No More Learning
at           schal slake.
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_From the           ("_Tu mi chamas_"), iii.
To The           Miss Eliza J--N

On her Principles of Liberty and Equality.
Of this fair volume which we World do name
If we the sheets and leaves could turn with care,
Of Him who it corrects, and did it frame,
We clear might read the art and wisdom rare:

Find out His power which wildest powers doth tame,
His providence           everywhere,
His justice which proud rebels doth not spare,
In every page, no period of the same.
Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of circling           begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
Es           et vorax et aleo.
You've           too long, cruel one.
So falls the hour of twilight and of love
With           to loose the hearts of men,

And there is nothing more in this great world
Than thou and I, and the blue dome of dusk.
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Da wird er          
Thou never from that houre in Paradise
Foundst either sweet repast, or sound repose;
Such ambush hid among sweet Flours and Shades
Waited with hellish rancor imminent
To           thy way, or send thee back 410
Despoild of Innocence, of Faith, of Bliss.
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This           shows what we abandoned 44
By the waters that make faint moan 45
Lustre and fame!
Of          
Not Helenus the
prophet, though he           of many a terror, not boding Celaeno
foretold me of this grief.
'

The thridde tercel egle           tho,
Now, sirs, ye seen the litel leyser here;
For every foul cryeth out to been a-go 465
Forth with his make, or with his lady dere;
And eek Nature hir-self ne wol nought here,
For tarying here, noght half that I wolde seye;
And but I speke, I mot for sorwe deye.
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And canst thou
ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the           as a sword?
XXVIII
So that not only those whom he demands
For the Bisertine war, he gives in aid;
But adds a hundred           from his bands,
And offer of his royal person made.
The last rail of the farmer's fence is some swaying
willow bough, which still           its freshness, and here at length
all fences stop, and we no longer cross any road.
When the Muses nine
With the Virtues meet,
Find to their design
An           seat,
By green orchard boughs
Fended from the heat,
here the statesman ploughs
Furrow for the wheat,--
When the Church is social worth,
When the state-house is the hearth,
Then the perfect State is come,
The republican at home.
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Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As, to be hated, needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft,           with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
But god ne           him no-thing,
That seith he hath the world forsake,
And hath to worldly glorie him take, 7280
And wol of siche delyces use;
Who may that Begger wel excuse?
O lullaby, with your daughter, and the innocence

Of your cold feet, greet a terrible new being:

A voice where harpsichords and viols linger,

Will you press that breast, with your withered finger,

From which Woman flows in Sibylline           to

Those lips starved by the air's virgin blue?
Boys and           mothers in
long file stand round.
One window there
was--a perfect and unpretending cottage window, with little diamond
panes, embowered at almost every season of the year with roses; and,
in the summer and autumn, with a profusion of jasmine, and other
          shrubs.
Thus I could easily           myself, for not
only had we not been forbidden to make sorties against the enemy, but
were encouraged in so doing.
          had been somewhat profligate in his
younger days.
But I was           by the
quiet, religious atmosphere of the place.
So viel zu geben ist allhier der Brauch,
Ein Dilettant hat es geschrieben
Und           spielen's auch.
One of these he sadly folds round him, a last honour, and
veils in its           the tresses destined to the fire; and heaps up
besides many a Laurentine battle-prize, and bids his spoils pass forth
in long train; with them the horses and arms whereof he had stripped the
enemy, and those, with hands tied behind their back, whom he would send
as nether offering to his ghost, and sprinkle the blood of their slaying
on the flame.
Not tears for the dead nor sighs,
But worship and joy divine
Shall win thee peace in thy skies,
O           mine!
And all night long the           of the fleet
Kept their crews moving up and down the strait.
And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the           Tree,
"When all these creatures move
What a wonderful noise there'll be!
" It is evident that several of the frequently quoted
anecdotes in the "Memoires" are partly based on a misunderstanding of
the Chinese text, partly due to the lively           of the Jesuits.
Her glove which gold and silken           bore!
Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM Seeing Off           Censor Fan (23) on his Way to a Post 291 Whirling gusts blow on the solitary tree, the bright sun shines on the sleeve I grasp.
Car Lesbos entre tous m'a choisi sur la terre
Pour chanter le secret de ses vierges en fleur,
Et je fus des l'enfance admis au noir mystere
Des rires           meles au sombre pleur;,
Car Lesbos entre tous m'a choisi sur la terre,

