No More Learning
Some of the           then made are no longer audible
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SI tineas           pati te, charta, necesse est,
incipe uersiculis ante perire meis.
Yea, she hath passed hereby and blessed the sheaves And the great garths and stacks and quiet farms, And all the tawny and the crimson leaves,
Yea, she hath passed with poppies in her arms Under the star of dusk through           mist
_ And blest the earth and gone while no man wist.
Thou shalt hear the "Never, never," whisper'd by the phantom years,
And a song from out the distance in the ringing of thine ears;

And an eye shall vex thee, looking ancient           on thy pain.
Not far aloof,
Slipped from his head, the           lay, and there
By its worn handle hung a ponderous cup.
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As once we saw the children of the Earth

Pile peak on peak to scale the starry sky,

And fight against the very gods on high,

While Jove to his lightning-bolts gave birth:

Then all in thunder, suddenly reversed,

The furious squadrons           lie,

Heaven glorying, while Earth must sigh,

Jove gaining all the honour and the worth:

So were once seen, in this mortal space,

Rome's Seven Hills raising a haughty face,

Against the very countenance of Heaven:

While now we see the fields, shorn of honour,

Lament their ruin, and the gods secure,

Dreading no more, on high, that fearful leaven.
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Shall live my           Mary.
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ye Danes, now kenne,
I amme yatte Celmonde, seconde yn the fyghte,
Who dydd, atte Watchette, so           youre menne;
I fele myne eyne to swymme yn aeterne nyghte;--
To her be kynde.
give me the streets of          
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Seek not to know which song or saying yields 37
As long as tinted haze the           covered 38
Ye speak of raptures that are void and friendless 39

?
Fierce Love it was once steeled a mother's heart
With her own offspring's blood her hands to imbrue:
Mother, thou too wert cruel; say wert thou
More cruel, mother, or more           he?
_ Thy face           toward the throne is dark;
Thou hast no answer, Zerah.
I scarce can think him such a           thing,
Unless he praise some monster of a king;
Or virtue, or religion turn to sport,
To please a lewd or unbelieving court.
Among the Catholic
families of Queen Anne's day, who formed a little society of their own,
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While ghastly faces through the gloom appear, [146]
Abortive joy, and hope that works in fear; [147]
While prayer contends with silenced agony, [148]
Surely in other thoughts           may die.
" Thereat the light,
That yet was new to me, from the recess,
Where it before was singing, thus began,
As one who joys in kindness: "In that part
Of the deprav'd Italian land, which lies
Between Rialto, and the fountain-springs
Of Brenta and of Piava, there doth rise,
But to no lofty eminence, a hill,
From whence           a firebrand did descend,
That sorely sheet the region.
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Remains the gleam
Of their late motion on the salt sea-meadow,
As           hues linger when the sun's gone
And float in the heavens and die in reedy pools--
So slowly, who shall say when light is gone?
HASSAN:
Even as that moon
Renews itself--

MAHMUD:
Shall we be not          
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Blithe it was to see the twins,
Right goodly youths and tall,
          from Alba Longa
To their old grandsire's hall.
For many           men," said he,
"Were slain in that great victory.
I ha' seen him cow a           men.
And fi*om my Charles to a base gaol me drew ;
My           age exposed to scorn and shame,
To pngs, bawds, whores, was made the public

game.
Men work and think, but women feel;
And so (for I'm a woman, I)
And so I should be glad to die
And cease from           of zeal,
And cease from hope, and cease from dread,
And cease from yearnings without gain,
And cease from all this world of pain,
And be at peace among the dead.
Sweet is the           on the tree,
The stars above the glassy lake,
That from the bottom look at me
Through shadows of the crimping brake.
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Virgil.
" she asked in a           whisper.
TOOKS COURT,           LANE,
LONDON.
(And I Tiresias have           all
Enacted on this same divan or bed;
I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
And walked among the lowest of the dead.
Not with his           his power endeth,
But is as flame that from the gem extendeth.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And           where flowers should be;
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
)
and a most particuller frind and          
Dit a l'autre: Vie et          
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XVI

