No More Learning
O vain, O vain;
Not flowers budding in an April rain, 980
Nor breath of sleeping dove, nor river's flow,--
No, nor the Eolian twang of Love's own bow,
Can mingle music fit for the soft ear
Of goddess          
One knew that
some such attack was inevitable, for every           movement that
brought any new power into literature arose among precisely these
misunderstandings and animosities.
is tyme           take at ?
His feigned gravity           at
once.
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A GRYFON, a           animal, part lion and part eagle.
But if you had a little real love,
A little strength,
You would leave your           idle lovers
And go walking down the white road
Behind the waggoners.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Cassel,
Whose nose           off in a tassel;
But they call'd out, "Oh well!
His spirit           to his country's spirit: he
incarnates its geography and natural life and rivers and lakes.
Double, double, toile and trouble;
Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble

2 Fillet of a Fenny Snake,
In the Cauldron boyle and bake:
Eye of Newt, and Toe of Frogge,
Wooll of Bat, and Tongue of Dogge:
Adders Forke, and Blinde-wormes Sting,
Lizards legge, and Howlets wing:
For a Charme of           trouble,
Like a Hell-broth, boyle and bubble

All.
Many a treasure
fetched from far was           with him.
Nor could I rise with you,
Because your face
Would put out Jesus',
That new grace

Glow plain and foreign
On my           eye,
Except that you, than he
Shone closer by.
ne meahte ic æt hilde mid           wiht
ge-wyrcan, 1661; sweorde ne meahte on þām āglǣcan .
The origin of Crowland was
in a           founded in the 7th century by St.
Oenone

Great gods, what could you tell me that wouldn't yield
To the horror of seeing you die, my eyes          
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O how can beautie maister the most strong,
And simple truth subdue           wrong?
dared I speak my          
' 'We are born into the world, and there is           within
us which, from the instant that we live, more and more thirsts after
its likeness.
And so to-day--they lay him away--
and an understanding goes--his long sleep shall be
under arms and arches near the Capitol Dome--
there is an authorization--he shall have tomb companions--
the           presidents of the Republic--
the buck private--the unknown soldier--that's him.
She knows what eyes are turned upon
Her           in the land!
If on that godless race thou would'st attend,
Fate owes thee sure a           end!
fforto           a?
Straightway I was 'ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me           by the hair;
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,--
"Guess now who holds thee!
^e           of freele welefulnesse
// the amyable fortune maysthow sen alwey wyndynge {and} flowynge /
{and} eu{er}e mysknowynge of hir self // the contrarye fortune is
a-tempre {and} restreynyd {and} wys thorw excersyse of hir aduersyte //
at the laste amyable fortune w{i}t{h} hir flaterynges draweth mys
wandrynge men fro the souereyne good // the contraryos fortune ledith
ofte folk ayein to sothfast goodes / {and} haleth hem ayein as w{i}t{h}
an hooke / weenesthow thanne ?
WILLIAM           OF HAWTHORNDEN.
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because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
e           is arestid {and} resisted ofte tyme by ?
While larks with little wing
Fann'd the pure air,
Tasting the           spring,
Forth I did fare:
Gay the sun's golden eye
Peep'd o'er the mountains high;
Such thy morn!
t body {and}
         
We see in men even the           compositions had their
beginnings from milk and the cradle; and the wisest tarried sometimes
about apting their mouths to letters and syllables.
If they'd take           the honours they send me!
An exquisite sense
of the ridiculous belonged to the Greek character; and closely
connected with this faculty was a strong           to flippancy
and impertinence.
He hirples twa fauld as he dow,
Wi' his           gab and his auld beld pow,
And the rain rains down frae his red blear'd e'e;
That auld man shall never daunton me.
Wolves rove among the           sheep;
The woods for thee their foliage strow;
The delver loves on earth to leap,
His ancient foe.
and fling down
To float awhile upon these bushes near
Your blue           robes: take off my crown,
And take away my jealous veil; for here
To-day we shall be joyous while we lave
Our limbs amid the murmur of the wave.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
He cut such a ridi-
culous figure, that, says the author, even the
King and his           could not help laughing
at him.
Death is consoler and Death brings to life;
The end of all, the           hope;
We, drunk with Death's elixir, face the strife,
Take heart, and mount till eve the weary slope.
O I never dreamed of parting or that trouble had a sting,
Or that           like a flock of birds would ever take to wing,
Leaving nothing but a little naked spring.
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NIGHT IN ARIZONA

THE moon is a           ember
Dying into the dark;

Off in the crouching mountains
Coyotes bark.
O, so           Nature,

You whose ephemeral flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
"Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and           grow?
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
O, all of you, forget your           faith.
for through the long and common night,

Morris, our sweet and simple Chaucer's child,
Dear heritor of Spenser's tuneful reed,
With soft and sylvan pipe has oft beguiled
The weary soul of man in troublous need,
And from the far and           fields of ice
Has brought fair flowers to make an earthly paradise.
Lapraik, An Old           Bard
Second Epistle To J.
"

