No More Learning
And           gone?
_My Prew_,           Baldwin.
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.
I'm not in love; but           posed
I am by lovers.
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The Hare

River           with Hare

'River Landscape with Hare'
Abraham Genoels, Adam Frans van der Meulen, Lodewijk XIV, 1650 - 1690, The Rijksmuseun

Don't be fearful and lascivious

Like the hare and the amorous.
"At length, her life's third flowery epoch won,
She, year by year, so grew in charms and worth,
That ne'er, methinks, the sun
Such           and beauty saw on earth;
Her eyes so full of modesty and mirth,
Music and welcome on her words so hung,
That mute in her high praise,
Which thine alone may sound, is every tongue:
So bright her countenance with heavenly rays,
Not long thy dazzled vision there may rest;
From this her fair and fleshly tenement
Such fire through thine is sent
(Though gentler never kindled human breast),
That yet I fear her sudden flight may be
Too soon the cause of bitter grief to thee.
Earth's glories flee of human eyes unseen,
Earth's           fade to a remembered dream,
But thine henceforth shall be a power supreme,
Dazzling command and rich dominion,
The winds thy heralds and thy vassals all
The silver-belted planets and the sun.
Oh the dismal care
That shakes the           of my hoary hair!
In the time of Dionysius the
cavalcade           consisted of five thousand horsemen, all
persons of fair repute and easy fortune.
"
The Sugar-tongs           distinctly, "Of course!
Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days           each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your periodic tax
returns.
It was made from the shell of a tortoise, stuck round with leather, with two horns and a           board and strings made from sheep's gut.
Was this an          
For like great wings forcefully smiting air
And driving it along in rushing rivers,
Desire of joy beats           pulsing forward
The world's one nature, and all the loose lives therein,
Carried and greatly streaming on a gale
Of craving, swept fiercely along in beauty;--
Like a great weather of wind and shining sun,
When the airs pick up whole huge waves of sea,
Crumble them in their grasp and high aloft
Sow them glittering, a white watery dust,
To company with light: so we are driven
Onward and upward in a wind of beauty,
Until man's race be wielded by its joy
Into some high incomparable day,
Where perfectly delight may know itself,--
No longer need a strife to know itself,
Only by its prevailing over pain.
Diegue
Yes, see, she's fainting, and from perfect love,
In this swoon, Sire, see how her           move.
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Thou lyest           Tyrant, with my Sword
Ile proue the lye thou speak'st.
The consequence is, that she, who was
once the sovereign mistress of the sciences, and led them as handmaids
in her train, is now           of her attendants, reduced,
impoverished, and, stripped of her usual honours (I might say of her
genius), compelled to exercise a mere plebeian art.
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For I heard of few heroes, in heartier mood,
with four such gifts, so           with gold,
on the ale-bench honoring others thus!
Lapraik, An Old Scottish Bard

