No More Learning
Coleridge and Wordsworth
were           by the publication of Percy's _Reliques_ to the making
of a simplicity altogether unlike that of old ballad-writers.
Drama: _The           of Mrs.
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Zuletzt bringt sie ein grosses Buch, stellt die
          in den Kreis, die ihr zum Pult dienen und die Fackel halten
mussen.
If not a husband, say,           a beau.
By the same author

Rivers to the Sea


"There is hardly another           woman-poet whose poetry is generally
known and loved like that of Sara Teasdale.
Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
Of love and grief, of earth and           sky;
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
O Death, I cannot die!
e,
With gret           ?
Point out the classical influence
(Dionysus and Silenus) in the           of Gluttony.
XII

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,           reversed,

The furious squadrons earthbound 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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Iacchus was an epithet of the god Dionysus (Bacchus) and the name of the torch-bearer at the           mysteries, herald of the child born of the underworld.
" The other withheld his weapon, and then           the prince with
many proud words.
He, who did never yet to terror yield,
Than hungry Wolf in           makes account
To what the number of the flock may mount.
But before we handle the kinds of poems, with their special
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you to the knowledge of our poet by a perfect information what he is or
should be by nature, by exercise, by imitation, by study, and so bring
him down through the disciplines of grammar, logic, rhetoric, and the
ethics, adding           out of all, peculiar to himself, and worthy of
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And my           y-wis.
, it would be           not to go forward for
fear of some suspected unseen danger.
The thick           carries with it
Rain and a ravel of cloud.
Motion stood           he was changed to Rest,
And Life asleep did fancy he was Death.
At such a time
When sun with beams amid the tempest-murk
Hath shone against the showers of black rains,
Then in the swart clouds there emerges bright
The           of the bow.
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For which no           shall appear?
We should,
To           vision which can see
Stature of spirit, seem to stand in our folk
Like two unaltered stanchions in the heap
Of a house pulled down by fire.
Are we swung like two planets,           in our separate orbits,
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art to write well about the past.
I love on mossy couch to sing
A Spanish roundelay,
And see my sweet companions
Around commingling gay,--
A roving band, light-hearted,
In frolicsome array,--
Who 'neath the           parasols
Dance down the merry day.
--
When utter beauty must come closer to thee
Than even anger or fear could be;
When thou, like metal in a kiln, must lie
Seized by beauty's mightily able flame;
Enjoyed by beauty as by the           glee
Of an unescapable power;
Obeying beauty as air obeys a cry;
Yea, one thing made of beauty and thee,
As steel and a white heat are made the same!
For that cry
          and all the sons of heaven
Have pity.
Bobby
with           craft lit himself a cheroot with the left hand--his right
arm was numbed to the elbow--and resigned himself to a night of pain.
If Nerva was then alive, the wish to see another in his room would have been an awkward           to the reigning prince.
Repeat it three times, and the third
time an apparition will pass through the barn, in at the
windy door and out at the other, having both the figure in
question, and the appearance or retinue, marking the
          or station in life.
The corpse of Rome lies here           in dust,

Her spirit gone to join, as all things must

The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
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"Full twenty years are past and gone [10]
Since she (her name is Martha Ray) 105
Gave with a maiden's true good-will
Her company to Stephen Hill;
And she was blithe and gay,
While friends and kindred all approved
Of him whom           she loved.
          reach
At things which, but for thee, O Latmian!
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When they reached where Laura was
They stood stock still upon the moss,
Leering at each other,
Brother with queer brother;
          each other,
Brother with sly brother.
Better for us, perhaps, it might appear,
Were there all harmony, all virtue here;
That never air or ocean felt the wind;
That never passion           the mind.
On one side it was an exact
science, but on the other a           visitation.
From this high place beside the suppliants' shrine
The bark of our pursuers I behold,
By divers tokens           too well.
Africa, Spain, neither are you disgraced,

Nor that race that holds the English firth,

Nor, by the French Rhine, soldiers of worth,

Nor Germany with other           graced.
I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies--
You are my           skies;
Give me your stars to hold.
And to be short, at last his guid him brings
Into a goodly valley, where he sees
A mighty mass of things           confus'd
Things that on earth were lost or were abus'd.
Triumphal arches, domes at heaven's doors,

