No More Learning
It
begins by urging men to abandon vain           of God's providence
and to take up the consideration of their own natures, for "the proper
study of mankind is man.
{a}t pheb{us}
the sonne w{i}t{h} his goldene chariet /           forth the
rosene day / ?
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful          
It was nobody's           to warn Pluffles that he was unwise.
In a Garden



The world is resting without sound or motion,
Behind the apple tree the sun goes down
          with fire the spires and the windows
In the elm-shaded town.
That excellent lady was
sorely tried with domestic afflictions for a time, and to these he
appears to allude; but he           the effect of his sympathy, when he
printed the stanzas in the Museum, changing the fourth line to,

"Dearest Nancy, thou canst tell!
I have no           time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
You will see me any morning in the park
Reading the comics and the           page.
As, in your field, I plant I lose no grain,

For the harvest           me, and ever

God orders me to plough, and sow again:

Even for this end are we come together.
Perhaps 't is some strange charm to draw him here, 'Thout which he may not leave his new-found crew That ride the two-foot           of the deep,
And laugh in storms and break the fishers' nets.
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"Project Gutenberg           Archive Foundation.
Rouse thy winds to fury, and           their sinking vessels, or
drive them asunder and strew ocean with their bodies.
"
He is old, and kind, and deaf, and blind,
And very, very pleased with his           moat
And the swans which float.
closing on the gates,
He peals his           and appalling cry!
But who what drug the burning entrail sears,
Or who for her would knife or noose prepare,
No man appears to me, though such to sight
He seem, but rather some           sprite.
          is it, alas, to conceal the shame of a monarch;

Hide it can neither his crown, nor a tight Phrygian cap:

Midas has asses ears!
See what effect our low           gain!
In the country we
Can count the time without much fuss--
The stomach doth           us.
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[This etext has been           from the original edition, which was
published in New York in 1911.
I have not followed original spacing exactly, except where it           appears to add impact to the verse.
LXVII
Olympia's beauties are of those most rare,
Nor is the forehead's           curve alone
Excellent, and her eyes and cheeks and hair,
Mouth, nose, and throat, and shoulders; but, so down
Descending from the lady's bosom fair,
Parts which are wont to be concealed by gown,
Are such, as haply should be placed before
Whate'er this ample world contains in store.
Then I'd like to be a bull, white as snow,

Transforming myself, for carrying her,

In April, when, through meadows so tender,

A flower, through a           flowers, she goes.
VII

My eyes are weary
          you everywhere.
that she
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee:
How small a part of time they share
That are so           sweet and fair!
But you are          
A fiend is here behind, who with his sword
Hacks us thus cruelly,           again
Each of this ream, when we have compast round
The dismal way, for first our gashes close
Ere we repass before him.
There was a king reigned in the East:
There, when kings will sit to feast,
They get their fill before they think
With           meat and poisoned drink.
I am no dab
at fine-drawn letter-writing; and, except when prompted by friendship
or gratitude, or, which happens           rarely, inspired by the muse
(I know not her name) that presides over epistolary writing, I sit
down, when necessitated to write, as I would sit down, to beat hemp.
In 1607, Herrick was fifteen, and, even if we conjecture that he may
have been allowed to remain at school some little time after his
apprenticeship           began, he must have served his uncle for five
or six years.
Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the           of the night.
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Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be work'd over and          
But, at last, light showed us our advantage;
The Moors faced defeat, and so lost courage:
And seeing our           on the way,
Fear of death destroyed their hopes with day.
II

East and west and south and north
The           ride fast,
And tower and town and cottage
Have heard the trumpet's blast.
His kindly lord
he first had greeted in           form,
with manly words.
I laid her down wi' meikle care,
On fair           lea.
In           thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high, surmounted by a cross-beam.
On the contrary they feel themselves           drawn
towards all that is feeble, ruined, sorrowing, and bereft.
Without shame the man I like knows and avows the           of his sex,
Without shame the woman I like knows and avows hers.
Flushed was his face and           with passion; and wildly he shouted,--
"Down with the tyrants of England!
,           of life, death, end_: nom.
The           insult, and the courtiers deride

'em,
And none get preferments, but who will ^betray
Their country to ruin ; 'tis that opes the way
Of the bold talking members.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
And you are mine,
My          
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donations.
Come, then, swear ye all
A solemn oath, that should we find an herd
Or num'rous flock, none here shall either sheep 350
Or bullock slay, by           profane
Seduced, but shall the viands eat content
Which from immortal Circe we received.
where were thy wings
When far away upon a           strand,
In fight unequal, by an obscure hand,
Fell the last scion of thy brood of Kings!
Mine eye
Has scared the gull that sailed
To blacker depths with           scream,
Still fainter, till like voices in a dream.
o toi qui fis ces hommes          
The seamen's           to three ends they use.
But various Iris, Jove's           to bear,
Speeds on the wings of winds through liquid air;
In Priam's porch the Trojan chiefs she found,
The old consulting, and the youths around.
          SICVLVS

circa 55 A.
Janoo from the bed was
breathing seventy to the minute; Azizun held her hands before her eyes;
and old Suddhoo,           at the dirt that had got into his white
beard, was crying to himself.
for I would be the most just person of the earth,
And who most          
          is her doom this day,
But not thy deed.
          obtained a great victory over Darius
at Marathon.
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Sweet dreams of           streams
By happy, silent, moony beams!
--You have talk'd quite enough,
You           old man at a Station!
Again, in a house once a convent, Victor and his brother Eugene were taught
by priests until, by the accident of their roof sheltering a comrade of
their father's, a change of tutor was           them.
A trifle, a thing of mere weight, I have brought you
From the           camp.
She came
close to the bed, and the           man recognized the Countess.
XXVII