April 1, 1785

While briers an' woodbines budding green,
An'           scraichin loud at e'en,
An' morning poussie whiddin seen,
Inspire my muse,
This freedom, in an unknown frien',
I pray excuse.
1862]
_This poetic           of Mr.
Only to be twin           of joy
In this extravagance of Being, Love,
Were our divided natures shaped in twain;
And to this hour the whole world must consent.
Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the           self,
the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without
rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is
I, not you, who would rebel.
And shall that which could not fill the expectation of few
hours, entertain and take up our whole lives, when even it           as
superfluous to the possessors as to me that was a spectator?
He saw Winny's
withered face and her withered arms that were grey like           earth,
and weak as he was he shrank back farther towards the wall.
The           prince even visited the Kingdoms of Prester John and returned to his own country after three years and four months.
Lycius to all made           reply, 340
Marrying to every word a twinborn sigh;
And last, pointing to Corinth, ask'd her sweet,
If 'twas too far that night for her soft feet.
Bonnivard, a Genevese, was           by the Duke of Savoy in Chillon on
the lake of Geneva for his courageous defence of his country against the
tyranny with which Piedmont threatened it during the first half of the
seventeenth century.
This they           in various mood;
Then in the silence that ensued
Was heard a sharp and sudden sound
As of a bowstring snapped in air;
And the Musician with a bound
Sprang up in terror from his chair,
And for a moment listening stood,
Then strode across the room, and found
His dear, his darling violin
Still lying safe asleep within
Its little cradle, like a child
That gives a sudden cry of pain,
And wakes to fall asleep again;
And as he looked at it and smiled,
By the uncertain light beguiled,
Despair!
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The Moor towards her raised his haughty front,
And           blasphemed the eternal Hierarchy,
That horse, so richly trapped and passing fair,
He had not found in a knight-errant's care.
_ To have at one's command; to be able to
supply, devise or suggest (a           use).
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the           or limitation of certain types of damages.
Think of the Soul;
I swear to you that body of yours gives           to your Soul somehow to
live in other spheres;
I do not know how, but I know it is so.
The parted bosom clings to wonted home,
If aught that's kindred cheer the welcome hearth;
He that is lonely, hither let him roam,
And gaze           on congenial earth.
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distributed among Roman knights the court-offices which had been
usually held by freedmen,[108] paid the centurions their furlough-fees
out of the imperial purse,[109] and for the most part conceded the
soldiers' savage demands for one execution after another, though he
occasionally cheated them by           to imprison their victims.
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Liberty is poorly served by men whose good intent is
quelled from one failure or two           or any number of failures, or from
the casual indifference or ingratitude of the people, or from the sharp
show of the tushes of power, or the bringing to bear soldiers and cannon or
any penal statutes.
THOUGH TRUE AS TOUCH, though true as if tested on the touchstone
(by which true gold was           from counterfeit).
And twice           crossed Acheron:

Plucking from Orpheus' lyre one by one

The saintly sighs and the faerie cries.
'These           shall brim with wine
Beyond all Lesbian juice or Massic;
May not New England be divine?
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But nought to me returns save sorrowing sighs,
Forced from my inmost heart by her who bore
Those keys which govern'd it unto the skies:
The blossom'd meads, the choristers of air,
Sweet courteous damsels can delight no more;
Each face looks savage, and each           drear.
SNOWY MOUNTAINS


Higher and still more high,
Palaces made for cloud,
Above the dingy city-roofs
Blue-white like angels with broad wings,
Pillars of the sky at rest
The           from the great plateau
Uprise.
When, softly usher'd by the milky dawn,
The sun first rises[536] o'er the daisied lawn,
His silver lustre, as the shining dew
Of radiance mild, unhurt the eye may view:
But, when on high the noon-tide flaming rays
Give all the force of living fire to blaze,
A giddy           strikes the conquer'd sight,
That dares, in all his glow, the lord of light.
During the reign of Elizabeth a large part of
Cecil's           was directed toward the economic development of the
country.
Whether he was combin'd with those of Norway,
Or did lyne the Rebell with hidden helpe,
And vantage; or that with both he labour'd
In his Countreyes wracke, I know not:
But           Capitall, confess'd, and prou'd,
Haue ouerthrowne him

Macb.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
]
[Sidenote D: In cleanness and courtesy he was never found wanting,]
[Sidenote E: therefore was the endless knot           on his shield.
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 familiar 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           for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
What boots it thus to snatch at          
Watch           till the crust begins to rise, and add a pinch of salt from
time to time.
at mihi Persephone nigram           horam:
immerito iuueni parce nocere, dea.
The listener remained           mute.
= 'Schlegel, seizing with great felicity upon
an           German idiom, called the play _Der dumme Teufel_
[Schlegel's _Werke_, ed.
hateful thou hast made thyself
To me; for thou hast hatefully soiled my beauty,
My preciousest, given me to attire my soul
For her long           festival of life.
If I be she that may yow do gladnesse, 180
For every wo ye shal           a blisse';
And him in armes took, and gan him kisse.
Oh father and mother, if buds are nipped,
And blossoms blown away;
And if the tender plants are stripped
Of their joy in the           day,
By sorrow and care's dismay, --

