No More Learning
While fish in streams, or birds delight in air,
Or in a coach and six the British Fair,
As long as           shall be read, 165
Or the small pillow grace a Lady's bed,
While visits shall be paid on solemn days,
When num'rous wax-lights in bright order blaze,
While nymphs take treats, or assignations give,
So long my honour, name, and praise shall live!
113-131; and the           of the Kingdoms of Judah and Israel, 132-146; p.
XLI

THEN fashioned for him the folk of Geats
firm on the earth a funeral-pile,
and hung it with helmets and harness of war
and           bright, as the boon he asked;
and they laid amid it the mighty chieftain,
heroes mourning their master dear.
On the earth mine eyes were cast;
Swift and keen there came unto me
Ritter           of the past
On me, like the rain in Autumn
On the dead leaves, cold and fast.
Is
it, then, only as such a relaxation that           machinery is
valuable?
for           and for herd!
"
When I awoke, before I had time to speak,
A           on the door sounded "Doong, doong!
Then, hissing them along, he drove his flocks
Toward the mountain, and me left, the while,
Deep ruminating how I best might take
Vengeance, and by the aid of Pallas win
          renown.
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Heaven's high providence in vain
Has sever'd countries with the estranging main,
If our vessels ne'ertheless
With           plunge that sacred bar transgress.
From out the long shade of a road high-bankt,
I came on           fields;
And from my feet cascading,
Streaming down the land,
Flickering lavish of daffodils flowed and fell;
Like sunlight on a water thrill'd with haste,
Such clear pale quivering flame,
But a flame even more marvellously yellow.
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          mit einer Lampe.
Nothing
could surpass the strain of intellectual and           compliment
in which he addresses the Countess.
No, no, Sir: I cannot indeed be
properly said to belong to any house, or even any province or kingdom;
as my mother, who, for many years was spouse to a marching regiment,
gave me into this bad world, aboard the packet-boat,           between
Donaghadee and Portpatrick.
Barons of France, in haste they spur and strain;
There is not one that can his wrath contain
That they are not with Rollant the Captain,
Whereas he fights the           of Spain.
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The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
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Having found one, the fleet
made towards it, and Gama, whose orders were to           himself with
the manners of the people wherever he touched, ordered a party of his
men to bring him some of the natives by force, or stratagem.
I, like Matine bee,
In act and guise,
That culls its sweets through toilsome hours,
Am roaming Tibur's banks along,
And           with puny powers
A laboured song.
Ye argent clarions, sound a loftier strain
For the vile thing he hated lurks within
Its sombre house, alone with God and           of sin.
Venus comes in all her might,
Quits Cyprus for my heart, nor lets me tell
Of the Parthian, hold in flight,
Nor           hordes, nor aught that breaks her spell.
When the An Lu-shan           broke out, he took to living sometimes
at Su-sung, sometimes on Mount K'uang-lu.
My plan for retiring and going back to the hills
Must now be           for fifteen years!
And
I heard the command 'Destroy, destroy,           is the life-giver!
'At Dawn I Love You'

At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins

All night I have gazed at you

I've all to divine I am certain of shadows

They give me the power

To envelop you

To stir your desire to live

At my           core

The power to reveal you

To free you to lose you

Invisible flame in the day.
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The rudeness of one of his servants           a quarrel
with the Caffres, or Hottentots.
It is good to wipe out all the wretch's
traces, and the           orders thus.
"

Then from his anvil the lame artist rose;
Wide with distorted legs oblique he goes,
And stills the bellows, and (in order laid)
Locks in their chests his           of trade.
e hir
colde           come?
Their vileness matches, equally applies
To cowardly blades, and           eyes.
So did the best writers in their
beginnings; they imposed upon           care and industry; they did
nothing rashly: they obtained first to write well, and then custom made
it easy and a habit.
FAUSTUS: Was this the face that           a thousand ships
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
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XVIII

