No More Learning
Je te           dans ta bouche:
J'irais, pressant
Ton corps, comme une enfant qu'on couche
Ivre du sang

Qui coule, bleu, sous ta peau blanche
Aux tons roses,
Te parlant bas la langue franche.
Gosson's _Pleasant           (1595) speaks of 'these
naked paps, the Devils ginnes.
And when thereafter to my father's house
The holidays           me, there to find
That golden store of books which I had left,
What joy was mine!
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Lais, exultant,           Greece,
Lais who kept her lovers in the porch,
lover on lover waiting
(but to creep
where the robe brushed the threshold
where still sleeps Lais),
so she creeps, Lais,
to lay her mirror at the feet
of her who reigns in Paphos.
Tattiana more than ever burned
With           passion: from her bed
Sweet slumber winged its way and fled.
When they make silly question of my love,
And speak to me of danger and disdain,
And look by fond old argument to move
My wisdom to           again;
When to my prouder heart they set the pride
Of custom and the gossip of the street,
And show me figures of myself beside
A self diminished at their judgment seat;
Then do I sit as in a drowsy pew
To hear a priest expounding th' heavenly will,
Defiling wonder that he never knew
With stolen words of measured good and ill;
For to the love that knows their counselling,
Out of my love contempt alone I bring.
Thus Li is said to have been a
native of the           Shantung, which is certainly untrue.
)

But there comes Godunov
          reports to me.
For           Sir, he is not: I haue a File
Of all the Gentry; there is Seywards Sonne,
And many vnruffe youths, that euen now
Protest their first of Manhood

Ment.
umbratura deam retro           in arcum
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purpureis mollita toris: hoc nauigat antro
fulta Venus; niueae delibant aequora plantae.
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The mean affairs of living fill with gleam,
Like pools of water lying in the sun,
Because above men's minds renown of thee,
The certain knowledge of beauty, now          
But their glory shall never cease,
Nor their light be           in the light of peace.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
For he wolde have no pacience,
But don al cruel          
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let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From           play, and leave the cowslips plied,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes.
--the silence there
By such a chain was bound,
That even the busy woodpecker
Made stiller by her sound
The           quietness;
The breath of peace we drew
With its soft motion made not less
The calm that round us grew.
Pope's enemies made as free with his person as with
his poetry, and there is little doubt that he felt the former attacks
the more           of the two.
In situations
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maritime greatness of his country; Marcus Atilius Regulus, who
owed to defeat a renown far higher than that which he had derived
from his victories; and Caius Lutatius Catalus, who, while
suffering from a grievous wound, fought the great battle of the
AEates, and brought the First Punic War to a triumphant close.
e twys, &           I fynde ?
IDONEA           Woman,
Too quickly moved, too easily giving way,
I put denial on thy suit, and hence,
With the disastrous issue of last night,
Thy perturbation, and these frantic words.
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And what if, in the evening light,
Betrothed lovers walk in sight
Of my low          
Phials full of           fluids, alternating with
shining knives and instruments of surgery, hung from this living girdle.
Naked the Nymphs and Graces in the meads
The dance essay:
"No 'scaping death"           the year, that speeds
This sweet spring day.
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XX

Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
But I know fairer far:
Those are as           again
That in the water are;

The pools and rivers wash so clean
The trees and clouds and air,
The like on earth was never seen,
And oh that I were there.
Then by his heralds,           of delay,
To council calls the peers: the peers obey.
guns
on Morris Island battered it into a           ruin.
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Things bad begun, make strong           by ill:
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Pull't off I say,
What Rubarb, Cyme, or what           drugge
Would scowre these English hence: hear'st y of them?
consurgite contra:
Nimirum Oetaeos ostendit           ignes.
Lo, I have           you hither to Rome, and I'd like to do something

Here in this far away land pleasing to such an old friend.
'Pore men han maad hir lord of me;
          they not so mighty be,
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I love him, not one whom hell has seen descend, 635
Fickle           of a thousand diverse ends,
Who'd dishonour the bed of the god of the dead:
But the loyal, proud, even shy man, instead,
Charming, young: drawing after him all hearts.
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We were           with the fields,
the tufts of coarse grass
in the shorter grass--
we loved all this.
We sang our songs           by the way,
Calls and recalls and echoes of delight;
So communed we together all the day,
And so in dreams by night.
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I Would Live in Your Love