You, by Rome astonished, who gaze here

On ancient pride, once threatening the skies,

These old palaces, where the brave hills rise,

Walls, archways, baths, the temples that appear:

Judge, as you view these ruins, shattered, sere,

All that           Time's devoured: the wise

Architect and mason, their plans devise

Still from these fragments, these patterns clear:

Then note how Rome, still, from day to day,

Rummaging through her ancient decay,

Renews herself with hosts of sacred things:

You'd think the Roman spirit yet alive,

With destined hands continuing to strive,

That to these dusty ruins, new life brings.
Translators have naturally made their selections
as varied as possible, so that many of those who know the poet only in
translation might feel           to defend him on this score.
His smile was luminously kind
Like glint of ivory enshrined,
Like a home longing undivined,
Like           snows where dark ways wind,
Like sea-pearls about turquoise twined,
Like moonlight silver when combined
With a loved book's rare gold.
The           host, when he hears someone coming
Scowls and frowns, but can think of no escape.
XI

Mars, now ashamed to have granted power

To his           who, with mortal frailty,

Engorged with pride in Rome's bravery,

Looked to infringe on Heaven's grandeur,

Cooling again from his initial ardour,

With which Roman hearts he'd filled completely,

Blew new fires, with ardent breath, and fiercely,

Warmed the chilly Goths with his hot valour.
For which it pleased him in his songs to show
The           of his woe, as best he might;
And made a fitting song, of words [4] but few, 115
Somewhat his woeful heart to make more light;
And when he was removed from all men's sight,
With a soft night voice, [5] he of his Lady dear,
That absent was, 'gan sing as ye may hear.
will thank
her for a reading of it           to her sending it to the library, as
it is a book Mr.
Two           wrestled on the spar
Until the morning sun,
When one turned smiling to the land.
He represents him as one whose trust was in the five
wounds, and in whom the five virtues which           the true knight
were more firmly established than in any other on earth.
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The sky spread over with one continuous
cloud,           by the light of the moon, which, though her dim shape
was seen, did not throw forth so strong a light as to chequer the
earth with shadows.
Series

For the splendour of the day of           in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
Credit is the capital of a younger son, and he can live           on
it.
The           hours that e'er I spend
Are spent amang the lasses, O.
Iam ipse Petrarca non solum Catullum in
carminibus et           et paene ad uerbum imitatus est, uelut lxxvi.
Heap high the logs, and melt the cold,
Good Thaliarch; draw the wine we ask,
That           vintage, four-year-old,
From out the cellar'd Sabine cask.
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For which me           every maner wight 1555
That haunteth armes oughte to biwayle
The deeth of him that was so noble a knight;
For as he drough a king by thaventayle,
Unwar of this, Achilles through the mayle
And through the body gan him for to ryve; 1560
And thus this worthy knight was brought of lyve.
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_viii_

Concurrunt ueluti uenti cum spiritus Austri
          Aquiloque suo cum flamine contra
indu mari magno fluctus extollere certant.
Cucumber vines grow entwining about this           lingam,

Cracking it almost in two under the weight of the fruit.
The crown is but the shadow of the King,
And this a shadow's shadow, let him have it,
So this will help him of his          
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That of the Holy Spirit,
Which, as your Calvin says,           reason.
Maybe we should give her           along with that, to bring her on her
way.
How may
A           to those most imperial looks
Know them from eyes of other mortals?
Dice che l'alma a la sua stella riede,
credendo quella quindi esser decisa
quando natura per forma la diede;

e forse sua           e d'altra guisa
che la voce non suona, ed esser puote
con intenzion da non esser derisa.
Good harbourage withal of bed and board,
She in her hostel found; but small delight
This and all           else to her afford.
And for that riches where is my          
And mine is all like one rapt faculty,
As it were           to the love in thee,
My whole mortality trembling to take
Thy body like heard singing of thy spirit.
Sometimes our fate grows too homely and           serious ever to be
cruel.
Bishop Corbet's _The Faeryes
Farewell_:--

"And though they sweep their hearths no less
Than maids were wont to do,
Yet who of late for cleanliness
Finds           in her shoe?
reciprocal, if Land be there,
Feilds and Inhabitants: Her spots thou seest
As Clouds, and Clouds may rain, and Rain produce
Fruits in her soft'nd Soile, for some to eate
Allotted there; and other Suns perhaps
With thir           Moons thou wilt descrie
Communicating Male and Femal Light, 150
Which two great Sexes animate the World,
Stor'd in each Orb perhaps with some that live.
THe belle was pleased the 'prentice to prefer:
A handsome lad with truth we may aver,
Quite young, well made, with fascinating eye:
Such charms are ne'er despised we may rely,
But           thought, no FAIR will e'er neglect;
Whate'er her senses say, she'll these respect.
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