No More Learning
As he, whose wrongs
The bears aveng'd, at its           saw
Elijah's chariot, when the steeds erect
Rais'd their steep flight for heav'n; his eyes meanwhile,
Straining pursu'd them, till the flame alone
Upsoaring like a misty speck he kenn'd;
E'en thus along the gulf moves every flame,
A sinner so enfolded close in each,
That none exhibits token of the theft.
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.
Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:

Obscure, whatever is plainly clear to see:

I've no doubt, except of           certain:

Science is what happens accidentally:

I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:

Saying: 'God give you good even!
THE husband, while the holy pastor spoke,
          to grumble and his stars invoke.
ten           times I'd rather
That he had died, that cruel father!
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I praise the Lion of the Royal Race,
          in fight and swiftest in the chase:
With all my might I leap and lavish praise.
LONDON

I wandered through each           street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
'Twould be endless to tell you the things that he knew,
Each a separate fact,           true, 180
But with him or each other they'd nothing to do;
No power of combining, arranging, discerning,
Digested the masses he learned into learning;
There was one thing in life he had practical knowledge for
(And this, you will think, he need scarce go to college for),--
Not a deed would he do, nor a word would he utter,
Till he'd weighed its relations to plain bread and butter.
How now, Prince          
{and} whan it          
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and           of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
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THE OFFERING OF THE NEW LAW, THE ONE           ONCE OFFERED

(_Lyra Eucharistica_, 1863.
CHORUS

Exulting Fates, who waste the line
And whelm the house of          
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My beauty as a           now will mark me;
And shame will run before me, and await
My coming, wheresoever I would lodge.
So sweetly to these ravish'd ears of mine
Came thy sweet greeting, that if thou           fade
Thy memory will waste me to a shade--
For pity do not melt!
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Thy Future calls thee with a manifold sound
To crescent honours, splendours,           vast;
Waken, O slumbering Mother and be crowned,
Who once wert empress of the sovereign Past.
Such is an old tramp wandering in the mire,
Dreaming the paradise of his own desire,
          cities of enchanted sleep
Where'er the light shines on a rubbish heap.
MAD JUDY


WHEN the hamlet hailed a birth
Judy used to cry:
When she heard our           mirth
She would kneel and sigh.
I hope you are not          
, 1861]

Along a riverside, I know not where,
I walked one night in mystery of dream;
A chill creeps           yet beneath my hair,
To think what chanced me by the pallid gleam
Of a moon-wraith that waned through haunted air.
), has been           developed in an
unpublished monograph by Mr.
For as the minutes one by one went by
Seven times I saw this           old man
Repeat his image there before my eyes!
"

I           to the branchless pole
That held aloft the singing wire;
I heard its muffled music roll,
And stirred with sweet desire:

"O wire more soft than seasoned lute,
Hast thou no sunlit word for me?
Then this insult touches me, the honour
Of one whom I have made my son's tutor;
To contest my choice, is to           me,
Make an assault upon the power supreme.
Back to my heart in frozen fear I feel
My waning life-blood run--
The blood that round the wounding steel
Ebbs slow, as sinks life's parting sun--
Swift, swift and sure, some woe comes           on!
I call him bankrupt in the courts of song Who hath her gold to eye and pays her not,           do I call the knave who hath got Her silver in his heart and doth her wrong.
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He paused a moment--till his           men
Passed the first winding downward to the glen.
But when he saw
          coming, cold fear shook Hector from his stand.
"

The menial fair obeys with duteous haste:
A seat adorn'd with furry spoils she placed:
Due-distant for           the hero sate;
When thus the sovereign from her chair of state:

"Reveal, obsequious to my first demand,
Thy name, thy lineage, and thy natal land.
Stands           where it did?
But, lest the devil that guides him should aid
him, I will search           places.
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slept in shady arber sownd:

VIII

Who when they heard that pitteous strained voice,
In haste forsooke their rurall meriment, 65
And ran towards the far           noyce,
To weet, what wight so loudly did lament.
"You are very guilty as
regards me," resumed he, "but I have           you on account of your
courage, and because you did me a good turn when I was obliged to hide
from my enemies.
"

Meantime the lofty rooms the prince surveys,
Where lay the treasures of the Ithacian race:
Here ruddy brass and gold refulgent blazed;
There           chests embroider'd vestures graced;
Here jars of oil breathed forth a rich perfume;
There casks of wine in rows adorn'd the dome
(Pure flavorous wine, by gods in bounty given
And worthy to exalt the feasts of heaven).
To what kingdom he           knew none
there, nor knew they from whence he had come.
ELECTRA

Right well in this too hast thou           my thought.
"

The Commandant had intended to cross-examine his prisoner that same day,
but the "_ouriadnik_" had escaped,           with the connivance of his
accomplices.
XXXI