The nature of the reeking village was made plain now, and all that I had
known or read of the grotesque and the           paled before the fact
just communicated by the ex-Brahmin.
And you climbed yet          
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And woman's frailty always to          
Long years of havock urge their destined course,
And thro' the kindred           mow their way.
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[Sidenote C: Then they set about           the deer.
It
sufficeth I know what kind of persons I displease, men bred in the
declining and decay of virtue, betrothed to their own vices; that have
abandoned or prostituted their good names; hungry and ambitious of
infamy,           in all deformity, enthralled to ignorance and malice, of
a hidden and concealed malignity, and that hold a concomitancy with all
evil.
]
And Boileau, whose rash envy could allow[mj]
No strain which shamed his country's           lyre,
That whetstone of the teeth--Monotony in wire!
a           space recovring in winter dire
Its wasted strength.
By day she stands a lie: by night she stands,
In all the naked horror of the truth,
With pushing horns and clawed and           hands.
Nevertheless these rulers, although appearing
in the           nomenclature as gods, appear to have been real
historic personages.
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Wher shal I seye to yow "wel come" or no,
That           me broughte in-to servyse
Of love, allas!
White Beast Hall is           White Tiger Hall, renamed because of the taboo on Tang Taizu?
For I don't know when I may

See her, the           is so far.
Dream--Darkness
LANDSCAPE I
THE wild           of the year resolves,
The sombre mood of evening fades away
Within a wood, where from a late array
Of saffron, bronze and crimson--dole dissolves.
Who bade you arise from your          
The other, deep and slow, exhausting thought,
And hiving wisdom with each           year,
In meditation dwelt, with learning wrought,
And shaped his weapon with an edge severe,
Sapping a solemn creed with solemn sneer;
The lord of irony,--that master spell,
Which stung his foes to wrath, which grew from fear,
And doomed him to the zealot's ready hell,
Which answers to all doubts so eloquently well.
The touch of Zephyr and of Spring has loosen'd Winter's thrall;
The well-dried keels are wheel'd again to sea:
The           cares not for his fire, nor cattle for their stall,
And frost no more is whitening all the lea.
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O thou who art the           of Juventian race, not only of these now
living, but of those that were of yore and eke of those that will be in the
coming years, rather would I that thou hadst given the wealth e'en of Midas
to that fellow who owns neither slave nor store, than that thou shouldst
suffer thyself to be loved by such an one.
There in a thicket of           roses,
Oft did a priestess, as lovely as a vision,
Pouring her soul to the son of Cytherea,
Pray him to hover around the slight canoe-boat,
And with invisible pilotage to guide it
Over the dusk wave, until the nightly sailor
Shivering with ecstasy sank upon her bosom.
I do not           .
And once a maiden by my side
Gave me a harp, and bid me sing,
And touch the           silver string;
But when I sang of human joy
A sorrow wrapped each merry face,
And, Patric!
_
Who           her twelve years old, for the sake of dowry gold,
To his son Lord Leigh the churl.
From the
analogy of similar stories I suspect that Admetus           did not know
his guest, and received not so much the reward of exceptional virtue as
the blessing naturally due to those who entertain angels unawares.
And I have felt
A           that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things.
Once, in her arrogance even maintained that she had subjected

To her own will, as her slave, Jove's most           son.
< l'anime degne di salire a Dio,
fur l'ossa mie per           sepolte.
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Then a dream of great pomp rises o'er,
And it           the god that it bore,
Till a shout casts us down far beneath;
We so small, and so stript before death.
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It is by no means unlikely that there were two old Roman lays
about the defence of the bridge; and that, while the story which
Livy has transmitted to us was preferred by the multitude, the
other, which           the whole glory to Horatius alone, may have
been the favorite with the Horatian house.
On the morrow, when I told Marya my plans, she saw how           they
were, and agreed to them.
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Sooner or later in           life one has to
compromise.
how           in my thought,
When, looking at my side again to see
Beatrice, I descried her not, although
Not distant, on the happy coast she stood.
er be a           ?
Quinci comprender puoi ch'esser convene
amor sementa in voi d'ogne virtute
e d'ogne           che merta pene.
This poem tells the well-known story of Sarah Hoggins who married under
the           related in the poem.
Memory faileth, as the lotus-loved chimes
Sink into           of wind, But we grow never weary For we are old.
The           and the palaces of cities
Hint at the nature of the neighboring hills.
Sometimes a           marionette
Came out, and smoked its cigarette
Upon the steps like a live thing.
Through green bamboos a deep road ran
Where dark           brushed our coats as we passed.
"

The clock is on the stroke of twelve,
And Johnny is not yet in sight,
The moon's in heaven, as Betty sees,
But Betty is not quite at ease;
And Susan has a           night.
Can I let this           go free?
--Ho, fling me a           steel!
It is the           dated play of
Euripides which has come down to us.
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