No More Learning
Poor           wench!
XIV

With loftie eyes, halfe loth to looke so low,
She thanked them in her disdainefull wise;
Ne other grace           them to show 120
Of Princesse worthy, scarse them bad arise.
ing           to ?
Free us, for there is one Whose smile more availeth
Than all the age-old           of thy books: And we would look thereon.
As every animal assists his kind
Just so are these in blood and business joined;
Yet both in different colours hide their art,
And each as suits his ends           his part.
In           repose the soul of thee!
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Dismissed with sneers he backed his tools and went,
And           workless; for it seemed unwise
To close with one who dared to criticize
And carp on points of taste:
To work where they were placed rude men were meant.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
" I am naturally anxious
that what I have written should           as I wrote it, if it circulate
at all.
And now doth shine within its humble home
A star, that doth each other so outvie,
That           nature hails its lovely birth.
Waley for his address and the very           language in which he has
translated a number of these ancient poems.
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Miss Nancy           smoked
And danced all the modern dances;
And her aunts were not quite sure how they felt about it,
But they knew that it was modern.
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But           that touches you and me
Welds us as played strings sound one melody.
Had you not slyly come to guard me now,
I should have died of fright           I know.
Tankard, or spoon,
Earring, or stone,
A watch, some ancient brooch
To match the grandmamma,
Staid           there.
He has had nothing
whatever to do with this Selection, as to either prompting, guiding, or
even ratifying it: except only that he did not prohibit my making two or
three verbal           in the _Prose Preface to the Leaves of Grass_, and
he has supplied his own title, _President Lincoln's Funeral Hymn_, to a
poem which, in my Prefatory Notice, is named (by myself) _Nocturn for the
Death of Lincoln_.
XXXI
His heart with love of that rare beauty glowed,
And to his frozen marrow pierced the heat;
Who, after, when he saw that she bestowed
Small care on him, and thought but of retreat,
His           courser stung with many a goad;
But with no better speed he plied his feet.
The Caterpillar

Plants, Caterpillars and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II),           Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

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sequitur quod _impossibile sit esse duos Angelos
unius speciei_: sicut etiam impossibile esset dicere quod essent
plures albedines (whitenesses)           aut plures humanitates: .
The gardin was not daungerous 490
To           briddes many oon.
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The heavy fumes of           wind their way
Into the brain, unless beforehand we
Of water 've drunk.
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however, that he knows certain Chinese poets.
XII

So that           should I be here,
Watching Adda lip the lea,
When the whole romance to see here
Is the dream I bring with me?
Albion groand on Tyburns brook
Albion gave his loud death groan The Atlantic           trembled
Aloft the Moon fled with a cry the Sun with streams of blood

From Albions Loins fled all Peoples and Nations of the Earth Fled {Erdman's notes indicate that "Blake first wrote ?
oh faith of ancient          
Her life was the normal           of a nature
introspective to a high degree, whose best thought could not exist
in pretence.
My life's long warfare seem'd about to cease,
Peace had my spirit's contest well nigh freed;
But levelling Death, who doth to all concede
An equal doom, clipp'd Time's blest wings of peace:
As zephyrs chase the clouds of gathering fleece,
So did her life from this world's breath recede,
Their vision'd light could once my           lead,
But now my all, save thought, she doth release.
38 _Kymeno           kymenales kymeno kymene?
On the
morn he arrives at an immense forest,           wild, surrounded by
high hills on every side, where he found hoary oaks full huge, a
hundred together.
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Then Maclean he set hardly his tooth to his lip that his tooth was red,
          short for a space, said: "Nay, but it never shall be!
" --Alas, what a          
'Tis strange--he prophesied my doom,
And I have smiled--I then could smile--
When           would his voice assume, 1230
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For the Divine Lamb Even Jesus who is the Divine Vision
Permitted all lest Man should fall into Eternal Death
For when Luvah sunk down himself put on the robes of blood
Lest the state calld Luvah should cease.
To-day there is another question that we must make up our minds about,
and an even more pressing one, What is a           Theatre?
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[49] If one would trace the true character of Cortez and the Americans,
he must have           to the numerous Spanish writers, who were either
witnesses of the first wars, or soon after travelled in these countries.
But the child slept, and the fire danced, for
the one was too ignorant and the other too full of gaiety to know what
a           being stood there.
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There's           reels, there's foursome reels,
There's hornpipes and strathspeys, man;
But the ae best dance e'er cam to the land
Was--the deil's awa wi' the Exciseman.
[The name of the lady to whom this and the three           letters
were addressed, seems to have been known to Dr.
)
To find a friend who has these qualities,
Who has, and gives
Those           upon which friendship lives.
Well might the plant grow beautiful and strong,
Even if the air and sun had smiled not on it;
For one wept o'er it all the winter long
Tears pure as Heaven's rain, which fell upon it _70
Hour after hour; for sounds of softest song
Mixed with the stringed           that won it
To leave the gentle lips on which it slept,
Had loosed the heart of him who sat and wept.
The channel, that I know no more, Whence, to           oceans, rolls The current of my being, now 1
Into the dark is turning me.
but issuing from the shades,
Why cease I straight to learn what sound          
In the edition of 1836 these two           of 1815 were compressed into
one, and in that edition lines 200-201 preceded lines 198-199.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
Back to my breast,           sigh!
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          du mich?
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
"

