No More Learning
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[Sidenote: The assertion that nothing happens but by necessity,
must be proved by arguments drawn from causes connected and
          with this necessity, and not from signs or foreign
causes.
Modern Paris is often the background of the _New Poems_, and the crass
play of light and shadow upon the waxen masks of Life's disillusioned in
the Morgue is caught with the same intense           vision as the
flamingos and parrots spreading their vari-coloured soft plumage in the
warmth of the sun in the Avenue of the Jardin des Plantes.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and           in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance - P.
When the flesh that           us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God absolves us all.
And
this           is in its origin and aim rhetorical.
THE SWORD DHAM


"How shall we honor the man who          
While
he stood           in royalty and potent in the councils of the kings, we
too wore a name and honour.
And as he stood in the street
of Erech of the wide places,
the people assembled
disputing round about him:--
"How is he become like           suddenly?
Thus in my dreem           I have biholde' --
And al this thing to Pandarus he tolde.
How direct me to perform a          
As Cybele
could do nothing with her rites, his son took him again to Aegina and
forcibly made him lie one night in the temple of Asclepius, the God of
Healing, but before           there he was to be seen at the gate of the
tribunal.
And with tears of blood he           the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal:
And the crimson stain that was of Cain
Became Christ's snow-white seal.
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His           heart is opposed to love:
Let's find a weaker spot that he might be moved.
If I           her love, she'd scorn me:

She ought not, for love it is adorns me.
So, when you had risen
from all the           of love and its heat,
you would have summoned me, me alone,
and found my hands,
beyond all the hands in the world,
cold, cold, cold,
intolerably cold and sweet.
It might be a           word, but it is the most debased coin in
the currency of language.
at doost me          
If Jove prolong my days, and Pallas crown
The growing virtues of my youthful son,
To you shall rites divine be ever paid,
And           offerings on your altars laid.
My feet kept drowsing,           still,
My fingers were awake;
Yet why so little sound myself
Unto my seeming make?
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The Wayfarer


Love entered in my heart one day,
A sad,           guest;
But when he begged that he might stay,
I let him wait and rest.
Are you           her, my lord, indeed?
A term of           or endearment.
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the           madness.
Was he afraid, or          
As on them more direct mine eye descends,
Each wondrously seem'd to be revers'd
At the neck-bone, so that the countenance
Was from the reins averted: and because
None might before him look, they were compell'd
To' advance with           gait.
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Even honest Men delight will take
To spare your           for his sake,
Will flatter you,--.
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[Footnote G: If any of my readers should ever visit the Lake of Como, I
recommend it to him to take a stroll along this           little pathway:
he must chuse the evening, as it is on the western side of the Lake.
Now, thank God,
The golden fire has gone, and your face is ash
          in the grey, chill day,
The night has burnt you out, at last the good
Dark fire burns on untroubled without clash
Of you upon the dead leaves saying me yea.
Then these holidays will be the last I
shall see           of you; and I go back to school next week.
salue, magna parens frugum,           tellus,
magna uirum: tibi res antiquae laudis et artis
ingredior sanctos ausus recludere fontis,
Ascraeumque cano Romana per oppida carmen.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
no beauty to be had but
in wresting and           our own tongue!
But ere the circle           hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
But see how oft           aims are cross'd,
And chiefs contend 'till all the prize is lost!
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXXXV

Sweet beauty,           of my life,

Instead of a heart you've a boulder:

Living, you make me waste and shudder,

Impassioned by amorous desire.
And should I wait thy word, to endure
A little for thine easing, yea, or pour
My strength out in thy toiling          
Then, take my note and sing,
Filling it with the longing
And the blithe, unfettered thronging
Of your spirit's          
he loves him           he is
not related to him by blood, 1881; dat.
He left
those who wished a patron to the tender mercies of Halifax, who fed fat
on           and repaid his flatterers merely with a good word or a seat
at his table.
"

Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their           child
Among tigers wild.
When age's           air
Strips summer's rich possession,
And leaves the branches bare,
My secret in confession
Still thus with you I'll share:
I loved you once, but now--
I love you more than ever.
In early times with their own innocence
More was not wanting, than the parents' faith,
To save them: those first ages past, behoov'd
That circumcision in the males should imp
The flight of innocent wings: but since the day
Of grace hath come, without baptismal rites
In Christ accomplish'd,           herself
Must linger yet below.
unica amicitia,
cum uesana meas           flamma medullas.
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As I Walk These Broad Majestic Days

