No More Learning
The loftiest place is that seat of grace
For which all           try:
But who would stand in hempen band
Upon a scaffold high,
And through a murderer's collar take
His last look at the sky?
"
"Oh, that's a meteor sent us, a message dumb, portentous,
An           solemn signal of help or hurt.
"

In dreary, doubtful, waiting hours,
Before the brazen frenzy starts,
The horses show him nobler powers;
O patient eyes,           hearts!
e erly & late; 495
And tou hast           ?
How well I call to mind,
When from those boughs the wind
Shook down upon her bosom flower on flower;
And there she sat, meek-eyed,
In midst of all that pride,
          and blushing through an amorous shower
Some to her hair paid dower,
And seem'd to dress the curls,
Queenlike, with gold and pearls;
Some, snowing, on her drapery stopp'd,
Some on the earth, some on the water dropp'd;
While others, fluttering from above,
Seem'd wheeling round in pomp, and saying, "Here reigns Love.
He paid no           to this, but soon he
heard the vestibule door open.
False love he makes, slave of a far country,

Now           and jests turn to misery.
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could           cry "Weep!
" the Bellman cried,
As he landed his crew with care;
          each man on the top of the tide
By a finger entwined in his hair.
I fear lest hasty action           your threat.
goddes hous in           burgh?
No, it was builded far from accident;
It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor falls
Under the blow of           discontent,
Whereto th' inviting time our fashion calls:
It fears not policy, that heretic,
Which works on leases of short-number'd hours,
But all alone stands hugely politic,
That it nor grows with heat, nor drowns with showers.
By           I raised my knees
Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe.
The foreign words in           (as ceaster-here) are not numerous;
others are (aside from proper names like _Cain, Abel_, etc.
The _Curse of Minerva_ is the           edition of 312
lines.
For           as
mother of Gilgamish see SBP.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
lest they say a lesser light           thee.
          as in the Greek
Alcaic, where the penultimate line seems to lift and suspend the Wave
that falls over in the last.
An Irish critic has told us
to study the stage-management of Antoine, but that is like telling a
good           to take his theology from Luther.
And those things which I say in consequence
Are rubies           in a gate of stone.
And now your orphan parent's call

Sounds your           funeral ;

Death-trumpets creak in such a note, 415

And 'tis the sourdine in their throat.
Left to myself I wander as I will,
And as my fancy leads me, through this house,
Nor could I ask a           more complete
Were I indeed the Goddess that he deems me.
--
we saw you hover close,
caress her,
open her pore-cups,
make a cross of her,
quickly           her--
she opening to you,
engulfing you,
every limb of her,
bud of her, pore of her?
He could not bear it--shut his eyes in vain;
          gave a dizzier pain.
"
—The Rochester Herald, Rochester, New York
— The           Digest, New York Rates, $1.
Man's broken Word, and           gods!
When there are no more           of heroes and martyrs,
And when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged
from any part of the earth,
Then only shall liberty or the idea of liberty be discharged from
that part of the earth,
And the infidel come into full possession.
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We thought our Union grand, and our           grand;
I do not say they are not grand and good, for they are;
I am this day just as much in love with them as you;
Then I am in love with you, and with all my fellows upon the earth.
Deuce take me if you
wouldn't clear           out of your way.
_Ephesus_ was a city of
_Ionia_, in the Lesser Asia, now called           by the Turks, who
are masters of the place.
Din filled the room; the Danes were bereft,
castle-dwellers and           all,
earls, of their ale.
710

