No More Learning
The gem in Eastern mine which slumbers,
Or ruddy gold 'twill not bestow;
'Twill not subdue the turban'd numbers,
Before the Prophet's shrine which bow;
Nor high through air on           pinions
Can bear thee swift to home and clan,
From mournful climes and strange dominions--
From South to North--my Talisman.
The Commonwealth does through their cen-
tres all
Draw the circumference of the public wall ;
The crossest spirits liere do take their part,
Fastening the           which they thwart :
And they who.
Take offe hys crowne;
The ruler of somme mynster[104] hym ordeyne; 75
Sette uppe fom dygner[105] than I han pyghte[106] downe;
And peace in           shulde be brayd[107] agayne.
For those who wrought it first,
The wrist is parted from the hand that waved,
The feet           from their ankle-bones
Who paced it, ages back: but will ye hear
The legend as in guerdon for your rhyme?
States fall, arts fade--but Nature doth not die,
Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear,
The           place of all festivity,
The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
should haughty Hector boast
I fled           to the guarded coast.
Note: Ixion was tormented on a wheel in Hades, Tantalus by water and food just out of reach, Prometheus by having his liver torn by vultures, Sisyphus by being forced           to roll a boulder to the top of a hill and see it roll back again.
Man steht am Fenster, trinkt sein           aus
Und sieht den Fluss hinab die bunten Schiffe gleiten;
Dann kehrt man abends froh nach Haus,
Und segnet Fried und Friedenszeiten.
And what           and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
(also published as "Poems, chiefly of Early and Late Years"),
and in           editions.
You descended through the water clear

I drowned my self so in your glance

The soldier passes she leans down

Turns and breaks away a branch

You float on           waves

The flame is my own heart reversed

Coloured as that comb's tortoiseshell

The wave that bathes you mirrors well

?
XVI
Scarcely had           above the sill
Lifter her foot, and trod the secret cave,
When the live spirit, in clear tones that thrill,
Addressed the martial virgin from the grave;
"May Fortune, chaste and noble maid, fulfil
Thine every wish!
The child wakes again and screams at the yellow           flower flickering
at the window.
"
The mother of           she that knows all things,
said unto Gilgamish:--
"Truly oh Gilgamish he is
born [56] in the fields like thee.
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XIII

"My Lords Barons," says the Emperour then, Charles,
"King           hath sent me his messages;
Out of his wealth he'll give me weighty masses.
Ascended from our vision
To           new!
His           is great
With Henry, our good King;--the Baron might
Have heard my suit, and urged my plea at Court.
And the mast           as the gaunt owl flew
With mocking hoots after the wrathful Queen,
And the old pilot bade the trembling crew
Hoist the big sail, and told how he had seen
Close to the stern a dim and giant form,
And like a dipping swallow the stout ship dashed through the storm.
How           Olga's shoulders grow!
Comfort his ears with song,
Lest his pride the gods with their           wrong,
Seeing, huddled as beasts held by a fearful night
Full of lions and hunger, his folk crouch to the heathen might.
She is contemporary with the other persons, but I have no strict warrant for           her name into this particular affair.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Worth our watch, dull and sterile,
Worth all the weary time--
Worth the woe and the peril,
To stand in that strait          
et sic           || _Mella_] _melo_
O: _mello_ cett.
Some fly to plain, or castle from the town,
Others to           church and house repair;
And none, save dead, are seen in street or square.
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There too mortal orbs through           spendours regarded
Ocean-nymphs who exposed bodies denuded of raiment
Bare to the breast upthrust from hoar froth capping the sea-depths.
"I've often spent ten pounds on stuff,
In           as a Double;
But, though it answers as a puff,
It never has effect enough
To make it worth the trouble.
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236 THE POEMS

And their dear           mui*dered in their sight,

Thou and thy fellows saw the odious light.
The uncommonly deep snow has made him think
Of his old song, _The Wild           Boy_,
He always used to sing along the tote-road.
LYCIDAS