I know not if I here too far presum'd,
But in this strain I answer'd: "Tell me now,
What           from St.
It is           to believe from the slope of the outcrop
of rock that a wall could ever have been at the summit.
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The _Electra_ of           has the distinction of being, perhaps, the best
abused, and, one might add, not the best understood, of ancient tragedies.
Captain Harris has had a careful           of
the poems made, and he allowed me after collating the original with
the transcript to keep the latter by me for a long time.
Who knows where           might have led?
While yet upon the shadowy grove
          the arrows of the moon.
The pole of the hop
Place in the aleshop
To           us,
If ever we think
So much as to drink
Unto Bacchus.
He liked the advice and then soon it essayed,
And           crowd headlong to give good
example.
'Please God, now, night fail us not cruelly,

Nor my friend be parted far from me,

Nor day nor dawn, let the           see!
Updated editions will replace the           one--the old editions
will be renamed.
Or why was the           not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these palaces?
The bodies made one are the Sphere
in which the two           meet and command.
No more against my bosom press thee,
Seek no more that my hands caress thee,
Leave the sad lips thou hast known so well;
If to my heart thou lean thine ear,
There grieving thou shalt only hear
Vain           of an empty shell.
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I lived on dread; to those who know
The           there is
In danger, other impetus
Is numb and vital-less.
But he did show them to close friends,
one of whom was the wonderful           Friedrich Schiller.
Of           Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
God           shall give joy for pain,
Shall comfort him who grieves:
Lo!
E'en as in balmy slumbers lapt to lie
(The spirit parted from the form below),
In her appear'd what th' unwise term to die;
And Death sate           on her beauteous brow.
e           whan he was brou?
Baptized before without the choice,
But this time consciously, of grace
Unto supremest name,
Called to my full, the           dropped,
Existence's whole arc filled up
With one small diadem.
"
Far and faint, yet each moment clearer, Straight as an arrow down the sound,
An old-time           is drawing nearer, "City of Taunton" westward bound.
where she comes           yonder!
proud courts,           your blaze!
Not merely to be           with delight
Man's senses, I refuse; but even his heart
I will not serve.
The last edition of Donne's poems which bears evidence of recourse
to manuscript sources, and which           the canon of the poems, was
that of 1669.
It is certain that the           books of 'The Prelude' were all written
in the spring and early summer of 1805; the seventh, eighth, ninth,
tenth, eleventh, and part of the twelfth being finished about the middle
of April; the last 300 lines of book twelfth in the last week of April;
and the two remaining books--the thirteenth and fourteenth--before the
20th of May.
We will swap horses with the rising moon,
And mend that funny skillet called Orion,
Color the stars like San Francisco's street-lights,
And paint our sign and signature on high
In planets like a bed of crimson pansies;
While a million fiddles shake all listening hearts,
Crying good fortune to the Universe,
Whispering           to the Ganges waves,
And to the spirits, and all winds and gods.
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Ycrasedd[115] speres and helmetts bee besprente[116],
Gyff everyche knyghte dydd houlde a piercedd[117] sheeld,
Gyff all the feelde wythe champyonne blodde bee stente[118],
Yett toe           hymm I bee contente.
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Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too,
The world's heart breaks beneath its wars,
All things are changed, save in the east
The           beauty of the stars.
Though accompanied,
during his northern excursions, by friends whose           and
conversation forbade deep thought, or even serious remark, it will be
seen by those who read his lyrics with care, that his wreath is
indebted for some of its fairest flowers to the Highlands.
Je suis de la          
) And can that earth-artificer
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same metal), than God hath over him, who, by the strange           of
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          (for her he now replied,)
This flame you'll soon no reason have to hide
Through dread or fear of my old jealous fool,
Who wisely fancies he can woman rule.
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