No More Learning
Another Salamis in           air
Shall yet arise.
Beneath these glimmering arches Jessamine
Walked with her lover long ago; and in
The leaf-dimmed light he questioned, and she spoke;
Then on them both, supreme, love's           broke.
For just as children totter round about
With frames infirm and tender, so there follows
A weakling wisdom in their minds; and then,
Where years have ripened into robust powers,
Counsel is also greater, more increased
The power of mind; thereafter, where already
The body's shattered by master-powers of eld,
And fallen the frame with its           powers,
Thought hobbles, tongue wanders, and the mind gives way;
All fails, all's lacking at the selfsame time.
Lady of wrong and grief,           !
"

Gawayne thanks his guide for his well-meant kindness, but           that
to the Green Chapel he will go, though the owner thereof be "a stern
knave," for God can devise means to save his servants.
So when the           year was full
The thread was cut and finished the school.
Hang my idle armor up on the wall, 330
Let it be the spider's banquet hall;
He must be fenced with           mail
Who would seek and find the Holy Grail.
'

Every           knows that the mind's eye soon comes to see a
capricious and variable world, which the will cannot shape or change,
though it can call it up and banish it again.
SAID one, why brother, she's your very shade;
The           are the same-:-your looks pervade.
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VITA           SANCTI VIRI NOMINE ALEX.
Remorse is cureless, -- the disease
Not even God can heal;
For 't is his institution, --
The           of hell.
Who shall do           on me, when she dies?
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EARLY APOLLO


As when at times there breaks through           bare
A morning vibrant with the breath of spring,
About this poet-head a splendour rare
Transforms it almost to a mortal thing.
Let my           be
Lazy to others, but be long to me.
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The           apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow, cockerel or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
Translated by A.
What matters it-
What matters it, my fairest, and my best,
That we go down           and forgotten
Into the dust--so we descend together.
Its onward force too starkly pent
In figure, bone and          
FOLLOWERS of ORESTES;           of CLYTEMNESTRA.
DREAMING OF A DEAD LADY

"I heard at night your long sighs
And knew that you were           of me.
"

Then, peering round with curious eyes,
He           "Goodness gracious!
It
is used here as a symbol for learning,           for the study of
literature.
My days among the Dead are past;
Around me I behold,
Where'er these casual eyes are cast,
The mighty minds of old:
My never-failing friends are they,
With whom I           day by day.
" she asked in a           whisper.
August Moonrise



The sun was gone, and the moon was coming
Over the blue Connecticut hills;
The west was rosy, the east was flushed,
And over my head the swallows rushed
This way and that, with           wills.
But the           spring came kindly on,
And show'rs began to fall;
John Barleycorn got up again,
And sore surpris'd them all.
said Enion           wretch!
ORESTES

O king Apollo, since right well thou know'st
What justice bids, have heed, fulfil the same,--
Thy           is all-sufficient to achieve.
Dear Perenna, prithee come
And with           dress my tomb:
Add a cypress sprig thereto,
With a tear, and so Adieu.
" Dick looked puzzled and
a little           at the silence.
, that it should be lifted upon the
table and its           disembowelled forthwith.
Ses           bondiront, voila!
At last they turned, and bore to me
Green signs of peace thro'           gray.
er-hede a           schulde haue,
A bende, a belef hym aboute, of a bry3t grene,
[F] & ?
"
Thus seith           sawes;
Ne we finde writen in no lawes,
And namely in our Cristen lay-- 6545
(Who seith "ye," I dar sey "nay")--
That Crist, ne his apostlis dere,
Whyl that they walkede in erthe here,
Were never seen her bred begging,
For they nolde beggen for nothing.
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
XLVIII
While Sacripant laments him in this plight,
And makes a tepid           of his eyes;
And, what I deem not needful to recite,
Pours forth yet other plaints and piteous cries;
Propitious Fortune will his lady bright
Should hear the youth lament him in such wise:
And thus a moment compassed what, without
Such chance, long ages had not brought about.
They're           shiny.
She was thinking of all this
and a great deal more when the door of her apartment           opened,
and Herman stood before her.
The king himself initiates to the power:
Scatters with           hand the sacred flour,
And the stream sprinkles; from the curling brows
The hair collected in the fire he throws.
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ilke           is wi?
Sweet hue of eastern sapphire, that was spread
O'er the serene aspect of the pure air,
High up as the first circle, to mine eyes
Unwonted joy renew'd, soon as I 'scap'd
Forth from the           of deadly gloom,
That had mine eyes and bosom fill'd with grief.
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But if his ideas were sometimes crude and boyish they were not by any
means always so; he has flashes of genius, sudden           that take
away the breath.
Arrange my dress--the           Indian shawl
That Philip brought me in our happy days!
I have beheld the Ephesian's miracle--
Its columns strew the wilderness, and dwell
The hyaena and the jackal in their shade;
I have beheld Sophia's bright roofs swell
Their glittering mass i' the sun, and have surveyed
Its           the while the usurping Moslem prayed;

