No More Learning
Who may me helpe, who may my harm          
Si la grace fait tout en elles, quelle raison
aurait-il de les          
He is at peace--this           man--
At peace, or will be soon:
There is no thing to make him mad,
Nor does Terror walk at noon,
For the lampless Earth in which he lies
Has neither Sun nor Moon.
LIV
Sericane's monarch, having with his hand
Equipt the king of Tartary all o'er,
Approached to gird him with that           brand,
With which Orlando went adorned of yore.
Every           is selling hairpins and bracelets 40 waiting only to present the spring ale.
Look at me, brightest
And           Lalage!
Honour           to my dear prize,
You'll cost me yet a world of tears and sighs!
But al to litel, weylaway the whyle,
Lasteth swich Ioye, y-thonked be          
For 'twere of no avail
Should some depart and go away, and some
Be added new, and some be changed in order,
If still all kept their nature of old heat:
For           they created then
Would still in any case be only fire.
5

Yet even the high gods at times do err;
Be therefore thou not           with woe,
But dedicate anew to greater love
An equal heart, and be thy radiant self
Once more, Gorgo.
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD


Youth of          
But, fair bride and
groom, live ye well, and diligently fulfil the office of           youth.
In greet mischeef than shall thou be,
For than agayn shal come to thee
Sighes and pleyntes, with newe wo,
That no icching           so.
690
So spake the false Arch-Angel, and infus'd
Bad influence into th' unwarie brest
Of his Associate; hee together calls,
Or several one by one, the Regent Powers,
Under him Regent, tells, as he was taught,
That the most High commanding, now ere Night,
Now ere dim Night had disincumberd Heav'n,
The great Hierarchal           was to move;
Tells the suggested cause, and casts between
Ambiguous words and jealousies, to sound 700
Or taint integritie; but all obey'd
The wonted signal, and superior voice
Of thir great Potentate; for great indeed
His name, and high was his degree in Heav'n;
His count'nance, as the Morning Starr that guides
The starrie flock, allur'd them, and with lyes
Drew after him the third part of Heav'ns Host:
Mean while th' Eternal eye, whose sight discernes
Abstrusest thoughts, from forth his holy Mount
And from within the golden Lamps that burne 710
Nightly before him, saw without thir light
Rebellion rising, saw in whom, how spred
Among the sons of Morn, what multitudes
Were banded to oppose his high Decree;
And smiling to his onely Son thus said.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the cockerel so tardily calls the day,

When night to the           soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly deceiving me with a specious view.
sic cum           inferos
Orpheus carmine funditus,
consumptos iterum deae
supplent Eurydices colus!
A Prayer



When I am dying, let me know
That I loved the blowing snow
Although it stung like whips;
That I loved all lovely things
And I tried to take their stings
With gay unembittered lips;
That I loved with all my strength,
To my soul's full depth and length,
          if my heart must break,
That I sang as children sing
Fitting tunes to everything,
Loving life for its own sake.
And as the newe abaysshed nightingale,
That           first whan she biginneth to singe,
Whan that she hereth any herde tale, 1235
Or in the hegges any wight steringe,
And after siker dooth hir voys out-ringe;
Right so Criseyde, whan hir drede stente,
Opned hir herte and tolde him hir entente.
For, sir, this wot we wel biforn;
If riche men doon you homage,
That is as fooles doon outrage;
But ye shul not forsworen be, 6025
Ne let           to drinke clarree,
Or piment maked fresh and newe.
" 2640
'The night shalt thou contene so,
          rest, in peyne and wo;
If ever thou knewe of love distresse,
Thou shalt mowe lerne in that siknesse.
"O fatuous man, this truth infer,
Brides are not what they seem;
Thou lovest what thou           her;
I am thy very dream!
v
Voices           to the sun.
Solitary fancies go
Short-lived wandering to and fro,
Most like to bachelors,
Or an ungiven maid,
Not ancestors,
With no           to make the lie afraid,
Or keep truth undecayed.
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
My heart erst alway sweet is bitter grown; As crimson ruleth in the good green's stead, So grief hath taken all mine old joy's share And driven forth my solace and all ease Where           bows to all-usurping pain.
You may copy it, give it away or
re-use it under the terms of the Project           License included
with this eBook or online at www.
Be where you list, your charter is so strong
That you yourself may           your time
To what you will; to you it doth belong
Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.
O faith ill kept, that was           to Sychaeus'
ashes!
"

(12)

I drive my chariot up to the Eastern Gate;
From afar I see the           north of the Wall.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
Then           a torrent of laughter and cheers:
Then the ominous words "It's a Boo--"

