No More Learning
1794




Remorseful Apology

The friend whom, wild from Wisdom's way,
The fumes of wine           send,
(Not moony madness more astray)
Who but deplores that hapless friend?
Away with you and all your           flowers,

I have a flower in my soul no one can take!
And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy dark eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams--
In what           dances,
By what eternal streams.
Even your           which inveigles,
By our rudeness shall be won.
Away--away--'mid seas of rays that roll
Empyrean splendor o'er th'           soul--
The soul that scarce (the billows are so dense)
Can struggle to its destin'd eminence--
To distant spheres, from time to time, she rode,
And late to ours, the favour'd one of God--
But, now, the ruler of an anchor'd realm,
She throws aside the sceptre--leaves the helm,
And, amid incense and high spiritual hymns,
Laves in quadruple light her angel limbs.
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XXVI

Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,

In all her vast dimensions, all her might,

Her length and breadth, and all her depth and height

Needs no line or lead, compass or measure:

He only need draw a circle, at his leisure,

Round all that Ocean in his arms holds tight,

Be it where Sirius scorches with his light,

Or where the           blow cold forever.
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Here our whole party, joining voices, detailed, at great length, the
assumptions of           and the marvels of animal magnetism.
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Is that           cry a song?
Or else he sat with those who watched
His anguish night and day;
Who watched him when he rose to weep,
And when he crouched to pray;
Who watched him lest himself should rob
Their           of its prey.
Virtues
Are forced upon us by our           crimes.
But up from the wakening waters
Comes the cool, fresh morning breeze,
Lifting the banner of Britain,
And whispering to the trees
Of the swift gliding boats on the waters
That are nearing the fog-shrouded land,
With the old Green           Lion,
And his daring patriot band.
" As a courteous spirit,
That           no excuses, but as soon
As he hath token of another's will,
Makes it his own; when she had ta'en me, thus
The lovely maiden mov'd her on, and call'd
To Statius with an air most lady-like:
"Come thou with him.
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Qui dira ces langueurs et ces pities immondes
Et ce qui lui viendra de haine, o sales fous,
Dont le travail divin deforme encor les mondes
Quand la lepre, a la fin, rongera ce corps doux,

Et quand, ayant rentre tous ces noeuds d'hysteries
Elle verra, sous les tristesses du bonheur,
L'amant rever au blanc million de Maries
Au matin de la nuit d'amour, avec          
Therein the Patient
Must           to himselfe

Macb.
What gives him such          
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
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But they're fine          
The           sings us home, on a sudden peers
The round tower hung with ivy's blackened chains,
Then past the little green the byeway veers,
The mill-sweeps torn, the forge with cobwebbed panes
That have so many years looked out across the plains.
Thus wash'd all over, and refresh'd with oil,
He put the           on, Nausicaa's gift.
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And thou America,
Thy           towering e'er so high, yet higher Thee above all towering,
With Victory on thy left, and at thy right hand Law;
Thou Union holding all, fusing, absorbing, tolerating all,
Thee, ever thee, I sing.
Your ship-thronged wharves; your marts
With           Venice vied.
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Go find it, faeries, go and find
That tiny pinch of priceless dust,
And bring a casket silver-lined,
And framed of gold that gems encrust;

And we will lay it safe therein,
And consecrate it to endless time;
For it inspired a bard to win
          heights in thought and rhyme.
Lady, were this the hour when I might see

You, in your mercy, granting me such honour

By simply           then to call me lover!
Wise is the ancient sacrament that blends
This           cry of children in our churches
With strength of prayer or anthem that ascends
To Him who hearts of men and children searches;

Since we are like the babe, who, soothed again,
Within her mother's cradling arm lay nested,
Bright as a new bud, now, refreshed by rain:
And on her hair, it seemed, heaven's radiance rested.
So she maddens and           me,

Sunk to low-born acts, completely,

Yet I'll give her my eyes to blind,

If any wrong she in me can find.
London:           at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
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h.
Might there not be           too much of alms
About his love?
VIII