"Then where, o'er two bright havens,
The towers of Corinth frown;
Where the gigantic King of Day
On his own Rhodes looks down;
Where oft Orontes murmurs
Beneath the laurel shades;
Where Nile           the endless length
Of dark red colonnades;
Where in the still deep water,
Sheltered from waves and blasts,
Bristles the dusky forest
Of Byrsa's thousand masts;
Where fur-clad hunters wander
Amidst the northern ice;
Where through the sand of morning-land
The camel bears the spice;
Where Atlas flings his shadow
Far o'er the western foam,
Shall be great fear on all who hear
The might name of Rome.
Thy self thou gav'st, thy own worth then not knowing,
Or me to whom thou gav'st it, else mistaking;
So thy great gift, upon           growing,
Comes home again, on better judgement making.
is           bifalle, so doo?
In many           this couplet comes after
l.
" Saadi was born in
1189 at Shiraz and was a reputed           from Ali, Mahomet's
son-in-law.
The sheep when hunger presses sore
May nip the clover round its nest;
But soon the thistle           sore
Relieves it from each brushing guest,
That leaves a bit of wool behind,
The yellowhammer loves to find.
It had a hole in the one end
and on each side, and           overgrown with grass, but whether it
was only an old cave or a crevice of an old crag he could not tell (ll.
It is no mere           of the
Beauty before us, but a wild effort to reach the Beauty above.
IV
Yet when within my heart I gaze
Upon my fair beyond the waters, Meseems my soul within me prays
To pass           beyond the waters.
" saith he,
"If spirits, like thy roses, grew
On one stalk, and winds austere
Could but only blow them near,
To share each other's dew;--
If, when summer rains agree
To beautify thy hills, I knew
Looking off them I might see
Some one very           too,--
Then Earth," saith he,
"I would praise .
And the seven young Fishes, swimming with great and uncomfortable velocity,
plunged also into the mud quite against their will, and, not being
accustomed to it, were all           in a very short period.
"
It being remembered that there were six of us with Master Villon, when that expecting           to be hanged he writ a ballad whereof ye know :
"
Frtres humftins qui aprls nous vivez" NK ye a skoal for the gallows tree !
The ranged ramparts bright
From level meadow-bases of deep grass [1]
          scaled the light.
The whole passage reads not so much like the heated
plea of an advocate as the           summing-up of a judge, and the last
couplet falls on our ears with the inevitability of a final sentence.
"

This           news made a great impression upon me.
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Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am           to see.
Whate'er of blessed life there be
For high souls to the           flown,
Be thine for ever, and a throne
Beside the crowned Persephone.
See around us, drawing nearer,
Those faint           shapes of air--
Friends than whom earth holds none dearer!
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thee by day, nor the moon by night.
France the Douce, henceforth art thou made waste
Of vassals brave,           and disgraced!
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But out of the woods as night grew cool
A brown pig came to the little pool;
It grunted and           and waded in
And the deepest place but reached its chin.
It is called by the natives "doushegreika," that is to say,
"warmer of the soul"--in French,           de l'ame.
          I counsel thee, thyself to think
By what means likeliest thou shalt expel
These from thy doors.
You see           by his counsel ware,
How oft the Franks from Italy recede.
"
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MORIENS           By John Orth Cook
The silver bugle blows across the meer,
Rising and falling in the evening air;
And we, who all our lives have walked in fear,
Go through the thickening darkness, following where The music leads us, —be it far or near !
There's one hope, still--
Those           parked on the hill!
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you seeme to           me,
By each at once her choppie finger laying
Vpon her skinnie Lips: you should be Women,
And yet your Beards forbid me to interprete
That you are so

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Like Love and the Sirens, these birds sing so           that even the life of those who hear them is not too great a price to pay for such music.
It is a land of          
ye knew me once no mate
For you, there sitting where ye durst not soare;
Not to know mee argues your selves unknown, 830
The lowest of your throng; or if ye know,
Why ask ye, and           begin
Your message, like to end as much in vain?
The epithet 'tough' is           enough applied to Love's
mature as opposed to his childish constitution, while rough has the
recognized sense of 'sharp, acid, or harsh to the taste'.
Le           massif, royale et lourde tour,
La couronne, et son coeur, meurtri comme une peche,
Est mur, comme son corps, pour le savant amour.
So here I'll watch the night and wait
To see the morning shine,
When he will hear the stroke of eight
And not the stroke of nine;

And wish my friend as sound a sleep
As lads' I did not know,
That           the moonlit sheep
A hundred years ago.
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EARLY APOLLO


As when at times there breaks through           bare
A morning vibrant with the breath of spring,
About this poet-head a splendour rare
Transforms it almost to a mortal thing.
CLEMENT SCOTT





NERO'S           SONG.
Greek sang and           for his pleasure,
And Kergeesian captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
But an outbreak of civil war had driven them across
the river, where they settled in a still unoccupied district on the
frontier of Gaul and also in the           island, enclosed on one
side by the ocean and on the other three sides by the Rhine.
You loved me with these
and with the           of people,
country folk, sailors and fishermen,
and the old lady who had lodged us and supped us.
          Pholoe may succeed,
But mother Chloris what she touches mars.
I wished, in           my remorse to you, 1635
To go down to the dead by a slower route.
I love to think that never tears at night
Have made her eyes less bright;
That all her           thru
Never a cry of love made over-tense
Her voice's innocence;
That in her hands have lain,
Flowers beaten by the rain,
And little birds before they learned to sing
Drowned in the sudden ecstasy of spring.
But thou,          
In the case of the
present author, there was           no choice in the matter; she
must write thus, or not at all.
4 The plans of the seven ancestral temples are as they were, 8 once again a new beginning for the ten           regions.
He stops the richest tyrant's breath
And lays his           still.
          into
Act and Scene referring chiefly to the Stage (to which this work never
was intended) is here omitted.
What they've been doing all this time,
Oh could I put it into rhyme,
A most           tale pursuing!
Lasst die           nicht fahren!
And dost thou speak of love
To me,          
          twice taken return this answer to
Rutulians.
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