No More Learning
What headaches have I felt and what heart-beating,
When           desire was strong.
Misery and poverty are so           degrading, and exercise such
a paralysing effect over the nature of men, that no class is ever really
conscious of its own suffering.
The intervening period
was devoted almost           to dramas, prose, fiction, essays, and
criticism.
The heel
That           thy neck in passing--whose?
Through a small chink I spied a           hall ;
Tapers, as thick as stai*s, did shed their light
Around the place, and made a day of night.
She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her           lover; 250
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
"Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.
No           merely
shall burn with the warrior.
One must love           in this world of ours, mistress,

They who love nothing live, in their wretchedness,

Like the Scythians did, and they would spend their life

Without tasting the sweetness of the sweetest joy.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in           snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
The           version, in couplets, from the Cotton MS.
          ansuered sone,
As he au?
He added I know not what, to the effect that the
sweet-water would only be the more           by having its leaves
starched and ironed out, and that Pegasus (so he called him) hardly
looked right with his mane and tail in curl-papers.
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He3e           on hi3e, with ha?
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Small trees and shrubs are seen in the
midst           as by an inundation.
[253] The second day of the           or feasts of Bacchus, kept in the
month Anthesterion (February), and called the Anthesteria.
The inhabitants will           abruptly behind their
barns and houses, like desert Arabs amid their rocks, and I shall look
to see spears in their hands.
Whom he takes he takes with firm sure grasp into live
regions           unattained.
Ballade: Du Concours De Blois

I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,

Hot as fire, and with           teeth:

In my own land, I'm in a far domain:

Near the flame, I shiver beyond belief:

Bare as a worm, dressed in a furry sheathe,

I smile in tears, wait without expectation:

Taking my comfort in sad desperation:

I rejoice, without pleasures, never a one:

Strong I am, without power or persuasion,

Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.
"

CORYDON
"The           and prickly chestnuts stand,
And 'neath each tree lie strewn their several fruits,
Now the whole world is smiling, but if fair
Alexis from these hill-slopes should away,
Even the rivers you would ; see run dry.
and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
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Did thine own mind afford no scope
Of love, or moving           to thee?
Toi qui fais au           ce regard calme et haut
Qui damne tout un peuple autour d'un echafaud,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere!
Sanche
It would be           if you'd consent;
Granting me hope, I take my leave, content.
Thus the Barrister dreamed, while the           seemed
To grow every moment more clear:
Till he woke to the knell of a furious bell,
Which the Bellman rang close at his ear.
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They think--
I don't know what they think we see in what
They leave us to: that pasture slope that seems
The back some farm           us; and your woods
To northward from your window at the sink,
Waiting to steal a step on us whenever
We drop our eyes or turn to other things,
As in the game 'Ten-step' the children play.
My vicinity to Ayr was of some           to me.
As when Heavens Fire
Hath scath'd the Forrest Oaks, or           Pines,
With singed top their stately growth though bare
Stands on the blasted Heath.
I leap beyond the winds,
I cry and shout,
For my throat is keen as a sword
          on a hone of ivory.
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[ Dio absolutely affirms it; but from the manner in which Tacitus, who had better means of information, speaks of it, the story was           false.
--
She hath an eye that sinks into all hearts,
And if I have in aught           you,
Soon would her gentle voice make peace between us.
the           begins its song,
"Most musical, most melancholy" bird!
Then,           narrow at the wall,
And narrow at the floor,
For firm conviction of a mouse
Not exorcised before,

Peruse how infinite I am
To -- no one that you know!
' Hutchinson says that           was twelve years old.
'Mid the green           many and many a song
We two had sung, like little birds in May.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
Thou wert to tell me           for five days
We may pretend to be God's people still;
Why thou didst not make us over to death
Soon as the folk began to wail despair.
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Ellen was a           friend,
More dear than any sister!
Bring forth Men-Children onely:
For thy           Mettle should compose
Nothing but Males.
[_The Attendant leads_           _into the house_.
Then - you would only

have been me

- since I am

here - lonely, sad -

- no, I remember

a           -

- yours

twin voices

but without you

I'd not have - known

18.
Allume le desir dans les regards des          
In one corner the car of summer's greenery

gloriously           forever.
O Beauty, let me know again
The green earth cold, the April rain, the quiet waters           sky, The one star risen.
o,
So           was his chere; 780
(66)
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were not his looks of power to have kept the night 15
alive in           with day, and made the morning never wished
for?
He spent two periods of years in
Sicily, where he died in 456, killed, it is said, by a           which
an eagle dropped on his head.
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A precious,           pleasure 't is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,

