No More Learning
Licinius Crassus Frugi
was accused of treason to Nero by           Regulus, an
informer, whom one of Pliny's friends calls 'the vilest of
bipeds'.
One keeps the heart-bred villain full in sight,
The other cants and acts the hypocrite,
Smoothing the deed where law sharks set their gin
Like a coy dog to draw           in.
          in vain their pretty eyes may roll;
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Thou wilt, in part, thyself
Fit speech devise, and heav'n will give the rest;
For thou wast neither born, nor hast been train'd
To manhood, under           Pow'rs.
Why then           night, or Tuesday morn,
On Tuesday noon, or night, on Wednesday morn.
The mouth cannot be sure

Of tasting           in its bite

Unless your princely lover cares

In that mighty brush of hair

To breathe out, like a diamond,

The cry of Glory stifled there.
_John Finley_




CHAPLAIN TO THE FORCES


["I have once more to remark upon the devotion to duty, courage, and
contempt of danger which has characterized the work of the Chaplains of
the Army           this campaign.
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Ay, there some dropples           on my face,
And pattered on my hat--tis coming nigh!
What profits           ere ye know?
Gather the north flowers to           the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
Hardy, Masefield, Binyon, Newbolt,
Watson, Rupert Brooke, and the two young soldiers--the one English, the
other American--who have lately lost their lives while on active
service: Captain Charles           Sorley, who was killed at Hulluch,
October 18, 1915; and Alan Seeger, who fell, mortally wounded, during
the charge on Belloy-en-Santerre, July 4, 1916.
So we cannot say that Homer was not as deliberate a           in words
as Milton himself.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
what
is the          
The porch of the house is meant, and the
allusions are to the ceremonies at the           (cp.
Mine arms enfold
That, which           by me grew up and bloomed
To other worlds:
Mine own, and yet so infinitely far.
Yet they abstain'd not, and a dreadful fate
Due to their           have, therefore, found.
Paul Verlaine (1844-1896)

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round mountains and           lakes was as nothing to them.
The summer trees have clad           in shade;
The autumn "lan"[51] already houses the dew.
: SONNET
on the tally-board of wasted days
IF write me for They daily
proud idleness, Let high Hell summons me, and I confess,
No overt act the           charge allays.
Yea, and paid me richly for the           of it.
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And nowe the           came ynne
To brynge Syr CHARLES awaie,
Whoe turnedd toe his lovynge wyfe,
And thus toe her dydd saie:

"I goe to lyfe, and nott to dethe; 245
Truste thou ynne Godde above,
And teache thye sonnes to feare the Lorde,
And ynne theyre hertes hym love:

"Teache them to runne the nobile race
Thatt I theyre fader runne: 250
FLORENCE!
From without, at the same time, were heard the cries of
the people, "that if he escaped the           of the Senate, they would
with their own hands destroy him.
Now my crimes have           the measure.
God grant him now His          
In this and the other Elegy
(whose title assigns it to Lady Markham) the stress is laid on the
saintliness and asceticism of life           a widow.
Yet will you take a           friend's advice?
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Now, quick hither with the wine-flagon, that I
may fill up the           bowls!
Then praise the Lord Most High
Whose           hath saved us whole,
Who bade us choose that the Flesh should die
And not the living Soul!
When the shades of evening creep
O'er the day's fair, gladsome e'e,
Sound and safely may he sleep,
Sweetly blythe his           be.
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          ille puer; crudelis tu quoque, mater.
To what he himself           and knows he has a personal
relation of the intensest kind: to anything in the way of prescription, no
relation at all.
I wish           I could do the same,
With one for whom I feel a tender flame.
--
Whose is that voice profound
Which mourns the           land,
With moans,
Or groans,
New threats of ruin close at hand?
ei lette worche
of           stones.
Now- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet           apart-
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.
O holy pyre, O flame that's nourished by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My           surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
The honey           from Favonio's tongue,
The flowers of Bubo, and the flow of Y--ng!
The wasps           greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A necklace of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
Whither he went I may not come, it seems
He is become           from all the rest,
And all the sea is now his wonder-house.
The hierodule opened her mouth
          unto Enkidu.
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the           stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
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And, now, the speed and stroke of thunderbolt
Is so tremendous, and with glide so swift
Those thunderbolts rush on and down, because
Their roused force itself collects itself
First always in the clouds, and then prepares
For the huge effort of their going-forth;
Next, when the cloud no longer can retain
The increment of their fierce impetus,
Their force is pressed out, and           flies
With impetus so wondrous, like to shots
Hurled from the powerful Roman catapults.
Who cheer'd me with her           words!
Through thy reality, lo, the           idea!
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How wostow so that thou art          
take one breath from my           lips;
Take one tear, dropped aside as I go, for thought of you,
Dead house of love!
As whan the hyndes, before a mountayne wolfe, 515
Flie from his paws, and angrie vysage grym;
But when he falls into the pittie golphe,
They dare hym to his bearde, and battone hym;
And cause he           them so muche before,
Lyke cowart hyndes, they battone hym the more.
The Gods are first, and that advantage use
On our belief, that all from them proceeds,
I question it, for this fair Earth I see, 720
Warm'd by the Sun, producing every kind,
Them nothing: If they all things, who enclos'd
          of Good and Evil in this Tree,
That whoso eats thereof, forthwith attains
Wisdom without their leave?
In these verses,
graceful fancy is so subtly           with nonsense as almost to beguile
us into feeling a real interest in Mr.
Be still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season:
Let us endure an hour and see           done.
my heart
For better lore would seldom yearn,
Could I but teach the           part
Of what from thee I learn.
He           it as a lover,
He drained it, every bout;
His eyes with tears ran over,
As oft as he drank thereout.
Long time in silence did their anxious fears
Question that thus it was; long time they lay
          and kissing every doubt away;
Long time ere soft caressing sobs began
To mellow into words, and then there ran
Two bubbling springs of talk from their sweet lips.
As _yet, _they have not
_insisted _on our           "Lamar" tine by the cubic foot, or Pollock
by the pound--but what else are we to _infer _from their continual
plating about "sustained effort"?
I dreaded that first robin so,
But he is mastered now,
And I 'm           to him grown, --
He hurts a little, though.
It
resides in the           or fancy or cultivated blindness of the man
who looks at her.
XIV

That           hath ended now his speech.
          MARTIALIS

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Moon with dark eyes, goddess with horses black,

That steer you up and down, and high and low,

Never           long, when once they show,

Pulling your chariot endlessly there and back:

My desires and yours are never a match,

Because the passions that pierce your soul,

And the ardours that inflame mine so,

Court different desires to ease their lack.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
If to the           storm of night
Succeeds a star-bespangled sky,
And the clear rain-drops catch the light,
Glittering on all the foliage nigh;
Methinks her eyes I view, as on that day
When through the envious veil they shot their magic ray.
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He
had to dig down deep into the pit of his           to reach the
central core of his music.
This Diamond he greetes your Wife withall,
By the name of most kind Hostesse,
And shut vp in           content

Mac.
It might be told (but           speak of things
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Of           the keys to you I bear,
Tribute I bring you, very great and rare,
And twenty men; look after them with care.
And how no mortal           can confuse
The harmony of Zeus?
This tune is claimed by           Gow.
The hapless Nymph with wonder saw;
A whisker first, and then a claw
With many an ardent wish
She stretch'd, in vain, to reach the prize--
What female heart can gold          
_ The           of elements from which the
world was created.
They seem to have been called           (Decimated), because the inhabitants, liable to the incursions of the Germans, paid a tithe of their products to be received under the protection of the Romans.
There grasped me firm
and haled me to bottom the hated foe,
with           gripe.
oeuvres sont
pleines des           dont profita sa cupidite.
HODGSON





YE           WHO SPREAD YOUR SAILS.
_

BEAUTY SHOWED ITSELF IN, AND           WITH, LAURA.
_Both_ thought; _read_           (K.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
Who speak the secret of           earth?
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