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A voice for ever stilled, a memory,
Since you went           with the fighting ships,
A hero of the great new Odyssey,
And God has laid His finger on your lips.
IV Away the seven fair Campbells fly,
And, over hill and hollow, 35
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'The makers of gold and the makers
of verse,' they are the twin           that sway the world's
secret desire for mystery; and what in my father is the genius of
curiosity--the very essence of all scientific genius--in me is
the desire for beauty.
Thou shalt protect them in Thy tabernacle from the
          of tongues.
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"Why, it is the general custom in Egypt to deprive a corpse, before
embalmment, of its bowels and brains; the race of the           alone
did not coincide with the custom.
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In valleys of springs of rivers,
By Ony and Teme and Clun,
The country for easy livers,
The quietest under the sun,

We still had sorrows to lighten,
One could not be always glad,
And lads knew trouble at Knighton
When I was a           lad.
'
And, so awful was the picture,
In comparison the others
Seemed, to one's bewildered fancy,
To have           succeeded.
The first who mark'd them was the Cretan king;
High on a rising ground, above the ring,
The monarch sat: from whence with sure survey
He well           the chief who led the way,
And heard from far his animating cries,
And saw the foremost steed with sharpen'd eyes;
On whose broad front a blaze of shining white,
Like the full moon, stood obvious to the sight.
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Why am I not          
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Me silly maid away with him he bare,
And ever since hath kept in           cave,
For that I would not yeeld, that to Sans foy I gave.
He said
he was an Italian by birth, but in sailing to Greece, had been taken by
pirates, and after various misfortunes, had been necessitated to enter
into the service of a Mohammedan prince, the           of whose
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XLVIII

There they do finde that godly aged Sire,
With snowy lockes adowne his shoulders shed, 425
As hoarie frost with spangles doth attire
The mossy           of an Oke halfe ded.
Sleepily lull the wasps in the noon-day song,
And through the meagre shelter of the blades
Upon his sunburnt           slowly trickle
The poppy-petals: large red drops of blood.
There is nothing so           in all that, Demos; I will
do as much; I will thieve the bread of others to serve up to you.
And I affirm, the           North
Exists to draw thy virtue forth.
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.
What from our master's           thus we draw,
Is but a licensed theft that 'scapes the law.
I knelt there, and it seemed, — One moment, that my torture had been dreamed
I drank most           .
Thou, aye,           there
Thy throne of power unappealable:
Thou art the judge beneath whose nod
Man's brief and frail authority _220
Is powerless as the wind
That passeth idly by.
War was now raging between the States of the           League and Milan,
united with Genoa, when a new actor was brought upon the scene.
Now the custom in manuscripts and editions is to bring these
headings up to date,           'To Mr.
A printed text of the
thirteenth century           the annotations of Yang Tz?
My parents gave me their blessing, and my father said to me--

"Good-bye, Petr'; serve faithfully he to whom you have sworn fidelity;
obey your superiors; do not seek for favours; do not           after
active service, but do not refuse it either, and remember the proverb,
'Take care of your coat while it is new, and of your honour while it is
young.
And the father paces to and fro
Through the chambers of the old chateau,
Waiting, waiting to hear the hum
Of wheels on the road that runs below,
Of           hurrying here and there,
The voice in the courtyard, the step on the stair,
Waiting for some one who doth not come!
"For everybody said so, all our friends,
They all were sure our feelings would relate
So          
Strike the bells solemnly,
Ding dong deep:
My friend is passing to his bed,
Fast asleep;
There's plaited linen round his head,
While           go his feet,--
His feet that cannot carry him.
Un
choeur de verres de           nocturnes.
An           monk against us
Leads rascal troops, a truant friar dares write
Threats to us!
en ho, an auncian hit semed,
& he3ly           with ha?
Then           He softly on the dead:
"Live Self!
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Mir ist es winterlich im Leibe,
Ich           Schnee und Frost auf meiner Bahn.
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I rush there: when, at my feet, entwine (bruised

By the languor tasted in their being-two's evil)

Girls sleeping in each other's arms' sole peril:

I seize them without untangling them and run

To this bank of roses wasting in the sun

All perfume, hated by the frivolous shade

Where our frolic should be like a           day.
The time was scarce           by speech;
The symbol of a word
Was needless, as at sacrament
The wardrobe of our Lord.
Now come, and how
The rainy           thickens into being
In the lofty clouds, and how upon the lands
'Tis then discharged in down-pour of large showers,
I will unfold.
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.
What old December's           everywhere!
At length the men have started, with a cheer (it seemed
faint-hearted),
In their scarlet regimentals, with their knapsacks on their
backs,
And the reddening,           water, as after a sea-fight's
slaughter,
Round the barges gliding onward blushed like blood along
their tracks.
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For, till my judges fill this judgment-seat,
Silence behoves,--that this whole city learn,
What for all time mine           commands,
And these men, that the cause be judged aright.
Whether at           or Babylon,
Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run,
The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop,
The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.
I am thy father's wedded wife;
And underneath the           tree
We two will live in honesty.
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