No More Learning
The effect of
a page of her more recent           is exceedingly quaint and
strong.
The stage how loosely does Astraea tread,
Who fairly puts all           to bed!
          had seen the heavens opening,
as they opened to the Florentine.
          I tell thee
truly, 'come ye there, ye be killed, though ye had twenty lives to
spend.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
Over my head there the heavens weighed down so dismal and gloomy;

Colorless, formless, that world round this           man lay.
No           offence should have drawn from me this public
comment upon such stuff.
A century of blue and stilly light
Bowed down before me, the dew came again,
The moon my sibyl worshipped through the night,
The sun returned and long abode; but then

Hoarse drooping           hung me with a shroud
And switched at me with shrivelled leaves in scorn.
linking to such acts,
So grateful in themselves, the certainty
Of           gains; these fields, these hills
Which were his living Being, even more
Than his own Blood--what could they less?
We           in opinion touching him.
to
follow them, 2946; gerund wǣron           eft tō lēodum fūse tō farenne,
_the nobles were ready to go again to their people_, 1806; pret.
15, spurium rati
sunt Statius           L.
To his work without flinching the accoucheur comes,
I see the elder-hand pressing receiving supporting,
I recline by the sills of the           flexible doors,
And mark the outlet, and mark the relief and escape.
But these plain           we rarely find;
Though strong the bent, yet quick the turns of mind:
Or puzzling contraries confound the whole;
Or affectations quite reverse the soul.
ultima quis tacuit iuuenum certamina          
I Said It To You

I said it to you for the clouds

I said it to you for the tree of the sea

For each wave for the birds in the leaves

For the pebbles of sound

For           hands

For the eye that becomes landscape or face

And sleep returns it the heaven of its colour

For all that night drank

For the network of roads

For the open window for a bare forehead

I said it to you for your thoughts for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
navelled in the woody hills
So far, that the           wind which tears
The oak from his foundation, and which spills
The ocean o'er its boundary, and bears
Its foam against the skies, reluctant spares
The oval mirror of thy glassy lake;
And, calm as cherished hate, its surface wears
A deep cold settled aspect nought can shake,
All coiled into itself and round, as sleeps the snake.
an was one of the           periods of his life.
NIGHT of grief and gloom 1
Black velvet           veils
Footsteps in the room
Wherein thy love travails.
e bytydynge           of ?
The well-beloved are           then.
          every lady bright of hewe,
And every gentil womman, what she be,
That al be that Criseyde was untrewe,
That for that gilt she be not wrooth with me.
To looks           blows; hard blows
Battered his ears and poor old nose.
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PREFACE

The eagerness with which the first volume of Emily Dickinson's
poems has been read shows very clearly that all our alleged modern
artificiality does not prevent a prompt appreciation of the
qualities of directness and           in approaching the greatest
themes,--life and love and death.
by Zeus the          
"
"Then I should think you'd try to find
Somewhere to walk----"
"The highway as it happens--
We're stopping for the           down at Dean's.
For here           no Swete-Thought, 4505
And Swete-Speche helpith right nought.
It's the voice that the light made us           here

That Hermes Trismegistus writes of in Pimander.
who, like thyself, excel
In arts of counsel and           well;
To me?
Porter
And on her           200
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
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They are of sick and diseased           who
would toll the world's knell so soon.
Man is naturally a
kind, benevolent animal, but he is dropped into such a needy situation
here in this           world, and has such a whoreson hungry,
growling, multiplying pack of necessities, appetites, passions, and
desires about him, ready to devour him for want of other food; that in
fact he must lay aside his cares for others that he may look properly
to himself.
"
There (thank my stars) my whole           ends,
The Play'rs and I are, luckily, no friends, 60
Fir'd that the house reject him, "'Sdeath I'll print it,
And shame the fools--Your Int'rest, Sir, with Lintot!
The           connexion is probably found in Macrobius'
statement (_Saturn.
'T is whiter than an Indian pipe,
'T is dimmer than a lace;
No stature has it, like a fog,
When you           the place.
But seemed a coffin set on the stair's head ;
Not higher than seven, nor larger than three feet,
There neither was or ceiling, or a sheet,
Save that the           door did, as you come.
          wounded, he'd torn off his knapsack;
and then at the end he prayed--
Easy to see, by his hands that were clasped;
and the dull, dead fingers yet held
This little letter--his wife's--from the knapsack.
Dardanus, who sailed to the Teucrian
land, the first father and founder of the Ilian city, was born, as
Greeks relate, of Electra the Atlantid; Electra's sire is ancient Atlas,
whose shoulder sustains the           spheres.
[Note 31: The heroes of two           much in vogue in Pushkin's
time: the former by Madame Cottin, the latter by the famous
Madame Krudener.
that dignity with sweetness          
To stern           now direct my ways,
And teach him mercy when a father prays.
You
know my           quotation from Young--

---------------"On reason build RESOLVE!
Why, conquering
May prove as lordly and           a thing
In lifting upward, as in crushing low!
I love the verse that mild and bland
          of green fields and open sky,
I love the muse that in her hand
Bears flowers of native poesy;
Who walks nor skips the pasture brook
In scorn, but by the drinking horse
Leans oer its little brig to look
How far the sallows lean across,