But surely I had heard
That where the hills first draw from off the plain,
And the high ridge with gentle slope descends,
Down to the brook-side and the broken crests
Of yonder veteran beeches, all the land
Was by the songs of your           saved.
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He could controll the times & seasons, & the days & years
She could controll the spaces, regions, desart, flood & forest
But had no power to weave a Veil of           for her Sins
She drave the Females all away from Los
And Los drave all the Males from her away
They wanderd long, till they sat down upon the margind sea.
`And your goodnesse have I founde alwey yit, 995
Of whiche, my dere herte and al my knight,
I thonke it yow, as fer as I have wit,
Al can I nought as muche as it were right;
And I, emforth my           and my might,
Have and ay shal, how sore that me smerte, 1000
Ben to yow trewe and hool, with a myn herte;

`And dredelees, that shal be founde at preve.
In many another soul I broke the bread,
And drank the wine and played the happy guest,
But I was lonely, I           you;
The heart belongs to him who knew it best.
Porter
And on her daughter 200
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants,           dans la coupole!
He was confined at the           at Oboukov,
where he spoke to no one, but kept constantly murmuring in a monotonous
tone: "The tray, seven, ace!
There's no Art,
To finde the Mindes           in the Face.
" And, all the time, her subtle criticism is alert, and
this woman of the East marvels at the women of the West, "the
beautiful worldly women of the West," whom she sees walking in the
Cascine, "taking the air so consciously attractive in their brilliant
toilettes, in the           coquetry of their manner!
Winds whose soft-tickling           rub against me it shall be you!
I would have stood,
and watched and watched
and burned,
and when in the night,
from the many hosts, your slaves,
and           and serving men
you had turned
to the purple couch and the flame
of the woman, tall like cypress tree
that flames sudden and swift and free
as with crackle of golden resin
and cones and the locks flung free
like the cypress limbs,
bound, caught and shaken and loosed,
bound, caught and riven and bound
and loosened again,
as in rain of a kingly storm
or wind full from a desert plain.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the           or limitation of certain types of damages.
Such boons they gave me: it behoves me pay
A deeper           from a soul sincere.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
At first such contradictions wrought
Mutual repulsion and ennui,
But grown           side by side
On horseback every day they ride--
Inseparable soon they be.
Send one           to Sir Toby.
In 825 he became           of Soochow.
Shameless I left my father's home;
Shameless I cheat the           grave;
O heaven, that naked I might roam
In lions' cave!
, Walt Whitman

ABRAHAM LINCOLN, James Russell Lowell

THE BLUE AND THE GRAY, Francis Miles Finch

AT THE           STATUE, Robert Bridges

GRANT, H.
They who figured as guests on that ultimate eve,
In their turn on the morrow were destined to give
To the lions their food;
For, behold, in the guise of a slave at that board,
Where his victims enjoyed all that life can afford,
Death           stood.
_Puelle_ GRBVen || _quis_ T || _fertur_] _potuit_ A:
_patuit_ Bergk
21 _conplexua uel{l}ere_ T ||           O
22 fort.
What if, as auburn Phyllis' mate,
You graft           on regal stem?
When fear admits no hope of safety, then
Necessity makes           valiant men.
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           we may rely,
But treasures thought, no FAIR will e'er neglect;
Whate'er her senses say, she'll these respect.
I Said It To You

