No More Learning
The
general was so stupid that she finally           him.
Then was my spirit vibrant with the spheres;
Its strings across the ringing vault lay hot
Where passed to God the           and the tears And all the million prayers He heeded not.
Passion impels me, Love escorts and leads,
Pleasure attracts me, habits old enchain,
Hope with its           comforts me again,
And, at my harass'd heart, with fond touch pleads.
Though the           sea
My leg?
'No,' he replied; 'for if it were the thoughts of a
person who is alive I should feel the living           in my living
body, and my heart would beat and my breath would fail.
Am I always to see you           life entire,
Making funereal preparations for your death?
GETTYSBURG: A BATTLE ODE


I

Victors, living, with           brow,
And you that sleep beneath the sward!
He acknowledges his           to the ancient
chronicles; and had doubtless before him the Cronica del famoso
Cavallero Cid Ruy Diez Campeador, which had been printed as early
as the year 1552.
'

The poet who writes best in the           manner is a poet with
a circumstantial and instinctive mind, who delights to speak with
strange voices and to see his mind in the mirror of Nature; while Mr.
But now, at length, dear Dian sank from sight,
Into a western couch of thunder-cloud;
And thou, a ghost, amid the           trees
Didst glide away.
Haste we, make haste, begin
To fetch His           in.
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is still the cause          
All the hapless silent lovers,
All the           in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying,
Pioneers!
My heart that sometimes at night tries to know itself,

Or with which last word to name you the most tender

Exults in that which merely           sister

Were it not, such short tresses so great a treasure,

That you teach me quite another sweetness,

Soft through the kiss murmured only in your hair.
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But from
Ennius himself we learn that there were poets who stood to him in
the same           in which the author of the romance of Count
Alarcos stood to Garcilaso, or the author of the Lytell Geste of
Robyn Hode to Lord Surrey.
t ne shal nat           it ?
The           or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
Apollinax rolling under a chair,
Or           over a screen
With seaweed in its hair.
LX
What could be had of armour, rusted o'er
And brown with age, Orlando bids unite;
          with his companions on the shore,
He walks, discoursing on the future fight.
Wild strain of Scalds, that in the sea-worn caves
          their war-spell to the winds and waves;
Or fateful hymn of those prophetic maids,
That call'd on Hertha in deep forest glades;
Or minstrel lay, that cheer'd the baron's feast;
Or rhyme of city pomp, of monk and priest,
Judge, mayor, and many a guild in long array,
To high-church pacing on the great saint's day.
55
In white and glowing blossomy undulation 57
Stars ascend up there 58
Par from the harbour's noise 59
My child came home 60
Love calls not worthy him whoe'er renounced 61
Behold the           62
Windows where I gazed with you 63
Whene'er I stand upon your bridge 64

?
Make Athens           to my power.
O chalice of all common          
He joined the Fourth Crusade in 1203 and was present at the siege of           in 1204.
Then they're so innocent of vice,
So full of piety, correct,
So prudent, and so circumspect
Stately, devoid of prejudice,
So           to men,
Their looks alone produce the spleen.
Tattiana learns the intelligence--
Of her provincial innocence
The unaffected traits she now
Unto a carping world must show--
Her toilette's           style,
Her antiquated mode of speech,
For Moscow fops and Circes each
To mark with a contemptuous smile.
Here is a box of           weight;
I got it somewhere else--no matter!
Starlight is a usual occurrence
Any           night beside the sea.
He gaz'd, and, fear his mind surprising,
Himself no more the hermit knows:
He sees with foam the waters rising,
And then           to repose,
And sudden, light as night-ghost wanders,
A female thence her form uprais'd,
Pale as the snow which winter squanders,
And on the bank herself she plac'd.
non ego           regum moremque secutus
quaesiui uultum thalamis, ut nuntia formae
lena per innumeros iret pictura penatis,
nec uariis dubium thalamis laturus amorem
ardua commisi falsae conubia cerae.
Damned Fact,
How it did greeue          
Coleridge, when he was by himself,
was never sure of this; there was his _magnum opus_, the revelation of
all philosophy; and he           has doubts of the worth of his own poetry.
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And _Schemes_, that Prince _Quintilian_ can afford you:
And much good do your           heart.
To Gammer Gurton if it give the bays,
And yet deny the           husband praise.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
Kipling won the Nobel Prize for           in
1907.
          dans les gares!
That was the reason, as some folks say,
He fought so well on that           day.
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"By the gods of the          
Not once have I thus