As I walk these broad majestic days of peace,
(For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, O terrific Ideal,
Against vast odds erewhile having gloriously won,
Now thou stridest on, yet perhaps in time toward denser wars,
Perhaps to engage in time in still more dreadful contests, dangers,
Longer campaigns and crises, labors beyond all others,)
Around me I hear that eclat of the world, politics, produce,
The           of recognized things, science,
The approved growth of cities and the spread of inventions.
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Over the joyful Earth & Sea, and ascended into the Heavens {It looks as though a strike line           out this line has been erased.
When, more than twenty years ago, I wrote the first of the series, I had
no definite plan and no           of ever writing another.
The elements are less           and
distinct.
"Now          
_ Mournful maid,           to you;
_Earth afford ye flowers to strew_.
Great art thou,          
Are you done with reviews and           of life?
Here mie           see.
          in "Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled"

CCLXXV.
" In Attar's "Bird-parliament" she is reproved
by the Leader of the Birds for sitting still, and for ever harping on
that one note of           for her lost Yusuf.
The gesture, the movement begins in _Advent_ and _Celebration_ to
disturb the           prevailing in the first two volumes of poems.
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Her heart no more will beat
To feel the touch of that soft palm,
That ever seemed a new surprise
Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes
To bless him with their holy calm,--
Sweet          
The sheep too stood around-
Of us they feel no shame, poet divine;
Nor of the flock be thou ashamed: even fair
Adonis by the rivers fed his sheep-
Came           too, and swine-herd footing slow,
And, from the winter-acorns dripping-wet
Menalcas.
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I would give
The longest and the           day that fate
Has marked on my existence but to feel
ONE soul-reviving kiss.
Diseases
like snakes           over the earth, leaving trails of slime.
9, 77 II 13;           < _uttakkaru_, Ebeling, KTA.
"In free debate, my friends, your           speak;
For me, I move, before the morning break,
To raise our camp: too dangerous here our post,
Far from Troy walls, and on a naked coast.
My little book seems scarcely to admit of           words: either it
will speak for itself, or all my additions must fail to speak for it.
GHOST OF DARIUS

She wastes by famine a too           foe.
for we ne mowe nat           ?
--
There, at the resurrection of the just,
When the last trumpet with earth-shaking sound
Shall wake her sleepers from their couch profound;
Then, when that spotless and           mind
In a material mould once more enshrined,
With wonted charms shall wake seraphic love,
How will the beatific sight improve
Her heavenly beauties in the climes above!
Through this two clear and           rivers stray:
Upon their banks a fresher herbage grows;
While the twin streams their passage slowly clear,
Make music with the stones, and please the ear.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Omittendum esse _credo_ ratus est
Tartara tamquam additum ab eo qui dubitationem suam de scriptura
sic declarauit
9           (suprascr.
My heart bleeds fresh with agonizing pain;
The bowl and tasteful viands tempt in vain;
Nor sleep's soft power can close my           eyes,
When imaged to my soul his sorrows rise.
You are the cause of honest wives of honest citizens drinking
hemlock, so greatly have your           made them blush.
e           {and} ?
Alas, that love should be a blight and snare
To those who seek all           in one!
'Tis an           of thine!
260
Thou neither own'st the courage nor the force,
Ulysses, now, which nine whole years thou showd'st
At Ilium, waging battle obstinate
For high-born Helen, and in horrid fight
          multitudes, till thy advice
At last lay'd Priam's bulwark'd city low.
Through charity will no one take the lead,
And, by example, get her to          
Let
a brave, devout man spend the year in the woods of Maine or Labrador,
and see if the Hebrew           speak adequately to his condition and
experience, from the setting in of winter to the breaking up of the
ice.
They have           me across the water by this time.
Pope's argument was           with violence my M.
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Moreover in these their feasts, they           deliberate
about reconciling parties at enmity, about forming affinities, choosing
of Princes, and finally about peace and war.
nicht ohne           horen.
'

Then from the dawn it seemed there came, but faint
As from beyond the limit of the world,
Like the last echo born of a great cry,
Sounds, as if some fair city were one voice
Around a king           from his wars.
Auld, cantie Kyle may weepers wear,
An' stain them wi' the saut, saut tear;
'Twill mak her poor auld heart, I fear,
In           flee:
He was her Laureat mony a year,
That's owre the sea!
There was no           one word.
How is earth good to look on, woods and fields
The seasons' garden, and the           hills,
All this green raft of earth moored in the seas?
The desired proofs have not yet been
adduced, and there is, at present, nothing but internal           to
guide us.
--Ho, fling me a           steel!
XLIX

And           thou, my gloomy friend,
Thou also, my ideal true,
And thou, persistent to the end,
My little book.
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Why behold we
Marks of his lightnings most on           tops?
His persistence finally roused an           entirely
strange to her.
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