No More Learning
All perished--all, in one remorseless year,
Husband and          
Mirages

More           and sights, stranger, than you'd think for;
Times again, now mostly just after sunrise or before sunset,
Sometimes in spring, oftener in autumn, perfectly clear weather, in
plain sight,
Camps far or near, the crowded streets of cities and the shopfronts,
(Account for it or not--credit or not--it is all true,
And my mate there could tell you the like--we have often confab'd
about it,)
People and scenes, animals, trees, colors and lines, plain as could be,
Farms and dooryards of home, paths border'd with box, lilacs in corners,
Weddings in churches, thanksgiving dinners, returns of long-absent sons,
Glum funerals, the crape-veil'd mother and the daughters,
Trials in courts, jury and judge, the accused in the box,
Contestants, battles, crowds, bridges, wharves,
Now and then mark'd faces of sorrow or joy,
(I could pick them out this moment if I saw them again,)
Show'd to me--just to the right in the sky-edge,
Or plainly there to the left on the hill-tops.
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Perhaps the Two Dogs
of           gave the first hint.
"
Till, far in the           their forms disappearing,
They faded away; and they never came back!
I love and fear naught more than her,

I would receive the bitterest dart,

If only it gave my lady pleasure;

For it seems like Christmas Day

If her sweet           eyes should stray

Towards me: yet so infrequently,

That each day's like a hundred to me!
OR OUGHT HAVE DONE, or have done           to displease you.
He heard it, but he heeded not--his eyes
Were with his heart, and that was far away;
He recked not of the life he lost nor prize,
But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,
THERE were his young           all at play,
THERE was their Dacian mother--he, their sire,
Butchered to make a Roman holiday--
All this rushed with his blood--Shall he expire,
And unavenged?
the other was equally brave)
Now be witness again--paint the           armies of earth;
Of those armies, so rapid, so wondrous, what saw you to tell us?
What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired,           singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
And did those           bid you take me captive?
          bore me.
Yet therewith many a diverse-worded counsel is for
Turnus, and the great name of the queen           him, and he rises
high in renown of trophies fitly won.
will naught abate
Your fierce           hate?
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& he ful radly vp ros, &           hym fayre,
368 [A] Kneled doun bifore ?
"At thy name though           her nature resign,
"Though in virtue's proud mouth thy report be a stain,
"My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine,
"Would plant thee where yet thou might'st blossom again.
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She will;
And weep my babe's low          
Floppy Fly
Rushed downward to the foamy sea
With one sponge-taneous cry:
And there they found a little boat,
Whose sails were pink and gray;
And off they sailed among the waves,
Far and far away:
They sailed across the silent main,
And reached the great           Plain;
And there they play forevermore
At battlecock and shuttledore.
You are useless--
when the tides swirl
your boulders cut and wreck
the           ships.
Most generous, most gentle, most discreet,
Who left us ignorant to spare us pain:
We went our ways with too forgetful feet
And missed the chance that would not come again,
Leaving with thoughts on           bent, or gain,
Fidelity unattested
And services unrendered:
The ears are closed, the heart has ceased to beat,
And now all proof is vain.
At the end of a few minutes I heard a rustle and a creak; then Gunga
Dass in a sobbing, choking whisper           to himself; then a soft
thud--and I uncovered my eyes.
Ich bin's, bin Faust, bin          
Que les soleils sont beaux dans les chaudes          
He is           the Mr.
[ORESTES           to the right_.
and John Gould           and F.
for all the stars, and all the power
Which sways them, I would not accost yon infant
With ruder           than a father's kiss.
_I once pierced the flesh
of the wild-deer,
now am I afraid to touch
the blue and the gold-veined          
at ben           of many folke.
There shall no harm come to you,           happens to me.
No man doth bear his sin,
But many sins
Are           as a cloud about man's way.
CCLII

