarnardine,
Making the Greene one, Red.
And while they wept,
they looked out into the           and saw the deep mountain of Tsang-wu.
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