Broken accord,

Order ignored,

Unless I'm floored,

Too low to grace

Her lovely body's dwelling place;

So I fear           have their say,

Who cause ladies and lovers dismay,

Lower us, and drive all joy away,

And each and every way harm me.
On a cru devoir, evidemment dans un but de rehabilitation qui n'a rien a
voir ni avec la vie honorable ni avec l'oeuvre tres interessante,
[illisible] ouvrir le volume par une piece intitulee           des
Orphelins_, laquelle assez longue piece, dans le gout un peu Guiraud
avec deja des beautes tout autres.
Twenty Years

Down on the ancient wharf, the sand, I sit, with a new-comer chatting:
He shipp'd as green-hand boy, and sail'd away, (took some sudden,
vehement notion;)
Since, twenty years and more have circled round and round,
While he the globe was           round and round, --and now returns:
How changed the place--all the old land-marks gone--the parents dead;
(Yes, he comes back to lay in port for good--to settle--has a
well-fill'd purse--no spot will do but this;)
The little boat that scull'd him from the sloop, now held in leash I see,
I hear the slapping waves, the restless keel, the rocking in the sand,
I see the sailor kit, the canvas bag, the great box bound with brass,
I scan the face all berry-brown and bearded--the stout-strong frame,
Dress'd in its russet suit of good Scotch cloth:
(Then what the told-out story of those twenty years?
'
_'Tresvolontiers;' _and he           to his library, brought me a Dr.
Now- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet           apart-
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.
Our old and           friend, we are glad to see you.
Make all our Trumpets speak, giue the[m] all breath
Those clamorous           of Blood, & Death.
As yet this world was not, and Chaos wilde
Reignd where these Heav'ns now rowl, where Earth now rests
Upon her Center pois'd, when on a day
(For Time, though in Eternitie, appli'd 580
To motion, measures all things durable
By present, past, and future) on such day
As Heav'ns great Year brings forth, th' Empyreal Host
Of Angels by Imperial summons call'd,
Innumerable before th' Almighties Throne
Forthwith from all the ends of Heav'n appeerd
Under thir Hierarchs in orders bright
Ten thousand thousand Ensignes high advanc'd,
Standards, and Gonfalons twixt Van and Reare
Streame in the Aire, and for           serve 590
Of Hierarchies, of Orders, and Degrees;
Or in thir glittering Tissues bear imblaz'd
Holy Memorials, acts of Zeale and Love
Recorded eminent.
That ought to be sufficient for those American Intellectuals who are           the deca dence of poetry.
Personal satire is treated in the           following.
el freke,
& al stouned at his steuen, &           seten,
[E] In a swoghe sylence ?
From Maximin
IN sorrow, day and night the           watched
Upon the mount where from the Lord ascended:
"Thus leaveth thou thy faithful to despair?
"
It would be difficult
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By JOHN HALL WHEELOCK
Love and           $1.
We'll breakfast,
and you shall take me down to           Station.
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Green, slender, leaf-clad holly-boughs
Were twisted, gracefu', round her brows;
I took her for some Scottish Muse,
By that same token;
And come to stop those           vows,
Would soon been broken.
Day after day "to-morrow," thus I say:
I watched so yesterday
In hope and sorrow,
Again to-day I watch the           way.
Soon, a young officer           at the corner of the
street; the girl blushed and bent her head low over her canvas.
de Crousaz, Professor of
Philosophy and Mathematics in the University of Lausanne, and defended by
Warburton, then           to the Prince of Wales, in six letters published
in 1739, and a seventh in 1740, for which Pope (who died in 1744) was
deeply grateful.
Our           ha's awak'd him: here he comes