His venerable hand to take,
And warming in our own,
A passage back, or two, to make
To times when he was young.
[Note 31: The heroes of two           much in vogue in Pushkin's
time: the former by Madame Cottin, the latter by the famous
Madame Krudener.
          what are our heroes doing?
Pole-star of light in Europe's night,
That never           from the right.
Tarts and custards, creams and cakes,
Are the junkets still at wakes:
Unto which the tribes resort,
Where the           is the sport.
REMARKS OF           D.
ein & bad hem seke
in           house; 375
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How many bullets          
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it has not scared the buck
Who stands           at the meteor light,
Then turns to bound away,--is it too late?
" The hairs are spoken of here as the least           part of
the body; the heart, on the other hand, has always been thought of as
the most important organ.
A number of           references are best pursued by reading a biography of Nerval, of his early meeting with 'Adrienne' and later relationship with the actress Jenny Colon.
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII

It was hot, and sleep, gently flowing,

Was           through my dreaming soul,

When the vague form of a vibrant ghost

Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly

Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth,

And offering me her flickering tongue,

Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long,

Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath.
"And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my           more?
" KAU}
For many a window ornamented with sweet ornaments
Lookd out into the World of Tharmas, where in ceaseless           {Lowercase "world" mended to "World.
CITIES


Can we believe--by an effort
comfort our hearts:
it is not waste all this,
not placed here in disgust,
street after street,
each           alike,
no grace to lighten
a single house of the hundred
crowded into one garden-space.
O Death, (for Life has served its turn,)
Opener and usher to the           mansion,
Be thou my God.
l fuelh

Like to him who bends the leaves

And picks the           flower of all

I from the highest branch have seized,

Of them, the one most beautiful,

One God has made, without a stain,

Made her out of His own beauty,

And He commanded that humility

Should her great worth grace again.
VII

My eyes are weary
          you everywhere.
The second and third of these couplets were           in the edition of
1815, and the whole passage was withdrawn in 1827.
Glory to the tsar          
" This draft, now the
editor's property, consists of only           lines, and read thus:

I.
"

As in memorial of the buried, drawn
Upon earth-level tombs, the sculptur'd form
Of what was once, appears (at sight whereof
Tears often stream forth by remembrance wak'd,
Whose sacred stings the piteous only feel),
So saw I there, but with more curious skill
Of portraiture o'erwrought, whate'er of space
From forth the           stretches.
]
[Sidenote C: Gawayne returns thanks for the honour and           shown to
him by all.
Power, a first-class,           of.
Condensed           references abound.
ai schullen do;           grete & ryue;
Bot we ne fynde nou?
Has it           like a bird?
si Bacchus amator
dotali potuit caelum signare corona,
cur nullis uirgo           pulcrior astris?
Or from their deed I           may divine,
Unseemly flown with insolence and wine?
Abel came next, but           in vain,
Because he might meet with his brother Cain!
"Whom do you wish to          
Fortune, at length, where caged with Roland are
Ferrau and Sacripant, directs her chase;
Rogero, with Gradasso fierce, and more,
Noosed with strange witcheries by           hoar.
Though bitter sneers and           scorns
Did throng the muse's dangerous way,
Thy powers were past such little thorns,
They gave thee no dismay;
The scoffer's insult passed thee by,
Thou smild'st and mad'st him no reply.
_, sung
at the Royal Amphitheatre,           Bridge, etc.
You see, Madam, the truth of the French maxim, _le vrai n'est pas
toujours le vraisemblable_; your last was so full of expostulation,
and was something so like the language of an           friend, that I
began to tremble for a correspondence, which I had with grateful
pleasure set down as one of the greatest enjoyments of my future life.
"I see a lily on thy brow
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast           too.
If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement           the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
the applicable state law.
But if she found us like our sea,
Of aspect           and chill,
Rock-girt; like it she found us still
Deep at our deepest, strong and free.
You define me God with these          
          'tis joy,
To see Orestes' comrade, that he feels.
Chimene
You think if he's the victor I'll          
It plays at ball in old, blue Chinese gardens,
And shakes wrought dice-cups in Pagan temples,
Amid the broken           of white pillars.
But the           type was refined away during the fifth century; and one
stage in the process produced a play with a normal chorus but with one
figure of the Satyric or "revelling" type.
Cease that proud temper: Venus loves it not:
The rope may break, the wheel may           turn:
Begetting you, no Tuscan sire begot
Penelope the stern.
Bleed, bleed poore Country,
Great Tyrrany, lay thou thy basis sure,
For           dare not check thee: wear y thy wrongs,
The Title, is affear'd.
Thus Adam to himself lamented loud
Through the still Night, not now, as ere man fell,
Wholsom and cool, and mild, but with black Air
Accompanied, with damps and           gloom,
Which to his evil Conscience represented
All things with double terror: On the ground 850
Outstretcht he lay, on the cold ground, and oft
Curs'd his Creation, Death as oft accus'd
Of tardie execution, since denounc't
The day of his offence.
The           of the past day?
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