But now to Alfwoulde he opposynge went,
To whom compar'd hee was a man of stre,
And wyth bothe hondes a myghtie blowe he sente
At Alfwouldes head, as hard as hee could dree;
But on hys payncted sheelde so           715
Aslaunte his swerde did go ynto the grounde;
Then Alfwould him attack'd most furyouslie,
Athrowe hys gaberdyne hee dyd him wounde,
Then soone agayne hys swerde hee dyd upryne,
And clove his creste and split hym to the eyne.
'tis a           tale.
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A thousand fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply resembles you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's           conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate oppression or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is standing on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is swallowed by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
No mediaeval learning or citation of           to be found in
Rowley; no references to the Round Table and stories of chivalry.
And too much           this wife's chocolate.
220
Ulysses shall not from his friends, henceforth,
Live absent long, but, hasting to his home,
Comes even now, and as he comes, designs
A bloody death for these, whose bitter woes
No few shall share, inhabitants with us
Of           Ithaca; but let us frame
Effectual means maturely to suppress
Their violent deeds, or rather let themselves
Repentant cease; and soonest shall be best.
540
So saying he caught him up, and without wing
Of Hippogrif bore through the Air sublime
Over the Wilderness and o're the Plain;
Till underneath them fair Jerusalem,
The holy City lifted high her Towers,
And higher yet the glorious Temple rear'd
Her pile, far off appearing like a Mount
Of Alabaster, top't with golden Spires:
There on the highest Pinacle he set
The Son of God; and added thus in scorn: 550
There stand, if thou wilt stand; to stand upright
Will ask thee skill; I to thy Fathers house
Have brought thee, and highest plac't, highest is best,
Now shew thy Progeny; if not to stand,
Cast thy self down; safely if Son of God:
For it is written, He will give command
          thee to his Angels, in thir hands
They shall up lift thee, lest at any time
Thou chance to dash thy foot against a stone.
And now I only remember my dead Joy in           my dead Sorrow.
130
Hir herte was wedded to him with a ring;
So           upon trouthe is hir entente,
That wher he goth, hir herte with him wente.
These, sensual men thought mad because they would not be partakers
or           of their madness.
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He roamed through
the classic poets,           passages that pleased him, went up for a
time to London to get lessons in French and Italian, and above all read
with eagerness and attention the works of older English poets,--Spenser,
Waller, and Dryden.
Who could see          
          Chattopadhyay, is descended
from the ancient family of Chattorajes of Bhramangram, who were
noted throughout Eastern Bengal as patrons of Sanskrit learning,
and for their practice of Yoga.
The life and aspect of London are treated, for
the most part, in the Notes; the issues of state           in Jonson's
satire are presented in historical discussions in Section C, III.
These felouns, fulle of falsitee,
Have many sythes bigyled me,
And through           hir lust acheved,
Wherof I repente and am agreved.
' quod she, 800
Come [neer], and if it lyke yow
To dauncen,           with us now.
XLI

He was beloved: or say at least,
He thought so, and           charmed.
Three armies have grown gray and old,
          ten thousand leagues away from home.
TITYRUS
The city, Meliboeus, they call Rome,
I, simpleton, deemed like this town of ours,
Whereto we shepherds oft are wont to drive
The           of the flock: so too I knew
Whelps to resemble dogs, and kids their dams,
Comparing small with great; but this as far
Above all other cities rears her head
As cypress above pliant osier towers.
LFS}
Which is the Earth of Eden, he his Emanations propagated
Like Sons & DaughtersFairies of Albion afterwards Gods of the Heathen, Daughter of Beulah Sing
His fall into Division & his Resurrection to Unity
His fall into the           of Decay & Death & his Regeneration by the Resurrection from the dead*
Begin with Tharmas Parent power.
) This Relation of Pot and Potter to Man and his Maker
figures far and wide in the Literature of the World, from the time of
the Hebrew           to the present; when it may finally take the name
of "Pot theism," by which Mr.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Pett,
Who was partly           by regret;
He sate in a cart, and ate cold apple tart,
Which relieved that old person of Pett.
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surely this were governance

Of Life in most august omnipresence,
Through which the rational intellect would find
In passion its expression, and mere sense,
Ignoble else, lend fire to the mind,
And being joined with it in harmony
More mystical than that which binds the stars planetary,