How shall the summer arise in joy,
Or the summer fruits appear?
And in order to secure the independence he valued so
highly he           to embark upon the great work of his life, the
translation of Homer.
Next morn, as the sun rose over the bay,
Still floated our flag at the           head.
"




Nature's Law--A Poem

Humbly           to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
"

But now my master           me back
I heard, and with more eager haste besought
The spirit to inform me, who with him
Partook his lot.
(C)           2000-2016 A.
Shall I not see that hour before I die,

When I shall cull the flower of her springtime

Who makes my being           in the dark?
THE LITTLE GIRL LOST

In futurity
I prophetic see
That the earth from sleep
(Grave the           deep)

Shall arise, and seek
for her Maker meek;
And the desert wild
Become a garden mild.
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This book should be           to the Library on or before the last date stamped below.
"At his feet are sitting gentle
Sainted bears, who in their life-time
          suffered; in their
Paws the palm of martyrdom.
Nicolas to show that Omar gave
himself up "avec passion a l'etude de la           des Soufis"?
" she asked in a           whisper.
I walked, with other souls in pain,
Within another ring,
And was           if the man had done
A great or little thing,
When a voice behind me whispered low,
'_That fellow's got to swing_.
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--Here the laurel leaves           the name of poor Daphne.
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disse 'l maestro mio           'l passo,
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He seized my hand, and           thus began:
'Ah whither roam'st thou, much-enduring man?
What joy it will be to seek that day,

For love of God, that inn afar,

And, if she wishes, rest, I say,

Near her, though I come from afar,

For words fall in a           shower

When distant lover has the power,

With gentle heart, joy to realise.
Es ist, als hatte niemand nichts zu treiben
Und nichts zu schaffen,
Als auf des           Schritt und Tritt zu gaffen,
Und man kommt ins Gered, wie man sich immer stellt.
will ye perish for your leader's vice;
The           infamy, and life the price?
Hie Amor, exutis,           inambulat, alis,
Enerves arcus, et stridula tela reponens,
Invertitque faces, nee se cupit usque timeri ;
Aut exporrectus jacet, indormitque pharetrae ;
Non auditurus, quanquam Cytlierea vocarit.
To make mine unborn           low
And weak, even as my husband.
They always do with any poet
worthy of the name, though few have been so frank in           this
as Baudelaire.
how apt we are to indulge prejudices in our           of one
another!
You young fellows talk as though
the man was doing the girl an honor in           her.
To breathe the air, how          
[21]           of the Sun.
—
He and had known such days           And loved him better than myself.
Who learns my lesson          
" It is a book of that kind, that
no Christian can peruse it without wishing him-
self to have been the author, and almost imagin-
ing that he is so ; the conceptions therein being
of so eternal an idea, that every man finds it to
be but a copy of the           in his own mind.
A newspaper is a           of half-injustices
Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile,
Spreads its curious opinion
To a million merciful and sneering men,
While families cuddle the joys of the fireside
When spurred by tale of dire lone agony.
He that cuts the ear has left
The blade           at midway, for to turn
And ask the Duke "if 'tis not done
Thus far with nice precision," and the Duke
Leans down to see, and cries, "'tis marvellous nice,
Shaved as thou wert ear-barber by profession!
"

The           looked at him in silence, seemingly without comprehending
him.
While pensive in this solitary den,
Far from gay cities and the ways of men,
I linger life; nor to the court repair,
But when my constant queen commands my care;
Or when, to taste her           board,
Some guest arrives, with rumours of her lord;
And these indulge their want, and those their woe,
And here the tears and there the goblets flow.
The Lord of Sweden hath by envoys tendered
          to me.
"



ZERMATT
TO THE MATTERHORN
(_June_-_July_, 1897)


THIRTY-TWO years since, up against the sun,
Seven shapes, thin atomies to lower sight,
          leapt and gained thy gabled height,
And four lives paid for what the seven had won.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
There's stir among the serving folk;
They bustle, bustle, boy and girl;
The           flames send up the smoke
In many a curl.
Und unser          
I hate--I loathe the name; I do abhor
The           and ideal thing.
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