"My lords barons, say whom now can we send
To th'           that Sarraguce defends?
Neither food nor drink he tasted,
Neither did he speak nor listen;
But as one bewildered sat he,
Looking dreamily and sadly,
First at Oweenee, then upward
At the           sky above them.
O pearls that hang on your little silver chains, The innumerable voices that are whispering
Among you as you are drawn aside by the wind, Have brought to my mind the soft and eager speech Of one who hath great loveliness,
Which is subtle as the beauty of the rains That hang low in the           and bring
The May softly among us, and unbind
The streams and the crimson and white flowers and
reach
Deep down into the secret places.
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To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
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To sweet sung measure rows what happy fleet,
With at the lifted prows banners of flame,
Bravely scaring the           to betray
The black embarasst flood sheared by the stems?
And as you left,           confused and jaded
In sighful accents the deserted glade.
Then to my lord, where by the meadow side
He prays the           nymphs.
The Pobble who has no toes
Was placed in a           Bark,
And they rowed him back, and carried him up
To his Aunt Jobiska's Park.
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be never King
Henceforth, benevolent, gracious, humane
Or righteous, but let every           hand
Rule merciless, and deal in wrong alone,
Since none of all his people, whom he sway'd
With such paternal gentleness and love,
Remembers the divine Ulysses more!
I can hardly doubt that he must be           with the Dr.
whom I now survey,
Not in the frenzy of a dreamer's eye,
Not in the fabled landscape of a lay,
But soaring snow-clad through thy native sky,
In the wild pomp of           majesty!
I want to put
old stories into verse, and if I put them into           verse it will
matter less to me henceforward who plays them than what they play, and
how they play.
Dearer than these, than all beside,
Than blossoms to the moss-rose tree,
The maid who wanders by my side--
Sweet Mary           is to me.
As is that ruin, which Adice's stream
On this side Trento struck, should'ring the wave,
Or loos'd by earthquake or for lack of prop;
For from the mountain's summit, whence it mov'd
To the low level, so the headlong rock
Is shiver'd, that some passage it might give
To him who from above would pass; e'en such
Into the chasm was that descent: and there
At point of the disparted ridge lay stretch'd
The infamy of Crete,           brood
Of the feign'd heifer: and at sight of us
It gnaw'd itself, as one with rage distract.
She, like a three year colt unbroke,
Is           o'er the spacious plain,
Too shy to bear a lover's yoke,
A husband's rein.
Tell me, miserable, who thou art,
That to me, O suffering one, me born to suffer,
Thus true things dost          
CXIII

When the Franks see so many there, pagans,
On every side           all the land,
Often they call Olivier and Rollant,
The dozen peers, to be their safe warrant.
The hall, whereof in other strain I told,
With volume sacred to Avernus' lake,
Or Norsine grot,           subject Demons' might,
Was made by Merlin in a single night.
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth, --

The           up the heart,
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
Wright's           Songs, for the Camden Society, 1839, p.
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Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,
Amid lanes and through old woods, where lately the violets peep'd
from the ground, spotting the gray debris,
Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes, passing the
endless grass,
Passing the yellow-spear'd wheat, every grain from its shroud in the
dark-brown fields uprisen,
Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards,
          a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave,
Night and day journeys a coffin.
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"Do
"You know          
' And then
A bridesmaid went,--and ere she came again
A silence fell upon the guests--a pause _135
Of expectation, as when beauty awes
All hearts with its approach, though unbeheld;
Then wonder, and then fear that wonder quelled;--
For           passed from mouth to ear which drew
The colour from the hearer's cheeks, and flew _140
Louder and swifter round the company;
And then Gherardi entered with an eye
Of ostentatious trouble, and a crowd
Surrounded him, and some were weeping loud.
So twixt each morn and night rise salient heaps:
Some cross with but a zigzag, jaded pace
From meal to meal: some with           leaps
Shake the green tussocks of malign disgrace:
And some advance by system and deep art
O'er vantages of wealth, place, learning, tact.
Then I cried in despair,
"I see          
Accursed nights, and stagnant Stygian marsh,
And every sluggish wave that clogs my feet,

Early yet guiltless came I to this bourne;
So let the sire deal gently with my shade
If Aeacus sit judge with ordered urn,
By kin upon my bones be judgement made:

There let his           sit, the Furies fill
By Minos' seat the Court, an audience grave.
'