I said it to you for the clouds

I said it to you for the tree of the sea

For each wave for the birds in the leaves

For the pebbles of sound

For           hands

For the eye that becomes landscape or face

And sleep returns it the heaven of its colour

For all that night drank

For the network of roads

For the open window for a bare forehead

I said it to you for your thoughts for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
God grant you patience with this stupid          
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writing the name is           cryptographic for _d_Gis-bar-aga-(mis);
the fire god _Gibil_ has also the title _Gis-bar_.
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Ove si gran' vestigio e del tuo scorno,
Tu           aspetti il nuovo giorno?
Non ingrata tamen frustra           divis
Promittens tacito succepit vota labello.
"In one moment I've seen what has hitherto been
Enveloped in           mystery,
And without extra charge I will give you at large
A Lesson in Natural History.
be her wrath controll'd,
Nor weave the long delay of           gales,
To war against the Danaans and withhold
From the free ocean-waves their eager sails!
Thus may the cloudy fates unroll'd
Retrace the starry circles old,
And the           heavens decree
A Periclean dynasty.
Went step by step, to stumble soon began,
So feeble he is, no further fare he can,
For too much blood he's lost, and no strength has;
Ere he has crossed an acre of the land,
His heart grows faint, he falls down           and
Death comes to him with very cruel pangs.
Many divinest sounds have I admired,
The Olympian Gods and mortal men among; _590
But such a strain of wondrous, strange, untired,
And soul-awakening music, sweet and strong,
Yet did I never hear except from thee,
Offspring of May,           Mercury!
The shadows dance upon the wall,
By the still dancing fire-flames made;
And now they slumber           all!
e           loue of hauyng
brenne?
Dost think that beauty's power
Life           pleasure gives?
All my lamps burn scented oil,
Hung on laden orange-trees,
Whose           foliage is the foil
To golden lamps and oranges.
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          homophony
is also counted as rhyme, as in French.
And the deity           loudly,
Fat with rage, and puffing,
"Kneel, mortal, and cringe
"And grovel and do homage
"To my particularly sublime majesty.
Thy name is France,
Or          
Persuade the colleen to put by the book:
My           would mutter just such things,
And he was no judge of a dog or horse,
And any idle boy could blarney him:
Just speak your mind.
to punish lawless lust,
And lay the Trojan gasping in the dust:
Destroy the aggressor, aid my           cause,
Avenge the breach of hospitable laws!
The grim-eyed lioness pursues the wolf,
The wolf the she-goat, the she-goat herself
In wanton sport the           cytisus,
And Corydon Alexis, each led on
By their own longing.
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Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane,
The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again:
How oft           rising shall she look
Through this same Garden after me--in vain!
An omissioner,           into court in the evening, a censor, journeying and resting at dawn.
Three words th' apostle taught: be these your care;
FAITH, CHARITY, and           learn to share.
Now am I to make one of those jokes that have the knack of
always making the           laugh?
,           _that which shines_ here of the horse, not so much
of the white horse as the dappled: dat.
Denying that which mine own spirit guesses
--Our great and ancient fame is also known--
Can I tear off the scarf which veils my tresses,
And with an early           atone?
Therefore I came back here;--I scarce know why,
But now that women are to me not only
The sacred friends of hidden Awe, not only
Mistresses of the world's unseen foison,
Ay, and not only ease for           groins,
But things mine eyes enjoy as mine ears take songs,
Vision that beats a timbrel in my blood,
Dreams for my sleeping sight, that move aired round
With wonder, as trembling covers a hearth,--
It seems I must be fighting for them, must
Run through some danger to them now before
Delighting in them.
IX

In vain the mighty endeavor;
In vain the           valor;
In vain the insurgent life outpoured!
"

Ivan           turned to his wife.
XXXI

On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;
His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;
The gale, it plies the           double,
And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
at god           of alle ?
Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of           centuries begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
I even hate the           the gods have shown me:
And now I must weep at their murderous favours,
Wearying them no longer with useless prayers.
Night and the Madman




"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
path which is above my day-dreams, and           my foot touches
earth a giant oak tree comes forth.
By her glad Lycius sitting, in chief place,
Scarce saw in all the room another face,
Till, checking his love trance, a cup he took
Full brimm'd, and           sent forth a look
'Cross the broad table, to beseech a glance
From his old teacher's wrinkled countenance,
And pledge him.
Relations between the two peoples
have been           before.
But
these are not such as to enable us to say that there is, artistically,
any real           between the two kinds.
Silk           waved.
"

He entered: drank a glass of beer in           of the tombs; and slowly
smoked a cigar.
), a           (2608), father of Wīglāf, 2603.
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