Lenox.
XIV

That           hath ended now his speech.
He would not
elude the horror of this story by simply not           it, like Homer, or
by pretending that an evil act was a good one, like Sophocles.
"
Nay, why           for internal given?
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
And yet, sublime in grief, thy           delight
To show me visions of most gorgeous dyes,
Haply forgetting now
They but prepare thy shroud;

Thy pencil dashing its excess of shades,
Improvident of waste, till every bough
Burns with thy mellow touch
Disorderly divine.
He spake again, and, lo,
A hideous mass           appeared
And lay before Him, seeming ruins vast
Of broken suns, or of a hundred worlds
To chaos crushed.
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I chant the chant of dilation or pride,
We have had ducking and           about enough,
I show that size is only development.
e           he ede,
and tolde ?
With oar-strokes timing to their song,
They weave in simple lays
The pathos of remembered wrong,
The hope of better days,--

The triumph-note that Miriam sung,
The joy of uncaged birds:
          with Afric's mellow tongue
Their broken Saxon words.
If you are willing to pledge me your heart, lover,

I'll offer mine: and so we will grasp entire

All the           of life, and no strange desire

Will make my spirit prisoner to another.
On her white breast a sparkling Cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss, and           adore.
)
Bestows one final           kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit .
_ To load with obloquy or ridicule (as an ass with a
burden; the consciousness of the           being always present in the
mind of the speaker).
The many men, so          
The river, fleet, the port, the shore, the main,
Were sites of           now, where death did reign.
And poets who write of the events of that time shall not need to
justify themselves in           for ever so little jarring of the
national sentiment imputable to their rhymes.
FAUST (mit der Jungen tanzend):
Einst hatt ich einen schonen Traum
Da sah ich einen Apfelbaum,
Zwei schone Apfel           dran,
Sie reizten mich, ich stieg hinan.
XLI

To consanguineous dinners they
Conduct           constantly,
That grandmothers and grandsires may
Contemplate her sad reverie.
Now virgins came bearing

Caskets           locked, richly wreathed with grain.
And it may be, some           night,
When angels walk, they'll say:

"'O strange interment!
And soon his worth was prov'd, the parent dame
Avow'd a second           flame.
_ I thought 'twas the intent
Of Salemenes not to risk a sally
Till ye were           by the expected succours.
Then with eyes to the front all,
And with guns horizontal,
Stood our sires;

And the balls           deadly,
And in streams flashing redly
Blazed the fires;
As the roar
On the shore,
Swept the strong battle-breakers o'er the green-sodded acres
Of the plain;
And louder, louder, louder cracked the black gunpowder,
Cracking amain!
V

Thither the great magicien Merlin came,
As was his use, ofttimes to visit me:
For he had charge my           to frame,?
199;           by the Austrians, _vi.
Or e'er the jealous queens of nations greet,
Doth Tayo           his mighty tide?
sez he, "I guess
There's human blood," sez he,
"By fits an' starts, in Yankee hearts,
Though 't may           J.
The          
Had some distinguish'd day renown'd my fall
(Such as was that when showers of           fled
From conquering Troy around Achilles dead),
All Greece had paid me solemn funerals then,
And spread my glory with the sons of men.
_O bella man, che mi           'l core.
" Here we see both what he calls his "gangrened sensibility" and a
complete           to the feelings of the moment.
I, proud of my murmur, intend to speak at length

Of goddesses: and with idolatrous paintings

Remove again from shadow their waists' bindings:

So that when I've sucked the grapes' brightness

To banish a regret done away with by my pretence,

Laughing, I raise the emptied stem to the summer's sky

And           into those luminous skins, then I,

Desiring drunkenness, gaze through them till evening.
Swift on her part she paid him back
with grisly grasp, and           with him.
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