From that day forth Duessa was his deare,
And highly honourd in his           eye,
He gave her gold and purple pall to weare,
And triple crowne set on her head full hye,
And her endowd with royall majestye: 135
Then for to make her dreaded more of men,
And peoples harts with awfull terrour tye,
A monstrous beast?
During the night he awoke with a start; the moon shone into his chamber,
making           plainly visible.
Il reste des           et des accapareurs.
Run to the           to cast off those scales,
That from your eyes the sight of God conceal.
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No ruddy fires on the hearth,
No brimming           flow.
Hearts, that have borne with me
Worse          
The body of my brother's son
Stood by me knee to knee:
The body and I pull'd at one rope,
But he said nought to me--
And I quak'd to think of my own voice
How           it would be!
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Away I wander'd--all the pleasant hues
Of heaven and earth had faded: deepest shades
Were deepest dungeons; heaths and sunny glades
Were full of           light; our taintless rills
Seem'd sooty, and o'er-spread with upturn'd gills
Of dying fish; the vermeil rose had blown
In frightful scarlet, and its thorns out-grown
Like spiked aloe.
Nicolas) in order to excite himself to that
pitch of           which others reached by cries and "hurlemens.
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Sad case for such a brain to hold
Communion with a           child!
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Altas ondas que venez suz la mar

Deep waves that roll,           the sea,

That high winds, here and there, set free,

What news of my love do you bring to me?
Your castle has a hundred quiet halls,
A hundred chambers, where the shadows lie
On things put by,           long ago.
they busy           with philosophic subtleties.
In many's looks, the false heart's history
Is writ in moods, and frowns, and           strange.
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 mysterious at all

We are the           ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
No longer a useless grief is man's life now;
For           on it, for enjoying it,
A state of barges goes, the state of kings.
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He vows revenge for           blood,
And, spite of Jove, his banks o'erflows,
Uxorious flood.
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Of Earth, and up to Heav'n's           Door,
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Elate with joy we raise the glad acclaim,
And, "River of good signs,"[380] the port we name:
Then, sacred to the angel guide,[381] who led
The young Tobiah to the spousal bed,
And safe return'd him through the           way,
We rear a column[382] on the friendly bay.
--vous rentrez aux cafes eclatants,
Vous           des bocks ou de la limonade.
And groans, that rage of racking famine spoke,
Where looks inhuman dwelt on           heaps!
So shall one           no higher plane
Than nature clothes in color and flesh and tone,
Even from the grave put upward to attain
The dreams youth cherished and missed and might have known;

And that strong need that strove unsatisfied
Toward earthly beauty in all forms it wore,
Not death itself shall utterly divide
From the beloved shapes it thirsted for.
Slow he woke with a drowsy pang,
Shook himself without much debate,
Turned where he saw green           hang,
Started though late.
=           in valor_], 1098.
          made some
excuse for not having brought any money, and began to punt.
Or labour hard the           close,
With all the venal soul of dedicating prose?
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Joachim Du Bellay

The Ruins of Rome

(Les           de Rome)

Joachim du Bellay, French Renaissance poet 16th century

'Joachim du Bellay, French Renaissance poet 16th century'
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Inne gyte of fyre oure hallie churche dheie dyghtes;
Oure sonnes lie storven[88] ynne theyre smethynge gore;
Oppe bie the rootes oure tree of lyfe dheie pyghtes,
Vexynge oure coaste, as           doe the shore.
Though to my           days for ever lost,
In dreams deny me not to see thee here!
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Then must I plunge again into the crowd,
And follow all that Peace           to seek?
He sits down with holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then           takes its root
Underneath his foot.
Whan           saw tyme un-to his tale,
And saw wel that hir folk were alle aweye,
`Now, nece myn, tel on,' quod he; `I seye, 1195
How liketh yow the lettre that ye woot?
It is I, the           drab!
To           Falk-Auerbach.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
Across the travelling landscape evenly drooped and lifted
The           wires, thick ropes of snow in the windless air;
They drooped and paused and lifted again to unseen summits,
Drawing the eyes and soothing them, often, to a drowsy stare.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
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