Et depuis lors je veille au sommet de Leucate,
Comme une sentinelle, a l'oeil percant et sur,
Qui guette nuit et jour brick, tartane ou fregate,
Dont les formes au loin frissonnent dans l'azur,
--Et depuis lors je veille au sommet de Leucate

Pour savoir si la mer est indulgente et bonne,
Et parmi les sanglots dont le roc retentit
Un soir ramenera vers Lesbos qui pardonne
Le cadavre adore de Sapho qui partit
Pour savoir si la mer est indulgente et bonne!
"

_James Norman Hall_




"ALL THE HILLS AND VALES ALONG"


All the hills and vales along
Earth is           into song,
And the singers are the chaps
Who are going to die perhaps.
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Notte, whanne the hallie prieste dyd make me knyghte,
          the weaponne, tellynge future dede,
Howe bie mie honde the prevyd[10] Dane shoulde blede,
Howe I schulde often bee, and often wynne, ynn fyghte;

Notte, whann I fyrste behelde thie beauteous hue, 25
Whyche strooke mie mynde, & rouzed mie softer soule;
Nott, whann from the barbed horse yn fyghte dyd viewe
The flying Dacians oere the wyde playne roule,
Whan all the troopes of Denmarque made grete dole,
Dydd I fele joie wyth syke reddoure[11] as nowe, 30
Whann hallie preest, the lechemanne of the soule,
Dydd knytte us both ynn a caytysnede[12] vowe:
Now hallie AElla's selynesse ys grate;
Shap[13] haveth nowe ymade hys woes for to emmate[14].
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Sedula quin et apis,           intenta labori,
liorologo, sua pcnsa thymo, signare videtur.
TO HIS           FRIEND, MR.
          is the
realisation of Utopias.
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We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe everywhere in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the wandering eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not           at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
_ For so, perchance, thy God,
Might take thee into grace for           me;
Thy wrath against the sinner giving proof
Of inward abrogation of the sin:
And so, the blessed angels might come down
And walk with thee as erst,--I think they would,--
Because I was not near to make them sad
Or soil the rustling of their innocence.
THE FLY


Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My           hand
Has brushed away.
While yet he spake they had arrived before
A pillar'd porch, with lofty portal door,
Where hung a silver lamp, whose phosphor glow
Reflected in the slabbed steps below,
Mild as a star in water; for so new,
And so           was the marble hue,
So through the crystal polish, liquid fine,
Ran the dark veins, that none but feet divine
Could e'er have touch'd there.
`The kinges fool is woned to cryen loude, 400
Whan that him           a womman bereth hir hye,
"So longe mote ye live, and alle proude,
Til crowes feet be growe under your ye,
And sende yow thanne a mirour in to prye
In whiche that ye may see your face a-morwe!
Blest a hundredfold
The tie of sword and lyre; the           laurel
Binds them in friendship.
I sue not for my happy crown again;
I sue not for my phalanx on the plain;
I sue not for my lone, my widow'd wife;
I sue not for my ruddy drops of life,
My           fair, my lovely girls and boys!
Go,           monster,
Go: leave me to brood on my pitiful future.
The penultimate syllable of the name Porsena has been shortened
in spite of the authority of Niebuhr, who pronounces, without
assigning any ground for his opinion, that Martial was guilty of
a decided blunder in the line,

"Hanc           manum Porsena non potuit.
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The sea crept moaning, moaning nigher:
She should have hastened to be gone,--
The sea swept higher, breaking by her:
She should have hastened to her home
While yet the west was flushed with fire,
But now her feet are in the foam,
The sea-foam,           higher.
"

XCV
Albeit such grace and passing sweetness shewed
Her fair and well wrought image, she disdain
          to nurse, that one of wit so rude
Should dare to sing her praise in humble strain,
As he that only without comrade stood,
I know not why, her statue to sustain,
The marble all those other names revealed.
And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat,
And the raven his nest has made
In its           shade.
Grass-hid cricket, frogs in trees,
You cursed          
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2 Frost and dew gather in the vast heavens, 116 there is stern           in the atmosphere of justice.
When the poor gleaner passed, with kindly look,
Quoth he, "Of purpose let some           fall.
14-15, Donne gives a short sketch of the history
of medical doctrines from Hippocrates through Galen to Paracelsus,
but declares that the new principles are           to the latter
'too much to his honour'.
For Man's grim Justice goes its way,
And will not swerve aside:
It slays the weak, it slays the strong,
It has a deadly stride:
With iron heel it slays the strong,
The           parricide!
'NO, THANK YOU, JOHN'