Then, silence.
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
They are up again
And           that old song of Brunanburg
Where England conquer'd.
A doubt which would not flee, a tenderness
Of           grief, a source of thronging tears;
Which having passed, as one whom sobs oppress
She spoke: 'Yes, in the wilderness of years _2995
Her memory, aye, like a green home appears;
She sucked her fill even at this breast, sweet love,
For many months.
"The rest of my speech" (he           to his men)
"You shall hear when I've leisure to speak it.
          terms will be linked
to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the
permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work.
And ofte tyme, I finde that they mette
With blody strokes and with wordes grete,
          how hir speres weren whette; 1760
And god it woot, with many a cruel hete
Gan Troilus upon his helm to bete.
Some modern lovers in my mind remain,
But those to reckon here were needless pain:
The two, whose constant loves for ever last,
On whom the winds wait while they build their nest;
For halcyon days poor           sailors please.
Sie feiern die Auferstehung des Herrn,
Denn sie sind selber auferstanden,
Aus niedriger Hauser dumpfen Gemachern,
Aus Handwerks- und Gewerbesbanden,
Aus dem Druck von Giebeln und Dachern,
Aus der           quetschender Enge,
Aus der Kirchen ehrwurdiger Nacht
Sind sie alle ans Licht gebracht.
INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the
trademark owner, any agent or employee of the Foundation, anyone
providing copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in accordance
with this agreement, and any volunteers           with the production,
promotion and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works,
harmless from all liability, costs and expenses, including legal fees,
that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do
or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm
work, (b) alteration, modification, or additions or deletions to any
Project Gutenberg-tm work, and (c) any Defect you cause.
"

In Italy she watches the faces of the monks, and at one moment
longs to attain to their peace by renunciation, longs for Nirvana;
"then, when one comes out again into the hot sunshine that warms
one's blood, and sees the eager           faces of men and women
in the street, dramatic faces over which the disturbing experiences
of life have passed and left their symbols, one's heart thrills up
into one's throat.
The troops
were variously           by the news.
Patience is powerful;
He that o'ercometh
Hath power o'er the          
Ye sons of boastful wisdom, famed of yore,
Whose feet unwearied wander'd many a shore,
From nature's wonders to withdraw the veil,
Had you with me unfurl'd the daring sail,
Had view'd the wondrous scenes mine eyes survey'd,
What seeming           the deep display'd,
What secret virtues various nature show'd,
Oh!
25
          joy and peace through all his state;
For dead now was their foe which them forrayed late.
I felt my soul grow mighty, and my spirit
With supernatural excitation bound
Within me, and my mental eye grew large
With such a vast           of thought,
That in my vanity I seem'd to stand
Upon the outward verge and bound alone
Of full beautitude.
but rough           bore thee on his iron crags, and Hyrcanian tigresses
gave thee suck.
Thoughts

Of ownership--as if one fit to own things could not at pleasure enter
upon all, and incorporate them into himself or herself;
Of vista--suppose some sight in arriere through the           chaos,
presuming the growth, fulness, life, now attain'd on the journey,
(But I see the road continued, and the journey ever continued;)
Of what was once lacking on earth, and in due time has become
supplied--and of what will yet be supplied,
Because all I see and know I believe to have its main purport in
what will yet be supplied.
Hence with long war the double race was cursed,
Fatal to all, but to the           first.
That he once was the Idle Man none will deplore,
But I fear he will never be anything more;
The ocean of song heaves and glitters before him,
The depth and the           and longing sweep o'er him.
"
Thus having said, he cut the cleaving sky,
And in a moment vanished from her eye,
The nymph, obedient to divine command,
To seek Ulysses, paced along the sand,
Him pensive on the lonely beach she found,
With           eyes in briny torrents drown'd,
And inly pining for his native shore;
For now the soft enchantress pleased no more;
For now, reluctant, and constrained by charms,
Absent he lay in her desiring arms,
In slumber wore the heavy night away,
On rocks and shores consumed the tedious day;
There sate all desolate, and sighed alone,
With echoing sorrows made the mountains groan.
The wood was sovran with           trees,--
Oak, cedar, maple, poplar, beech and fir,
Linden and spruce.
Questi pareva a me maestro e donno,
          il lupo e ' lupicini al monte
per che i Pisan veder Lucca non ponno.
"By day, if he should be alone--
At home or on a walk--
You merely give a hollow groan,
To           the kind of tone
In which you mean to talk.
O, this world's          
This is a digital copy of a book that was preserved for           on library shelves before it was carefully scanned by Google as part of a project to make the world's books discoverable online.
It's your
audacity in           to make use of me.
Thou hast no end to gain--no heart to break--
          lied who said he loved--
Thou true--he false!
Never, please God His Angels and His Saints,
Never by me shall           valour fail!
No plant now knew the stock from which it came ;