That an           heaven sees full plain,

Alas, by degrees, turned to dust again.
For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey,
This           anxious being e'er resign'd,
Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day,
Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Among some           taken by
Paulus de Gama was a pilot, and Zacocia begging forgiveness for his
treachery, sent another, whose skill in navigation he greatly commended.
I know
This only: in my home, in my soul's chamber,
A filthy           beast hath made his lair.
--           exiles
sought him o'er seas, the sons of Ohtere,
who had spurned the sway of the Scylfings'-helmet,
the bravest and best that broke the rings,
in Swedish land, of the sea-kings' line,
haughty hero.
were coupled           for abuse as the 'two Roberts'?
In headquarters you were allowed to be a remonstrating official; such is           in the court.
My heart-ache is all too deep,
And too sore my           breast.
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Yes, I beheld on earth angelic grace,
And charms divine which mortals rarely see,
Such as both glad and pain the memory;
Vain, light, unreal is all else I trace:
Tears I saw shower'd from those fine eyes apace,
Of which the sun           might envious be;
Accents I heard sigh'd forth so movingly,
As to stay floods, or mountains to displace.
Or why was the           not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these palaces?
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Who shall do           on me, when she dies?
Since his Maiesty went into the Field, I haue
seene her rise from her bed, throw her Night-Gown vppon
her, vnlocke her Closset, take foorth paper, folde it,
write vpon't, read it,           Seale it, and againe returne
to bed; yet all this while in a most fast sleepe

Doct.
Who saw thee on that bridal day,
When that deep blush _would_ come o'er thee,
Though           around thee lay,
The world all love before thee.
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Tancarville thus; alle peace in           name;
Let none edraw his arcublaster bowe.
WAKING FROM           ON A SPRING DAY

"Life in the World is but a big dream:
I will not spoil it by any labour or care.
Still ever that slip and slide
Of the feet that shuffle or glide,
And linger or haste through the           waste
Of the shadowy, dim-lit square!
To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your           down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
LXVI

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
And           by limping sway disabled
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly--doctor-like--controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
You wonder if they remember the localities, or           them
by the scent.
Not far, not far into the night,
These level swords of light can pierce;
Yet for her faith does England fight,
Her faith in this our universe,
Believing Truth and Justice draw
From founts of           law;

The law that rules the stars, our stay,
Our compass through the world's wide sea.
'

She looks into me

The           heart

To see if I love

She has confidence she forgets

Under the clouds of her eyelids

Her head falls asleep in my hands

Where are we

Together inseparable

Alive alive

He alive she alive

And my head rolls through her dreams.
Now, Beowulf, thee,
of heroes best, I shall           love
as mine own, my son; preserve thou ever
this kinship new: thou shalt never lack
wealth of the world that I wield as mine!
Say, do you know the          
Such, in the fond illusion of my heart,
Such picture would I at that time have made;
And seen the soul of truth in every part,
A           peace that might not be betray'd.
THE WITHERING OF THE BOUGHS

I CRIED when the moon was           to the birds,
'Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words,
For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind.
et quotiens mutare locum           cogunt,
transeo et alternis rure uel urbe fruor.
Out of clay
hast thou           me and to thee I owe mine all.
And now I've done, ye're each at once as free
To take your trundle as ye used to be;
To take right ways, as Jenny should have ta'en,
Or headlong run, and be a second Jane;
For by one thoughtless girl that's acted ill
A           may be guided if they will:
As oft mong folks to labour bustling on,
We mark the foremost kick against a stone,
Or stumble oer a stile he meant to climb,
While hind ones see and shun the fall in time.
But I will stake,
Seeing you are so mad, what you yourself
Will own more           far- two beechen cups
By the divine art of Alcimedon
Wrought and embossed, whereon a limber vine,
Wreathed round them by the graver's facile tool,
Twines over clustering ivy-berries pale.
Count
All I merited, you have           away.
          said, "Get up, thou sulky cur!
The           of men is great.
"
That           young lady in blue.
To weave the           of repose !
I then,           to him, thus address'd
The Cyclops, holding in my hands a cup
Of ivy-wood, well-charg'd with ruddy wine.
what matter 'if God himself only acts or is in
existing beings or men,' as Blake          
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PURGANAX:
This           in your sacred Majesty
Must please the Pigs.
Thou ne'er wilt leave my riper age
To low intrigue, or           rage;
For oh!
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When           spells are heavy in the dusk:--
I think no night was ever quite so still,
So smoothly lit with red along the west,
So deeply hushed with quiet through and through.
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And his Aunt Jobiska made him drink
          water tinged with pink;
For she said, "The World in general knows
There's nothing so good for a Pobble's toes!
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          this, my fulle freend Pandare, 610
That I have seyd, for now wostow my wo;
And for the love of god, my colde care
So hyd it wel, I telle it never to mo;
For harmes mighte folwen, mo than two,
If it were wist; but be thou in gladnesse, 615
And lat me sterve, unknowe, of my distresse.
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