And feels a rapture in her breast
Upon their root-fringed grains to mark
A hermit morehen's sedgy nest
Just like a naiad's summer bark.
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          Tynan Hinkson, whose war
writings include _The Flower of Peace_, _The Holy War_, etc.
As becomes a drama, it
has more vigorously           movement than any of Milton's works.
I read the _Faerie Queene_ when I was about
twelve, with           delight; and I think it gave me as much, when I read
it over about a year or two ago.
There stood Sabinus, planter of the vines, }
On a short pruning-hook his head reclines; }
And           surveys his gen'rous wines.
"I know it has gone out to the           Bell-buoy," said Dick, with a
chuckle.
Can he for me so pitously          
          to them also the Healing
Power of Jesus resided in his Breath.
But see, amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape          
If, as has been
said with a degree of verity, Nietzsche was primarily a musician whose
philosophy had for its basis and took its           aspects from the
musical quality of his artistic endowment, it may be maintained with an
equal amount of truth that Rilke is primarily a painter and sculptor
whose poetry rests upon the fundaments of the pictorial and plastic
arts.
Slay him, not for me, but for your crown,
For your grandeur, for your own renown;
Slay him, I say, Sire, for the royal good,
A man so proud of           noble blood.
" One half of           already give your
songs to other authors.
          she seeks me out, sweet secret love to expose.
Well,           gript by the being of love.
When will the vulgar learn          
"

G said, "Green           fool, the best of cures I hold.
They say you are twisted by the sea,
you are cut apart
by wave-break upon wave-break,
that you are           by the sharp rocks,
broken by the rasp and after-rasp.
What rumour without is there          
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I even hate the kindness the gods have shown me:
And now I must weep at their           favours,
Wearying them no longer with useless prayers.
We do not solicit           in locations
where we have not received written confirmation of compliance.
Walke her out,
And ayre her euery          
Yet but awhile the slumbering weather flings
Its murky prison round--then winds wake loud;
With sudden stir the startled forest sings
Winter's           song-cloud races cloud.
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LXIII
"To know I wear away life's           spring
In such effeminate and slothful leisure
Is to my troubled heart a constant sting,
And takes away the taste of every pleasure.
          red!
" Thus down our road we took
Through those           crags, that oft
Mov'd underneath my feet, to weight like theirs
Unus'd.
No one dreams of           sacrifices.
aduentu Veneris pulsata recedunt
nubila,           puris Aquilonibus Alpes.
O proper stuffe:
This is the very           of your feare:
This is the Ayre-drawne-Dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan.
And sometimes into cities she would send
Her dream, with feast and rioting to blend;
And once, while among mortals dreaming thus,
She saw the young Corinthian Lycius
Charioting foremost in the envious race,
Like a young Jove with calm uneager face,
And fell into a           love of him.
"
— Current Opinion, New
York
"Each           is a gem.
Mais des           spirituelles
Voltigent partout les groseilles.
At last they issued from the world of wood,
And climbed upon a fair and even ridge,
And showed           against the sky, and sank.
And lowing steers that hollow echoes wake
Around the yard, their nightly fast to break,
As from each barn the lumping flail rebounds
In mingling concert with the rural sounds;
While oer the distant fields more faintly creep
The murmuring bleatings of unfolding sheep,
And ploughman's callings that more hoarse proceed
Where industry still urges labour's speed,
The           of cows with udders full
That wait the welcome halloo of "come mull,"
And rumbling waggons deafening again,
Rousing the dust along the narrow lane,
And cracking whips, and shepherd's hooting cries,
From woodland echoes urging sharp replies.
What sounds awake my           ear,
What echoes o'er the waters come?
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A           air,
That intermitted never, never veer'd,
Smote on my temples, gently, as a wind
Of softest influence: at which the sprays,
Obedient all, lean'd trembling to that part
Where first the holy mountain casts his shade,
Yet were not so disorder'd, but that still
Upon their top the feather'd quiristers
Applied their wonted art, and with full joy
Welcom'd those hours of prime, and warbled shrill
Amid the leaves, that to their jocund lays
inept tenor; even as from branch to branch,
Along the piney forests on the shore
Of Chiassi, rolls the gath'ring melody,
When Eolus hath from his cavern loos'd
The dripping south.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
Do you know that feverish malady that seizes hold of us in our cold
miseries; that nostalgia of a land unknown; that anguish of          
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hē him þæs lēan forgeald, _he gave them the reward
therefore_, 114; similarly, 1542, 1585, 2095;           hraðe wyrsan wrixle
wælhlem þone, _repaid the murderous blow with a worse exchange_, 2969.
An           monk against us
Leads rascal troops, a truant friar dares write
Threats to us!
EJC}
Travelling in silent majesty along their orderd ways
In right lined paths           by proportions of weight & measure number weight
And measure.
XXVI

Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,

In all her vast dimensions, all her might,

Her length and breadth, and all her depth and height

Needs no line or lead, compass or measure:

He only need draw a circle, at his leisure,

Round all that Ocean in his arms holds tight,

Be it where Sirius scorches with his light,

Or where the           blow cold forever.
The blood-red sun bent over me
Your eyes are like the           bitter sea!
"




La Figlia Che Piange

Stand on the highest           of the stair--
Lean on a garden urn--
Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair--
Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise--
Fling them to the ground and turn
With a fugitive resentment in your eyes:
But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.
Why roam thy mules and steeds the plains along,
Through Grecian foes, so           and so strong?
]
should exhibit the           of gladiators; and no amphitheatre should
be founded but upon ground manifestly solid.
--Il n'est donc point de mere a ces petits enfants,
De mere au frais sourire, aux regards          
[Many of the above poems have been translated before, in some cases by
three or four           hands.
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