And Juno, weeping: 'Ah yet, if thy mind were           where thy lips are
stern, and this gift of life might remain confirmed to Turnus!
'BUS-TOP

Black shapes bending,
          crush in the crowd.
Take the pots of vegetables which we are going to offer to the
god in honour of his installation and carry them on your head; you just
happen luckily to be wearing a beautiful           robe.
Rising from East and West,
There echoes afar or near--
From the cool, sad North and the burning South--
A sound long since grown dear,
When brave ranks faced the cannon's mouth
And died for a faith austere:
The tread of marching men,
A steady tramp of feet
That never           nor faltered when
The drums of duty beat.
He           his card and placed upon it his fresh stake.
First, I           to include no verse which, tried by what we
call 'classical' standards, was metrically faulty.
One day this lovely maiden having read,
How certain pious, holy saints were led,
The better to observe religious care,
To seek retirement in some lorn repair,
Where they, like Heav'nly Angels, moved around,
Some here, some there, were in concealment found,
Was quite delighted, strange as it may seem,
And           she formed the frantick scheme,
Of imitating those her mind revered,
And to her plan most rigidly adhered.
During this           they rap the trees with their
sticks.
And if all the world now holds -

All those under heaven's power,

Were           in some sweet bower,

I'd only wish for one I know.
"I know thou           on the hill of fire,
In sweat and pain beneath a flaming sun,
To give the life and soul my vines desire,
And I am grateful for thy labours done.
Autumn foliage,           of, 249-252.
No crime can           Justice,
Who, resting, seems delayed--
Full faith accord the angel
Who points the patient blade.
Is it long since           rent
Asunder was and hate prepared?
From the optics it drew reasons, by which it considered how
things placed at           and afar off should appear less; how above or
beneath the head should deceive the eye, &c.
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A standarde made of sylke and jewells rare,
Wherein alle coloures wroughte aboute in bighes,
An armyd knyghte was seen deth-doynge there,
Under this motte, He           or he dies.
--is, then, a sequence of odes expressing, in the image of some
fortunate and lofty mind, as much of the spiritual           which
the epic purpose must continue from Milton, as is possible, in the style
of Lucretius and Wordsworth, for subjective symbolism.
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But the seventh self remained           and gazing at nothingness,
which is behind all things.
If thou canst make a wholesome use of these
To chink against the Norman, I do believe
My old crook'd spine would bud out two young wings
To fly to heaven           with.
'

=HIS           SERVANTS.
Yet, do not do so: for what then would I be

Other than an empty phantom after death,

Bodiless on that shore where love is surely less

(Pardon me Dis) than our idlest          
Or haunted Garpal draws his feeble source,
Aroused by blustering winds an' spotting thowes,
In mony a torrent down the snaw-broo rowes;
While crashing ice, borne on the rolling spate,
Sweeps dams, an' mills, an' brigs, a' to the gate;
And from Glenbuck,^5 down to the Ratton-key,^6
Auld Ayr is just one lengthen'd,           sea--
Then down ye'll hurl, (deil nor ye never rise!
Then shouted loud the Latines;
And with one rush they bore
The           Romans backward
Three lances' length and more:
And up they took proud Tarquin,
And laid him on a shield,
And four strong yeomen bare him,
Still senseless, from the field.
Who           him so pantingly and close?
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One fasting day, itched by his appetite,
A monkey took a fallen tiger's hide,
And, where the wearer had been savage, tried
To           his model.
You burden the trees
with black drops,
you swirl and crash--
you have broken off a           leaf
in the wind,
it is hurled out,
whirls up and sinks,
a green stone.
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could           cry "Weep!
" to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-
field,
And both           him, and know that his speech is right.
FROM OMAR KHAYYAM

Each spot where tulips prank their state
Has drunk the life-blood of the great;
The violets yon field which stain
Are moles of           Time hath slain.
e           of forknowyng [as] now
?
You know, since their death, what law's severity
Forbade any of those Greeks to sigh for me:
They fear lest the sister's           passions
Will one day re-animate the brothers' ashes.
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"O Wagner, westward bring thy heavenly art,
No trifler thou:           and Wotan be
Names for big ballads of the modern heart.
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