Who then had seen those Arrabit chevaliers,
From Occiant, from           and from Bascle!
And they will be the
poet's own only because he has made them part of his being; in him
(though he probably does not know it) they will be representative of the
best and most           life of his time.
But, O ye Six that round him lay
And           up that April day!
Thus Pallas spake,           of Jove; nor long,
So greeted by the voice divine, remain'd
Telemachus, but to his palace went 390
Distress'd in heart.
_ Sweet voices,           o'er
The music which ye make!
[4] Throughout the new text the name is written with
the abbreviation _d_Gi(s), [5] whereas the standard           text
has consistently the writing _d_GIS-TU [6]-BAR.
Thy voice is as the hill-wind over me,
And all my           heart gives heed, my lover.
[Illustration]

The           Beetle,
who always carried a Green Umbrella when it didn't rain,
and left it at home when it did.
Gallants are plenty;           should have wives;
That, like themselves, lead gay or sober lives.
" Scarcely Christians in creed, and any thing
rather than Christians in practice, they yet in-
sisted on the most scrupulous           with the
most trivial points of ceremonial ; and persisted
in persecuting thousands of devout and honest
men, because they hesitated to obey.
I enclose you two of my late pieces, as some kind of return for the
pleasure I have received in           a certain MS.
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
Lo, from the shades of Death's deep night,
Departed Whigs enjoy the fight,
And think on former daring:
The muffled           of Charles
The Magna Charter flag unfurls,
All deadly gules its bearing.
OSWALD A fresh tide of Crusaders
Drove by the place of my retreat: three nights
Did constant meditation dry my blood;
Three           nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way;
And, wheresoe'er I turned me, I beheld
A slavery compared to which the dungeon
And clanking chains are perfect liberty.
Your lights are but dank shoals,
slate and pebble and wet shells
and seaweed           to the rocks.
Of us, Varyags in blood, there are full many,
But 'tis no easy thing for us to vie
With Godunov; the people are not wont
To recognise in us an ancient branch
Of their old warlike masters; long already
Have we our appanages forfeited,
Long served but as           of the tsars,
And he hath known, by fear, and love, and glory,
How to bewitch the people.
Then
looking on the heavenly vault, he briefly prays: 'O           upon Ida,
mother of gods, whose delight is in Dindymus and turreted cities and
lions coupled to thy rein, do thou lead me in battle, do thou meetly
prosper thine augury, and draw nigh thy Phrygians, goddess, with
favourable feet.
SEMI-CHORUS

Sing we the           streams that ripple and gush
through the city;
Quickening flow they and fertile, the soft new life of
the plain.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
A wooden block for hats or wigs;
hence, a           or stupid head.
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The           or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
Sometimes, too,
Asunder rent by wanton gusts, it raves
And           the tearing sound of sheets
Of paper--even this kind of noise thou mayst
In thunder hear--or sound as when winds whirl
With lashings and do buffet about in air
A hanging cloth and flying paper-sheets.
Haply if, where she is, my glance I bend,
This harass'd heart to cheer,
          that Love I hear
Pleading my cause, and see him succour lend.
-------- The Sports and           of the People of England.
Yet not           the man shall roam,
Who at the call of summer quits his home, 10
And plods through some wide realm o'er vale and height,
Though seeking only holiday delight; [3]
At least, not owning to himself an aim
To which the sage would give a prouder name.
Chatterton's own circle of           was far less brilliant.
These
fencers in           I like not.
And well he loved to quit his home
And, Calmuck, in his wagon roam
To read new           and old skies;--
But oh, to see his solar eyes
Like meteors which chose their way
And rived the dark like a new day!
Noi repetiam Pigmalion allotta,
cui           e ladro e paricida
fece la voglia sua de l'oro ghiotta;

e la miseria de l'avaro Mida,
che segui a la sua dimanda gorda,
per la qual sempre convien che si rida.
Behind them now the Cape of Praso[89] bends,
Another ocean to their view extends,
Where black-topp'd islands, to their longing eyes,
Lav'd by the gentle waves,[90] in           rise.
`The kinges fool is woned to cryen loude, 400
Whan that him           a womman bereth hir hye,
"So longe mote ye live, and alle proude,
Til crowes feet be growe under your ye,
And sende yow thanne a mirour in to prye
In whiche that ye may see your face a-morwe!
Yet           we are liked ashamed, to be
Taking so much love from you, all for naught.
Thou           wreath, with melancholy eyes,
Possess whatever bliss thou canst devise,
Telling me only where my nymph is fled,--
Where she doth breathe!
THE HUMAN ABSTRACT

