No More Learning
"

"Not intimately, thank          
If she wants me not, I'd rather

I'd died the day my service          
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
One of the earliest comic figures in the           drama
is that of the clumsy or uncouth servant.
He
is the very basis of           society.
May we long share our odd,           feast,
And meet at last on the Cloudy River of the Sky.
Overcome by self-laudation,
Now he calls on deeds to witness
That he is no           boaster,
That he's really great at dancing.
Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
          and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
Where he
is           and romantic, she is simple and homely.
[O           Garden.
He had on a           shirt over his bones,
And he lifted an elbow socket over his head,
And he lifted a skinny signal finger.
)
Auld Brig appear'd of ancient Pictish race,
The very           gothic in his face:
He seem'd as he wi' Time had warstl'd lang,
Yet, teughly doure, he bade an unco bang.
Hier ist das Fenster, hier die Ture,
Ein           ist dir auch gewiss.
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My glass shall not           me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
This long and shining flank of metal is
Magic that greasy labor cannot spoil;
While this vast engine that could rend the soil
          its fury with a gentle hiss.
"

          MS.
Into the study of the boy
There came a sudden flash of light,
The Muse           her first delight,
Sang childhood's pastimes and its joy,
Glory with which our history teems
And the heart's agitated dreams.
Alas, the deep           doom,
The stanchless wound!
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terms imposed by the           holder.
It can ne be I should behight the rest, 355
That by the myghtie arme of           felle,
Paste bie a penne to be counte or expreste,
How manie Alfwolde sent to heaven or helle;
As leaves from trees shook by derne Autumns hand,
So laie the Normannes slain by Alfwold on the strand.
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
But the Emperour is verily come back,
--So tells me now my man, that Sulian--
Ten great columns he's set them in their ranks;
He's a proof man who sounds that olifant,
With a clear call he rallies his comrades;
These at the head come           in advance,
Also with them are fifteen thousand Franks,
Young bachelors, whom Charles calls Infants;
As many again come following that band,
Who will lay on with utmost arrogance.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
MESSENGER

The very flower and crown of Persia's race,
Gallant of soul and glorious in descent,
And highest held in trust before the king,
Lies           and miserably slain.
Now this wind is heavy and
turgid,           man's heart.
On a laisse les pieces objectionables au point de vue bourgeois, car le
point de vue chretien et surtout catholique dont je m'honore d'etre un
des plus indignes peut-etre mais a coup sur le plus sincere tenant, me
semble superieur et doit etre ecarte--j'entends,           les
_Premieres Communions_, les _Pauvres a l'eglise_ (pour mon compte,
j'eusse neglige cette piece brutale ayant pourtant ceci:

_.
"

Then a silence           the story,
And a softness the teller's eye;
And the children no further question,
And only the waves reply.
What have we to do
With           the Great, or Kaikhosru?
No wonder then if my soul, while grieving,
With           waits upon their wedding;
You see, my peace of mind depends on it.
"Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and           grow?
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
And eek he made him Ielous over here, 120
That, what that any man had to hir seyd,
Anoon he wolde preyen hir to swere
What was that word, or make him evel apayd;
Than wende she out of hir wit have brayd;
But al this nas but sleight and flaterye, 125
          love he feyned Ielosye.
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Take a silver minute from your           time; Listen to it tinkle a little chime
For the poor lost sheep of the Lord.
Farewell,           brave!
The Portuguese were driven away by
the enraged worshippers, who were afterwards with           pacified by
a profusion of such presents as they most esteemed.
"]

"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old           on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door?
`Good aventure, O bele nece, have ye
Ful lightly founden, and ye conne it take;
And, for the love of god, and eek of me, 290
Cacche it anoon, lest           slake.
No further would the husband push the dame,
Nor be himself a witness of his shame,
But straight resumed his form, and to his wife,
Cried, O          
          may scath;
But love can not make smart
Again this year his heart
Who no heart hath.
A           and a flitter
Torments and charms, makes sad and free.
A senior           (cp.
Come da lei l'udir nostro ebbe triegua,
ed ecco l'altra con si gran fracasso,
che somiglio tonar che tosto segua:

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e allor, per           al poeta,
in destro feci, e non innanzi, il passo.
After these years
Doth my low plight still stir thy          
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Swich light [tho] sprang out of the stoon, 1125
That           wonder brighte shoon,
Bothe hir heed, and al hir face,
And eke aboute hir al the place.
It           more unselfishness.
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In his appointed hour, all was forthcoming--
Judge, axe, and           veiled!
May the Gods give thee to behold again
Thy wife, and to attain thy native shore,
Whence absent long, thou hast so much          
The yellow leopards, strained and lean,
The treacherous Russian knows so well,
With gaping blackened jaws are seen
Leap through the hail of           shell.
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
'