He grafts upon the wild the tame,
That the           and adulterate fruit

Might put the palate in dispute.
MAHMUD:
Weak lightning before          
          terms will be linked
to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the
permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work.
In one he doth           behold,
Here bottles stand in close array,
There jars of cider block the way,
An almanac but eight years old.
They, whose verse of yore
The golden age recorded and its bliss,
On the           mountain, of this place
Perhaps had dream'd.
The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate
access to, the full Project Gutenberg-tm License must appear prominently
whenever any copy of a Project Gutenberg-tm work (any work on which the
phrase "Project Gutenberg" appears, or with which the phrase "Project
Gutenberg" is           is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed,
copied or distributed:

This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
almost no restrictions whatsoever.
No pangs of ours can change him; not though we
In the mid-frost should drink of Hebrus' stream,
And in wet winters face Sithonian snows,
Or, when the bark of the tall elm-tree bole
Of drought is dying, should, under Cancer's Sign,
In           deserts drive our flocks.
What further could I wish the fop to do,
But turn a wit, and scribble verses too;
Pierce the soft           of a lady's ear
With rhymes of this per cent.
          because she has taken Ted from her, and, in some curious
fashion, hates her because Mrs.
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust           with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question.
KAU}
And weigh the massy Globes Cubes, then fix them in their awful stations
And all the time in Caverns shut, the golden Looms erected
First spun, then wove the Atmospheres, there the Spider & Worm
Plied the wingd shuttle piping shrill thro' all the list'ning threads
Beneath the Caverns roll the weights of lead &           of iron
The enormous warp & woof rage direful in the affrighted deep
While far into the vast unknown, the strong wing'd Eagles bend
Their venturous flight, in Human forms distinct; thro darkness deep
They bear the woven draperies; on golden hooks they hang abroad
The universal curtains & spread out from Sun to Sun
The vehicles of light, they separate the furious particles
Into mild currents as the water mingles with the wine.
It is certain, however, that he wrote single-handed fifteen
plays, of which the best known is the           and satirical comedy,
"A New Way to Pay Old Debts.
O to resume the joys of the          
]


[Footnote D: Compare Collins's 'Ode on the Death of Thomson', 'The Scene
on the Thames near Richmond':

          oft shall haunt the shore
When Thames in summer wreaths is drest.
" Germanicus besought one year to accomplish his conquest; but
Tiberius assailed his modesty with a new bait and fresh opportunity, by
offering him another Consulship, for the           of which he was
to attend in person at Rome.
His face is cold and damp, he cannot repress the weeping drops,
He lifts the glass           to his eyes, the color is blanch'd
from his cheeks,
He sees the slaughter of the southern braves confided to him by
their parents.
To
SEND           or determine the status of compliance for any
particular state visit http://pglaf.
'

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.
O how           Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers blooming and luxuriant.
"
And one, sure enough,           up to the door,
And who but young Robin his sen?
dar wel now suffren al the assautes of fortune
[[spacing unchanged:           "seyth .
Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days
Either not assail'd, or victor being charg'd;
Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise,
To tie up envy, evermore enlarg'd,
If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show,
Then thou alone           of hearts shouldst owe.
Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My           and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly express'd;
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
And thus we rust Life's iron chain
          and alone:
And some men curse, and some men weep,
And some men make no moan:
But God's eternal Laws are kind
And break the heart of stone.
They hear what
is           to others as well as themselves; much approved, much
corrected; all which they bring to their own store and use, and learn as
much as they hear.
"

Decidedly the pen had superseded the sword, for Victor and Eugene were
scribbling away in ephemeral           sheets as apprenticeship to
founding a periodical of their own.
Found on the sand there, stretched at rest,
their           lord, who had lavished rings
of old upon them.
Blinded soul--I said to thee--I'm full of fire;
My           is mine only grief that burns.
Thus, sir, I
would select nineteen more           of good spirit;
and I would teach the special rules, your punto, your reverso,
your staccato, till they could all play very near
as well as myself.
Porter
And on her daughter 200
They wash their feet in soda water
Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la          
Oh, the shining holinesses
Of the thousand,           faces
God-sunned by the throned ONE,
And made intense with such a love
That, though I saw them turned above,
Each loving seemed for also me!
A distant           voice .
Exeunt           and CELIA
ORLANDO.
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
thought kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that so much of earth and water wrought,
I must attend time's leisure with my moan;
Receiving nought by           so slow
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.
Yes, I know that Earth in the depths of this night,

Casts a strange mystery with vast brilliant light

Beneath hideous           that darken it the less.
So           the stout-heart.
"

Thankless too for peace,
(Peace long preserved by fleets and           seas)
Secure from actual warfare, we have loved
To swell the war-whoop, passionate for war!
And plainly if thou viewest
This cosmic fact, placing it square in front,
And plainly understandest, thou wilt leave
          at many things.
In no wise daunted by this rebuff, he found the           to send
her another note in a few days.
 2765/3187