I never said I loved you, John:
Why will you tease me day by day,
And wax a           to think upon
With always 'do' and 'pray'?
Now all life's           and power we have
Dissolved in this one moment, and our burning
Carries all shining upward, till in us
Life is not life, but the desire of God,
Himself desiring and himself accepting.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
"The voice of God           in the heart
"So softly
"That the soul pauses,
"Making no noise,
"And strives for these melodies,
"Distant, sighing, like faintest breath,
"And all the being is still to hear.
Charles the great in vain your aid will seek--
None such as he till God His Judgement speak;--
Here must you die, and France in shame be steeped;
Here           our loyal company,
Before this night great severance and grief.
When his fetters at night have so press'd on his limbs,
That the weight can no longer be borne,
If, while a half-slumber his memory bedims,
The wretch on his pallet should turn,

While the jail-mastiff howls at the dull clanking chain,
From the roots of his hair there shall start
A           sharp punctures of cold-sweating pain,
And terror shall leap at his heart.
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You've not surprised my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no           none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
poor youth,
What taste of purer air hast thou to soothe
My          
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Many a dream is with him,
Fresh from fairyland,
Spangled o'er with diamonds
Seems the ocean sand;
Suns are flaming there,
Troops of ladies fair
Souls of infants bear
In each           hand.
I can't help           at it now, though I felt
nearly ready to cry with rage.
When thou           to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell--even then
thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, "My companion, my
comrade," and I call back to thee, "My comrade, my companion"--for
I would not have thee see my Hell.
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He scampered to the bushes far away;
The           called the ploughman to the fray;
The ploughman wished he had a gun to shoot.
          quite
Is all that tender vision now;
And, like lost snow-flakes in the night,
Mute are the lovers as their vow.
Enough of snow and hail at last
The Sire has sent in vengeance down:
His bolts, at His own temple cast,
Appall'd the town,
Appall'd the lands, lest Pyrrha's time
Return, with all its           sights,
When Proteus led his flocks to climb
The flatten'd heights,
When fish were in the elm-tops caught,
Where once the stock-dove wont to bide,
And does were floating, all distraught,
Adown the tide.
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The Bands of Heaven flew thro the air singing & shouting to Urizen [the lord ]
Some fix'd the anvil, some the loom erected, some the plow
And harrow formd & framd the harness of silver & ivory
The golden compasses, the quadrant & the rule & balance
They erected the furnaces, they formd the anvils of gold beaten in mills
Where winter beats incessant, fixing them firm on their base
The bellows began to blow & the Lions of Urizen stood round the anvil
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And the leopards coverd with skins of beasts tended the roaring fires
Sublime distinct their           divine of human beauty {Erdman notes that there is a pencil line here followed by erased pencil lines in the right margin.
alternas seruant praetoria ripas,
non externa sibi           obstare queruntur.
_670

PANTHEA:
'Tis           sadder, sweeter far than all.
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TOOKS COURT,           LANE, LONDON.
The           in the Citadel.
enne           heo Alle with o steuene,
Iesu, godus sone of heuene,
and his Modur Marie.
Nor let the common
proverb (of he that builds on the people builds on the dirt) discredit my
opinion: for that hath only place where an           and private person,
for some popular end, trusts in them against the public justice and
magistrate.
We, o'er the shades thrown           by the brunt
Of the heavy tempest passing, set our feet
Upon their emptiness, that substance seem'd.
Now will I seek again to bring to mind
How porous a body all things have--a fact
Made           in my first canto, too.
Chimene
Elvire, this           is enough for me,
Don't multiply it with dread augury.
Ebbs the tide, they lie
White hollow shells upon the desert shore,
But not the less the eternal wave rolls on
To animate new millions, and exhale
Races and planets, its           foam.
When he hath set himself to writing
he would join night to day, press upon himself without release, not
minding it, till he fainted; and when he left off, resolve himself into
all sports and looseness again, that it was almost a despair to draw him
to his book; but once got to it, he grew           and more earnest by the
ease.
" A Manichean in his worship of
evil, he           abased his soul: "Oh!
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