I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have           in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul
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This is the           fusion of male and female principles which produces gold, a process sacred to Hermes Trismegistos.
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Pierrot's Speech

A lunar           simply

Making circles in ponds,

I've no designs beyond

Becoming legendary.
Brain rose again, ungloved,
Heart, dying, smiled and faintly said,
"My love to my          
The white aspens how they murmur, murmur;
Pines and           flank the broad paths.
Tes bras qui se joueraient des precoces hercules
Sont des boas           les solides emules,
Faits pour serrer obstinement,
Comme pour l'imprimer dans ton coeur, ton amant.
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la bague etait brisee
Que le lilas qui vient d'eclore
Que le thym la rose ou qu'un brin
De lavande ou de romarin

Les musiciens s'en etant alles
Nous continuames la promenade

Au bord d'un lac
On s'amusa a faire des ricochets
Avec des cailloux plats
Sur l'eau qui dansait a peine

Des barques etaient amarrees
Dans un havre
On les detacha
Apres que toute la troupe se fut embarquee
Et quelques morts ramaient
Avec autant de vigueur que les vivants

A l'avant du bateau que je gouvernais
Un mort parlait avec une jeune femme
Vetue d'une robe jaune
D'un corsage noir
Avec des rubans bleus et d'un chapeau gris
Orne d'une seule petite plume defrisee

Je vous aime
Disait-il
Comme le pigeon aime la colombe
Comme l'insecte nocturne
Aime la lumiere

Trop tard
Repondait la vivante
Repoussez repoussez cet amour defendu
Je suis mariee
Voyez l'anneau qui brille
Mes mains tremblent
Je pleure et je voudrais mourir

Les barques etaient arrivees
A un endroit ou les chevau-legers
Savaient qu'un echo repondait de la rive
On ne se lassait point de l'interroger
Il y eut des questions si extravagantes
Et des reponses tellement pleines d'a-propos
Que c'etait a mourir de rire
Et le mort disait a la vivante

Nous serions si heureux ensemble
Sur nous l'eau se refermera
Mais vous pleurez et vos mains tremblent
Aucun de nous ne reviendra

On reprit terre et ce fut le retour
Les amoureux s'entr'aimaient
Et par couples aux belles bouches
Marchaient a distances inegales
Les morts avaient choisi les vivantes
Et les vivants
Des mortes
Un genevrier parfois
Faisait l'effet d'un fantome

Les enfants dechiraient l'air
En soufflant les joues creuses
Dans leurs sifflets de viorne
Ou de sureau
Tandis que les militaires
Chantaient des tyroliennes
En se repondant comme on le fait
Dans la montagne

Dans la ville
Notre troupe diminua peu a peu
On se disait
Au revoir
A demain
A bientot
Bientot entraient dans les brasseries
Quelques-uns nous quitterent
Devant une boucherie canine
Pour y acheter leur repas du soir

Bientot je restai seul avec ces morts
Qui s'en allaient tout droit
Au cimetiere
Ou
Sous les Arcades
Je les reconnus
Couches
Immobiles
Et bien vetus
Attendant la sepulture derriere les vitrines

Ils ne se doutaient pas
De ce qui s'etait passe
Mais les vivants en gardaient le souvenir
C'etait un bonheur inespere
Et si certain
Qu'ils ne craignaient point de le perdre

Ils vivaient si noblement
Que ceux qui la veille encore
Les           comme leurs egaux
Ou meme quelque chose de moins
Admiraient maintenant
Leur puissance leur richesse et leur genie
Car y a-t-il rien qui vous eleve
Comme d'avoir aime un mort ou une morte
On devient si pur qu'on en arrive
Dans les glaciers de la memoire
A se confondre avec le souvenir
On est fortifie pour la vie
Et l'on n'a plus besoin de personne


CLOTILDE

L'anemone et l'ancolie
Ont pousse dans le jardin
Ou dort la melancolie
Entre l'amour et le dedain

Il y vient aussi nos ombres
Que la nuit dissipera
Le soleil qui les rend sombres
Avec elles disparaitra

Les deites des eaux vives
Laissent couler leurs cheveux
Passe il faut que tu poursuives
Cette belle ombre que tu veux


