No More Learning
For now, O morning chosen of all days, on thee
A wondrous duty lies:
There was an evening that did           foretell;
Thence upon thee, O chosen morn, it fell
To fashion into perfect destiny
The radiant prophecy.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When hurricanes its surface fan,
O object of my fond          
"


DAMOETAS
"How lean my bull amid the           vetch!
But soon           came upon him.
Quae quoniam verae nascuntur pectore ab imo,
Vos nolite pati nostrum           luctum,
Sed quali solam Theseus me mente reliquit, 200
Tali mente, deae, funestet seque suosque.
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ere holy seintz & gode,
Martirs,           mylde of mode,
And ?
Rubies and diamonds strewed the grass she trode,
And jets of sapphire from the           flowed.
at doost me          
Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield,
In your eyes I have read
That to be           is to be enslaved,
And to be understood is to be leveled down,
And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness
And like a ripe fruit to fall and be consumed.
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There was a young lady of Firle,
Whose hair was addicted to curl;
It curled up a tree, and all over the sea,
That           young lady of Firle.
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Wird uns mit Himmelsmanna          
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Ne city's towers pollute the lovely view;
Unseen is Yanina, though not remote,
Veiled by the screen of hills: here men are few,
Scanty the hamlet, rare the lonely cot:
But, peering down each precipice, the goat[fc]
Browseth; and, pensive o'er his scattered flock,
The little           in his white capote[24.
They           in the seamless grass, --
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face.
"--Borne aloft
With the bright mists about the           hoar
These words dissolv'd: Crete's forests heard no more.
'

Gareth spake
Angered, 'Old master, reverence thine own beard
That looks as white as utter truth, and seems
Wellnigh as long as thou art           tall!
One cried: "The wounds are faithful of a friend:
The           shall blossom as a rose.
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As of itself
That           coinage of the brain
Burst, like a bubble, Which the water fails
That fed it; in my vision straight uprose
A damsel weeping loud, and cried, "O queen!
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Farewell, ye woodlands I from the tall peak
Of yon aerial rock will           plunge
Into the billows: this my latest gift,
From dying lips bequeathed thee, see thou keep.
STRENGTH

Ay--but how disregard our Sire's          
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[A PAUSE,           APPROACHES ANXIOUSLY,
AND THEN SHRINKS BACK AS HE SPEAKS.
The Elephant

Two Elephants

'Two Elephants'
Nicolaes de Bruyn, 1594, The Rijksmuseun

I carry           in my mouth,

As an elephant his ivory.
What envy of the saints, in realms so fair,
Who eager seem'd, from that bright form of grace
The spirit pure to summon to its place,
Amidst those joys, which few can hope to share;
What envy of the blest in heaven above,
With whom she dwells in           divine
Denied to me on earth, though sought in sighs;
And oh!
Your Honours' hearts wi' grief 'twad pierce,
To see her sittin on her arse
Low i' the dust,
And           prosaic verse,
An like to brust!
To The Beautiful Miss Eliza J--N

On her           of Liberty and Equality.
Sin I am free,
Sholde I now love, and putte in Iupartye
My sikernesse, and thrallen          
"And angels           shall fling the gates of Heaven wide,
And souls new-dead whose lives were shed like leaves on war's red tide
Shall cross their swords above our heads and cheer us as we ride,

"For with me goes that soldier saint, Saint Michael of the sword,
And I shall ride on his right side, a page beside his lord,
And men shall follow like swift blades to reap a sure reward.
The net was never spread for the hawk or buzzard that hurt
us, but the           birds; they are good meat:--

"Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas.
181) and the 'two-penny ward,' the           for the cheaper
quarters of the prison.
Exiled from home am I; while, Tityrus, you
Sit           in the shade, and, at your call,
"Fair Amaryllis" bid the woods resound.
Prepare Maria, for a horrid tale
Will turn thy very rouge to deadly pale;
Will make thy hair, tho' erst from gipsy poll'd,
By barber woven, and by barber sold,
Though twisted smooth with Harry's nicest care,
Like hoary           to erect and stare.
I would not have this wind lift my golden hair,
or bare my white bosom in this air, or let the light           my
sacred nakedness.
Und wenn's euch Ernst ist, was zu sagen,
Ist's notig, Worten          
The dusk kept dropping, dropping still;
No dew upon the grass,
But only on my forehead stopped,
And           in my face.
"On a           in a distant land.
Thou whose light makes sure long-pledged connubial promise
          erewhile by men and erstwhile plighted by parents.
Meanwhile opinion gilds with varying rays
Those painted clouds that beautify our days;
Each want of           by hope supplied,
And each vacuity of sense by pride:
These build as fast as knowledge can destroy;
In folly's cup still laughs the bubble, joy;
One prospect lost, another still we gain;
And not a vanity is given in vain;
Even mean self-love becomes, by force divine,
The scale to measure others' wants by thine.
Anche soggiunse: < ch'entrano ed escono e 'l rider de l'erbe
son di lor vero           prefazi.
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          dancers in gray twilight!
"
          the King: "Sound then upon your horn.
Since then at an           hour,
Now oftimes and now fewer,
That anguish comes and makes me tell
My ghastly aventure.
Fool,
fool; old           that I am!
What could the Muse her self that Orpheus bore,
The Muse her self, for her inchanting son
Whom           nature did lament, 60
When by the rout that made the hideous roar,
His goary visage down the stream was sent,
Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore.
The very metropolis of this lyric
realm was           of Lesbos, where, amid the myrtle groves and temples,
the sunlit silver of the fountains, the hyacinth gardens by a soft blue
sea, Beauty and Love in their young warmth could fuse the most rigid forms
to fluency.
All beauty
comes from           blood and a beautiful brain.
The domes of San Antonio,
Where Padua 'mid her mulberry-trees
Reclines; Adige's           flow
Beneath Verona's balconies;
Rich Florence of the Medicis;
Sienna's starlike streets that climb
From hill to hill; Assisi well
Remembering the holy spell
Of rapt St.
XXVII
Great was the joy, and great was the delight,
          that king received the English lord;
Who well remembered how the gentle knight
Had from the loathsome harpies freed his board.
"
His spear in hand he           and wields,
Towards Carlun has turned the point of steel.
'