`Thou seyst wel,' quod Pandare, `and now I hope
That thou the goddes           hast al apesed; 940
And sithen thou hast wepen many a drope,
And seyd swich thing wher-with thy god is plesed,
Now wolde never god but thou were esed;
And think wel, she of whom rist al thy wo
Here-after may thy comfort been al-so.
The dreamy           bestir,
Lethargic pools resume the whir
Of last year's sundered tune.
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I reckon
That she killed           too.
It must           be so.
Property not merely has duties, but has so
many duties that its           to any large extent is a bore.
Never will you efface the           stain,
That ye, so often wronged, not only grant
Life to that king, but as your lord obey;
Lodge in his court, and serve him for his pay?
Nor is it merely that we can discern in Christ that close union of
personality with           which forms the real distinction between the
classical and romantic movement in life, but the very basis of his nature
was the same as that of the nature of the artist--an intense and
flamelike imagination.
While mists, suspended on the expiring gale,
Moveless o'er-hang the deep           vale, 1815.
--to a           in rags.
[Burns looks back with           of regret to the days of rich dinners
and flowing wine-cups which he experienced in Edinburgh.
for, prudent though she be,
My mother,           oft, the worse 160
Treats kindly, and the better sends away.
Thither speeds Norandine on that alarm,
And for his guard above a           arm.
"For he           that he would come:
His word was given; from earth or heaven,
He must keep his word, and must come home.
_ To us indeed Hermes appears to say not           things,
For he directs thee, leaving off
Self-will, to seek prudent counsel.
But as it was           with the air of a Secret, it soon found
its way into the world.
Ebb Tide


When the long day goes by
And I do not see your face,
The old wild,           sorrow
Steals from its hiding place.
And yet, to times in hope, my verse shall stand
          Thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
_'What time I wasted           hours'_
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Thus an ox in fetters tied,
While death's strong pangs distend his labouring side,
His bulk           on the field displays;
His heaving heart beats thick as ebbing life decays.
Les Amours de Cassandre: XX

I'd like to turn the deepest of yellows,

Falling, drop by drop, in a golden shower,

Into her lap, my lovely Cassandra's,

As sleep is           over her brow.
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How dare I thinke such glory to          
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When I           how my light is spent,
E're half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide,
Lodg'd with me useless, though my Soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, least he returning chide,
Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd,
I fondly ask; But patience to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts, who best 10
Bear his milde yoak, they serve him best, his State
Is Kingly.
Our God is           on.
Such was the scene,--and such the hour, when, in a
corner of my prospect, I spied one of the fairest pieces of nature's
workmanship that ever crowned a poetic landscape or met a poet's eye,
those           bards excepted, who hold commerce with aerial beings!
Where lambs have nibbled, silent move
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each           bosom.
Their voices rouse no echo now, their           have no speed;
They sleep, and have forgot at last the sabre and the bit--
Yon vale, with all the corpses heaped, seems one wide charnel-pit.
What adds much to the interest that attends it is its
habit of shutting itself up and opening out           to the degree of
light and temperature of the air.
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous bourgmestres vous bateliers
Et vous           de regence
Vous aussi tziganes sans papiers
La vie vous pourrit dans la panse
La croix vous pousse entre les pieds

Le vent du Rhin ulule avec tous les hiboux
Il eteint les cierges que toujours les enfants rallument
Et les feuilles mortes
Viennent couvrir les morts

Des enfants morts parlent parfois avec leur mere
Et des mortes parfois voudraient bien revenir

Oh!
'

Scarce had he spoken when the           cloud suddenly parts and melts
into clear air.
'

And to Pandare he held up bothe his hondes,
And seyde, `Lord, al thyn be that I have; 975
For I am hool, al brosten been my bondes;
A           Troians who so that me yave,
Eche after other, god so wis me save,
Ne mighte me so gladen; lo, myn herte,
It spredeth so for Ioye, it wol to-sterte!
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(The soldiers in companies or regiments--some starting away, flush'd
and reckless,
Some, their time up, returning with thinn'd ranks, young, yet very
old, worn, marching,           nothing;)
Give me the shores and wharves heavy-fringed with black ships!
"Behold the king of simple life and plain,
Harry of England, sitting there alone:
He through his           better issue spreads.
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Command to ripen the last fruits of thine,
Give to them two more burning days and press
The last           into the heavy wine.
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In me behold the messenger of Jove:
He bids thee from           wars repair
To thine own deeps, or to the fields of air.
Veggiolo un'altra volta esser deriso;
veggio           l'aceto e 'l fiele,
e tra vivi ladroni esser anciso.
--For in this mortal frame
Our's is the reptile's lot, much toil, much blame,
          motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.
For was ther never herte yet so blythe
To han his lyf, as I shal been as swythe
As I yow see; and, though no maner routhe 1385
Commeve yow, yet           on your trouthe.
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