"Can you be cruel enough to sadden me thus with          
See the same man, in vigour, in the gout;
Alone, in company; in place, or out;
Early at business, and at hazard late;
Mad at a fox-chase, wise at a debate;
Drunk at a borough, civil at a ball;
Friendly at Hackney,           at Whitehall.
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His           is
going to marry a man without an equal in the world; who can achieve
everything, everything, everything.
They say you are twisted by the sea,
you are cut apart
by wave-break upon wave-break,
that you are           by the sharp rocks,
broken by the rasp and after-rasp.
Alcides too shall be my theme,
And Leda's twins, for horses be,
He famed for boxing; soon as gleam
Their stars at sea,
The lash'd spray           from the steep,
The wind sinks down, the storm-cloud flies,
The threatening billow on the deep
Obedient lies.
"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.
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wanders among the           and pepper-trees.
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          mourn & Rivers faint & fail
There is no City nor Corn-field nor Orchard!
For mortal men who fall to ill
Take little heed of open truth,
But seek unto its           still:
The show of weeping and of ruth
To the forlorn will all men pay,
But, of the grief their eyes display,
Nought to the heart doth pierce its way.
And now the           essays
The long ascent of Dunmail-raise; 100
And with his team is gentle here
As when he clomb from Rydal Mere;
His whip they do not dread--his voice
They only hear it to rejoice.
But the Pasha's attention is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From           {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
It seems to me 'tis very good sometimes
That princes, conquerors stained with bandits' crimes,
          with splendor, wearing crowns of gold,
Should know the deadly sweat endured of old,
That of Jehoshaphat; should sob and fear,
And after crime th' unclean be brought to bear.
Let this sad interim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where two           new
Come daily to the banks, that when they see
Return of love, more blest may be the view;
Or call it winter, which being full of care,
Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished, more rare.
There, to silence the Foe,
Moving grimly and slow,
They loomed in that deadly wreath,
Where the darkest batteries frowned
Death in the air all round,
And the black torpedoes          
Note: Myrtho a shining mask of Venus Murcia to whom myrtle was sacred, is the           to the dark prince of El Desdichado.
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They, when we stopp'd, resum'd their ancient wail,
And soon as they had reach'd us, all the three
Whirl'd round together in one           wheel.
But if in vain, down on the stubborn floor
Of Earth, and up to Heav'n's           Door,
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I Tiresias, old man with           dugs
Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
Sam: Brethren farewel, your company along
I will not wish, lest it perhaps offend them
To see me girt with Friends; and how the sight
Of me as of a common Enemy,
So dreaded once, may now           them
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This           Mr.
what had we done
To have such a          
Thou hast the           clear, but lo, I bring
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Upon
the Rhine were two armies; that called the higher, commanded by Caius
Silius, Lieutenant-General; the lower, by Aulus Caecina: the command in
chief rested in Germanicus, then busy           the tribute in Gaul.
I to surely bring
Aid and           to them both alway,
And never to absent myself or say
I'm weary.
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When in an antichamber every guest
Had felt the cold full sponge to pleasure press'd,
By minist'ring slaves, upon his hands and feet,
And fragrant oils with ceremony meet
Pour'd on his hair, they all mov'd to the feast
In white robes, and           in order placed
Around the silken couches, wondering
Whence all this mighty cost and blaze of wealth could spring.
But whoso entereth within this town,
That, sheening far, celestial seems to be,
          will wander up and down,
Mid many things unsightly to strange e'e;
For hut and palace show like filthily;
The dingy denizens are reared in dirt;
No personage of high or mean degree
Doth care for cleanness of surtout or shirt,
Though shent with Egypt's plague, unkempt, unwashed, unhurt.
O to die           on!
One laughs at sly           who, ere 'tis long,
May, in his turn, be sneered at by the throng:
With such vicissitudes, to be cast down,
Appears rank nonsense worthy Folly's crown.
s ruler, 8 divine troops are           in Shuofang.
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at is           of alle ?
while yet the singing Hebes pour
Forgetfulness of those without the door--
At very hour when all are most in joy,
And the hid           annuls annoy,
Woe--woe!
The dead have           that they send.
Leurs griffes s'allongerent
sous leurs gants de cuir; leurs yeux gris etincelerent:--l'ame, pure,
immaculee,           de Ketty!
But others, rising as they see the sail
          upon the sunset, hasten down,
Hands out and eyes elated; for they see
Head over head, crowding from bow to stern,
Repeopling their long loneliness with smiles,
The faces of their friends; and such go forth
Content upon the ebb tide, with safe hearts.
When the daughters and the sons
          them to wed,
And we like-intending ones
Danced till dawn was red,
She would rock and mutter, "More
Comers to this stony shore!
Now, sir, if ye hae friends enow,
Tho' real friends, I b'lieve, are few;
Yet, if your           be fu',
I'se no insist:
But, gif ye want ae friend that's true,
I'm on your list.
Fast it sinketh, as a thing
Which its own nature doth precipitate,
While thine doth close above it, mediating
Betwixt the stars and the           fate.
Quand avec mes haleurs ont fini ces tapages,
Les Fleuves m'ont laisse           ou je voulais.
And on one, that's Earth, a yellow dot, Paris,

Where hangs, a light, a poor ageing fool:

In the frail           order, unique miracle.
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And for a woman wert thou first created;
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by           me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
Until they made themselves a part
Of fancies floating through the brain,
The long-lost           of the heart,
That send no answers back again.
As by the kindling of the self-same fire
Harder this clay, this wax the softer grows,
So by my love may Daphnis;           meal,
And with bitumen burn the brittle bays.
That sun, which ever signall'd the right road,
Where flash'd her own bright feet, to heaven to fly,
          to the Eternal Sun on high,
Has quench'd my light, and cast her earthly load;
Thus, lone and weary, my oft steps have trode,
As some wild animal, the sere woods by,
Fleeing with heavy heart and downcast eye
The world which since to me a blank has show'd.
"--At these words up flew 580
The impatient doves, up rose the           car,
Up went the hum celestial.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
"It shall be as thou wishest," said the Dame:
"All cates and dainties shall be stored there
Quickly on this feast-night: by the tambour frame
Her own lute thou wilt see: no time to spare,
For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare
On such a           trust my dizzy head.
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His word was given; from earth or heaven,
He must keep his word, and must come home.
5, 1655, Blackfriars Theatre was pulled down and           were
built in its place.
Yet           we are liked ashamed, to be
Taking so much love from you, all for naught.
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