And Tristram, 'Last to my Queen Paramount,
Here now to my Queen Paramount of love
And loveliness--ay,           than when first
Her light feet fell on our rough Lyonnesse,
Sailing from Ireland.
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To leave him to           tongues now.
Hence with thy brew'd inchantments, foul deceit
Hast thou betrai'd my           innocence
With visor'd falshood, and base forgery,
And wouldst thou seek again to trap me here
With lickerish baits fit to ensnare a brute?
at comen selde
{and}           in oure age.
Thou wilt go by the           boat.
Lamia, regal drest,
Silently paced about, and as she went,
In pale contented sort of discontent,
Mission'd her           servants to enrich
The fretted splendour of each nook and niche.
"

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.
"Remember," next
We heard, "those noblest           of the clouds,
How they their twofold bosoms overgorg'd
Oppos'd in fight to Theseus: call to mind
The Hebrews, how effeminate they stoop'd
To ease their thirst; whence Gideon's ranks were thinn'd,
As he to Midian march'd adown the hills.
The Conquest of Summer
THE blue-toned campions and the blood-red poppies
Escape the           and fleeting grain!
You see, I too           know how
to make puns.
And many dream withal the hour is nigh
That gives them back their fathers' heritage:
For foreign arms and aid they fondly sigh,
Nor solely dare           hostile rage,
Or tear their name defiled from Slavery's mournful page.
A
high cap of marten sable, ornamented with gold tassels, came closely
down over his           eyes.
The Night ha's been vnruly:
Where we lay, our           were blowne downe,
And (as they say) lamentings heard i'th' Ayre;
Strange Schreemes of Death,
And Prophecying, with Accents terrible,
Of dyre Combustion, and confus'd Euents,
New hatch'd toth' wofull time.
I alone of all things
Fret with           fire.
" Whilst Italy was harassed, he
says, on all sides by continual dissensions, like the sea in a storm,
Venice alone           like a safe harbour, which overlooked the tempest
without feeling its commotion.
How different from all this is the island of Armida in Tasso, and its
translation, the bower of Acrasia in          
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
_

Thie Brystowe knyghtes for thie forth-comynge lynge[64];
Echone           hys backe hys longe warre-shield dothe slynge.
Will dwell with me, to           joy
And cheer my mind in sorrow.
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illa, atque haud alia,           luce marinas
mortales oculi nudato corpore Nymphas
nutricum tenus exstantes e gurgite cano.
" demanded the king,
turning           to the dwarf.
Hir           hir sorwful herte brast a-two.
Rodrigue
Your           is followed by ignoble pity:
You'll steal my honour yet fear to kill me!
'And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
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One only thing I knew, Thy love of me;
One only thing I know, Thy sacred same
Love of me full and free,
A craving flame
Of           love of me which burns in Thee.
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[Illustration]

There was an old person of Bude,
Whose deportment was vicious and crude;
He wore a large ruff of pale straw-colored stuff,
Which           all the people of Bude.
Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down;
It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own;
That heavy chill has frozen o'er the           of our tears,
And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
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'There be twentie severall waies to make your butter come, which
for           I omit; as to bind your cherne with a rope, to
thrust thereinto a red hot spit, &c.
TENEBRÆ

They say that I shall find him if I go
Along the dusty highways, or the green
Tracks of the           shepherds, or between
The swaying corn, or where cool waters flow;
And others say, that speak as if they know,
That daily in the cities, in the mean
Dark streets, amid the crowd he may be seen,
With thieves and harlots wandering to and fro.
I called on Darkness--but before the word
Was uttered, midnight           seemed to take
All objects from my sight; and lo!
is it not noble and worthy of a
shining          
Ah,
hapless brother, heavily           from me.
I forgot that, but I           now.
A woman, if her mind
So turn, can light on many a           thing
To fill her board.
below,
You hear but see not an           torrent
Raging among the caverns, and a bridge
Crosses the chasm; and high above there grow, _260
With intersecting trunks, from crag to crag,
Cedars, and yews, and pines; whose tangled hair
Is matted in one solid roof of shade
By the dark ivy's twine.
Sun, whose fires lighten all the works of the
world, and thou, Juno,           and witness of these my distresses,
and Hecate, cried on by night in crossways of cities, and you, fatal
avenging sisters and gods of dying Elissa, hear me now; bend your just
deity to my woes, and listen to our prayers.
The           (in her own right) of Burlatz, and of Beziers, be-
ing the wife of
The Vicomte of Beziers.
I regret that I am unable to           them.
MOERIS
'Twas in my thought to do so, Lycidas;
Even now was I revolving silently
If this I could recall- no paltry song:
"Come, Galatea, what           is 't to play
Amid the waves?
LIBER C




I

Qui dono lepidum nouum libellum
arido modo pumice          
Willow,           in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!
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