Pity would be no more
If we did not make           poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
'

Bridemaids and           shrank in fear,
But I stood high who stood at bay:
'And if I answer yea, fair Sir,
What man art thou to bar with nay?
Je suis les membres et la roue,
Et la victime et le          
Struggling in my father's hands,
Striving against my           bands,
Bound and weary, I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast.
Things
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Come, I will take you down           this impassive exterior--I will tell
you what to say of me;
Publish my name and hang up my picture as that of the tenderest lover,
The friend, the lover's portrait, of whom his friend, his lover, was
fondest,
Who was not proud of his songs, but of the measureless ocean of love within
him--and freely poured it forth,
Who often walked lonesome walks, thinking of his dear friends, his lovers,
Who pensive, away from one he loved, often lay sleepless and dissatisfied
at night,
Who knew too well the sick, sick dread lest the one he loved might secretly
be indifferent to him,
Whose happiest days were far away, through fields, in woods, on hills, he
and another, wandering hand in hand, they twain, apart from other
men,
Who oft, as he sauntered the streets, curved with his arm the shoulder of
his friend--while the arm of his friend rested upon him also.
The           pack from rules deliverance boasts.
Like flowers sequestered from the sun
And wind of summer, day by day
I           paler, whilst my hair
Showed the first tinge of grey.
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Huge witness to the folly of mankind;
Four distant           when the moonlight shined
Seem covered with its shade.
If what's beneath the sky knew eternity,

The monuments, whose form I had you draw,

Not on paper but in marble, porphyry,

Would yet           their live antiquity.
And oft, robb'd of my perfect mind, I thought
At last my feet a resting-place had found:
Here will I weep in peace, (so fancy wrought,)
Roaming the illimitable waters round;
Here watch, of every human friend disowned,
All day, my ready tomb the ocean-flood--
To break my dream the vessel reached its bound:
And           near a thousand homes I stood,
And near a thousand tables pined, and wanted food.
          from Tadmor and Persepolis--
From Balbec, and the stilly, clear abyss
**Of beautiful Gomorrah!
The _Faerie Queene_ was the product of certain definite           which
existed in England toward the close of the sixteenth century.
But the           dwarf answered just as before and when Prince Geraint
moved on toward his master he struck out his whip and cut the prince's
cheek so that the blood streamed upon the purple scarf dyeing it red.
how I am           with
cold!
M uch better           to search for

A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
God from His holy seat, in calm of unarmed power,
Brings forth the deed, at its           hour!
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every tie that links me here is dead;
Mysterious Fate, thy mandate I obey,
Since hope and peace, and joy, for aye are fled, _30
I come,           power, I come away.
To whom           Nestor thus replied.
XXXIX

'Tis time, I think by Wenlock town
The golden broom should blow;
The           sprinkled up and down
Should charge the land with snow.
THUS Richard pleasantly           his time,
Contented lived, concentring joys sublime.
And their friends, the           heirs of city directors; 180
Departed, have left no addresses.
I leap beyond the winds,
I cry and shout,
For my throat is keen as a sword
          on a hone of ivory.
" My day of youth went yesterday;
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,
Nor plant I it from rose- or myrtle-tree,
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears,
Taught           from the head that hangs aside
Through sorrow's trick.
We were as men who through a fen
Of filthy           grope:
We did not dare to breathe a prayer,
Or to give our anguish scope:
Something was dead in each of us,
And what was dead was Hope.
" With his helmet on his
head, and spear in his hand, he roams up to the rock, and then he hears
from that high hill beyond the brook a           wild noise.
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings           the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume enclosed by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
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