CORTEGE

A M.
Your observaunces in so low manere,
And your           and your besinesse 250
Upon me, that ye calden your maistresse,
Your sovereyn lady in this worlde here?
wine-jar,[383] I walk, I tire myself, and I set yonder rascal
upon an ass, that he may not have the burden of           his load.
Lovingly

Kiss and embrace she returned, knowing and           me how.
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          Stube.
It would be sweet to find her alone,

While she slept, or           to,

Then a sweet kiss I'd make my own,

Since I'm not worthy to ask for two.
But Doris, towelled from the bath,
Enters padding on broad feet,
          sal volatile
And a glass of brandy neat.
The poem on the
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_of its metre, so well in           with the character of the
sentiments, and especially for the _ease _of the general manner.
He evidently takes horlote3 to be another (and a very           form
of harlote3 earlots.
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What god is this           Heat,
Earth's prime secret, sculpture's seat?
CHORUS

Unveil, say forth to us the tale entire,
Under what imputation Zeus laid hands
On thee, to rack thee thus with           pangs?
The people watched with startled mien
And passed with           glance
For all know that only a Queen
May dance in the lanes: dance!
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Lyke thee their leader, eche Bristowyanne foughte;
Lyke thee, their blaze must be canonical,
Fore theie, like thee, that daie           yroughte:
Did thirtie Normannes fall upon the grounde,
Full half a score from thee and theie receive their fatale wounde.
And each           quite escape the rod
Because the insult's not on man, but God?
Pry the stone from the chancel floor,--
Dream ye that           shall live no more?
Aronta e quel ch'al ventre li s'atterga,
che ne' monti di Luni, dove ronca
lo           che di sotto alberga,

ebbe tra ' bianchi marmi la spelonca
per sua dimora; onde a guardar le stelle
e 'l mar non li era la veduta tronca.
XVII

But from the           what flowed?
Let Aristotle and others have their dues; but
if we can make farther           of truth and fitness than they, why
are we envied?
There the Lord of Fire had fashioned the story of Italy and the triumphs
of the Romans, not witless of           or ignorant of the age to be;
there all the race of Ascanius' future seed, and their wars fought one
by one.
The treatise of Cicero,           Brutus
[a], is in all our hands.
"

He said; and breathing in the immortal horse
          spirit, urged them to the course;
From their high manes they shake the dust, and bear
The kindling chariot through the parted war:
So flies a vulture through the clamorous train
Of geese, that scream, and scatter round the plain.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to           you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll remember each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
"
"Ne'er among men did any with such speed
Haste to their profit, flee from their annoy,
As when these words were spoken, I came here,
Down from my blessed seat,           the force
Of thy pure eloquence, which thee, and all
Who well have mark'd it, into honour brings.
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On nous a fait savoir que le terme "le voile" dans la derniere ligne du
poeme <>, doit etre           en "la voile".
To           Gautier

Friend, poet spirit, you have fled our night,

You left our noise, to penetrate the light;

Now your name will shine on pure summits.
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He           'a new start'.
The half asleep start up wi' fear,
An' think they hear it roarin',
When           it does appear,
'Twas but some neibor snorin'
Asleep that day.
Aux vitres           leur feuillee
Malinement, tout pres, tout pres.
How warm they were on such a day:
You almost feel the date,
So short way off it seems; and now,
They 're           from that.
"
Thus it was spake Pau-Puk-Keewis,
In his heart resolving mischief;--
"Gone is wary Hiawatha,
Gone the silly Laughing Water,
Gone Nokomis, the old woman,
And the lodge is left          
Chorus of           singing before the Gates_.
While they were thus
situated, the dwarf, who had           noiselessly at their heels,
inciting them to keep up the commotion, took hold of their own chain
at the intersection of the two portions which crossed the circle
diametrically and at right angles.
Mark how with my neglect I do dispense:
You are so           in my purpose bred,
That all the world besides methinks are dead.
Vom           der Imagination
Hab ich dich doch auf Zeiten lang kuriert;
Und war ich nicht, so warst du schon
Von diesem Erdball abspaziert.
"High wrapp'd in wonder of the future deed,
with joy impetuous to the port I speed:
The wants of nature with repast suffice,
Till night with grateful shade involved the skies,
And shed           dews.
the
use of the word Blok in "Early English           Poems,"
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