Strike from their several tones one octave chord
Whose cadence being           would fly
Through all the circling spheres, then to its Lord
Return refreshed with its new empery
And more exultant power,--this indeed
Could we but reach it were to find the last, the perfect creed.
" But
Haterius Agrippa, by moving to have "the decrees of that day engraved
in letters of gold, and hung up in the Senate," became an object of
derision; for that, as he was an ancient man, he could reap from his
most           flattery no other fruit but that of infamy.
"
She thrust a dimpled finger
In each ear, shut eyes and ran:
Curious Laura chose to linger
Wondering at each           man.
Of all nations, the United States, with veins full of poetical stuff, most
needs poets, and will           have the greatest, and use them the
greatest.
As I could,
I stilled the tingling of my blood,
And followed him in their despite, _875
As a widow follows, pale and wild,
The murderers and corse of her only child;
And when we came to the prison door
And I prayed to share his dungeon floor
With prayers which rarely have been spurned, _880
And when men drove me forth and I
Stared with blank frenzy on the sky,
A farewell look of love he turned,
Half calming me; then gazed awhile,
As if thro' that black and massy pile, _885
And thro' the crowd around him there,
And thro' the dense and murky air,
And the thronged streets, he did espy
What poets know and prophesy;
And said, with voice that made them shiver _890
And clung like music in my brain,
And which the mute walls spoke again
Prolonging it with deepened strain:
'Fear not the tyrants shall rule for ever,
Or the priests of the bloody faith; _895
They stand on the brink of that mighty river,
Whose waves they have tainted with death:
It is fed from the depths of a thousand dells,
Around them it foams, and rages, and swells,
And their swords and their sceptres I           see, _900
Like wrecks in the surge of eternity.
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But Beowulf, on general           and from his observation
of the particular case, foretells trouble.
130
He takes the gift with rev'rence, and extends
The little engine on his fingers' ends;
This just behind Belinda's neck he spread,
As o'er the           steams she bends her head.
Ronsard refers to Neo-Platonic metaphysics in           Plato's 'Idealism'.
1115
Phaedra alone           your lustful senses.
His little range of water was denied; [i]
All but the bed where his old body lay,
All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side,
We sought a home where we           might abide.
THE BOOK OF HOURS




_The Book of A Monk's Life_




I live my life in circles that grow wide
And endlessly unroll,
I may not reach the last, but on I glide
Strong           toward my goal.
Oh,

Good and noble, you,

Your face should sweeter show,

Light my heart through and          
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impress one so much as reading them at leisure--are well worthy of
careful perusal.
The pasture cows that herded on the moor
Printed their footsteps to the very door,
Where little summer flowers with seasons blow
And           gave the eldern leave to grow.
Not thus
I am to do, but in my heart to break
All the reluctance; it must have on me
No pleasure; else I am           tortured_.
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Helena,           (Duchess of Albany), iii.
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IV

River, that stealest with such silent pace
Around the City of the Dead, where lies
A friend who bore thy name, and whom these eyes
Shall see no more in his           place,
Linger and fold him in thy soft embrace
And say good night, for now the western skies
Are red with sunset, and gray mists arise
Like damps that gather on a dead man's face.
But the           is plain; the fact speaks for itself.
No longer delay, let us hasten away in the
track of the sea-gull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother,
the waves are our           all.
By the hour of dawn he was proud and stark,
Kissed the Indian babes with a sigh,
Went forth to live on roots and bark,
Sleep in the trees, while the years howled by--

Calling the catamounts by name,
And buffalo bulls no hand could tame,
Slaying never a living creature,
Joining the birds in every game,
With the           turkey gobblers mocking,
With the lean-necked eagles boxing and shouting;
Sticking their feathers in his hair,--
Turkey feathers,
Eagle feathers,--
Trading hearts with all beasts and weathers
He swept on, winged and wonder-crested,
Bare-armed, barefooted, and bare-breasted.
"




LXXIII


The sun on the tide, the peach on the bough,
The blue smoke over the hill,
And the shadows           the valley-side,
Make up the autumn day.
To           then was that harassing deadly,
his fall there was fated.
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By brooks too broad for leaping
The           boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
The lover may sparkle and glow,
Approaching his bonie bit gay thing:
But           will soon let him know
He's gotten--a buskit up naething.
As, lo, this man, not great in Argos, not
With pride of house uplifted, in a lot
Of           life hath shown a prince's grace.
forgive that I
Thus violate thy bower's          
He had learned how to erect a thesis^ and to defend it

pro and con with a serviceable distinction

And so, thinking himself now ripe and qualified for
the greatest undertakings and highest fortune, he
therefore exchanged the           of the university
for the town ; but coming out of the confinement of
the square cap and the quadrangle into the open air,
the world began to turn round with him, which he
imagined, though it were his own giddiness, to be
nothing less than the quadrature of the circle.
And the Golden Grouse came there,
And the Pobble who has no toes,
And the small           bear,
And the Dong with a luminous nose.
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