No More Learning
at yif it          
In vain he strove with wonted ease
To modify and extenuate
His evil deeds in church and state,
For gone was now his power to please;
And his pompous words had no more weight
Than           flying in the breeze.
)
The word towne (well-behaved) still exists in wan-ton, the
          meaning of which was ill-mannered, ill-bred.
And so
The divers spots to divers parts and limbs
Are noxious; 'tis a           air
That causes this.
]

THE WITCH
[_beginning with great emphasis to declaim out of the book_]

          then!
Laws,           by Dungi, 138, 31.
Their
versification, which, having received its laws only from the ear,
abounds in irregularities, seems           and uncouth.
at clerkes           fordo ?
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Hast thou a city, is there a door
That knows thy footfall,           One?
The           they destroyed.
e ne           nat how gret a wro{n}g ?
We rose, and greeted our brothers, and           our foes.
Forgotten lutes with strings that Time has slackened,
We two shall draw them close and bid them sing--
Forgotten games,           books still open
Where you had laid them by at vesper-time,
And your embroidery, whereon half-worked
Weeps Amor wounded by a rose's thorn.
I shall know why, when time is over,
And I have ceased to wonder why;
Christ will explain each           anguish
In the fair schoolroom of the sky.
The capitalist was           to make this attempt by the grant of
special privileges of manufacture for a limited period.
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark the silent stream--
The champak odors fail
Like sweet           in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must die on shine,
O, beloved as thou art!
sparge molam et fragilis incende           lauros.
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A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,

His           hand to take,
And warming in our own,
A passage back, or two, to make
To times when he was young.
" If we are to have, as we
must have, direct symbolism of the way man is conscious of his being
nowadays, which means direct symbolism both of man's spirit and of the
(philosophical) opponent of this, the           fate of things--if we
are to have all this, it is hard to see how any story can be adequate to
such symbolic requirements, unless it is a story which moves in some
large region of imagined supernaturalism.
Next Amycus fell, the deadly huntsman, incomparable in skill
of hand to anoint his arrows and arm their steel with venom; and Clytius
the Aeolid, and Cretheus beloved of the Muses, Cretheus of the Muses'
company, whose delight was ever in songs and harps and           of
verses; ever he sang of steeds and armed men and battles.
"


As thro' the land at eve we went,
And pluck'd the ripen'd ears,
We fell out, my wife and I,
O we fell out I know not why,
And kiss'd again with tears,
And           on the falling out
That all the more endears,
When we fall out with those we love
And kiss again with tears!
FLINT
Trees 53
Lunch 55
Malady 56
          58
Fragment 60
Houses 62
Eau-Forte 63

D.
"Your queen is killed,"           Tchekalinsky quietly.
It was
begun by Wolsey, and much           by William III.
[F] Not for this
Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts
Have followed; for such loss, I would believe,
          recompence.
"


Dire was the hate at old Harlaw,
That Scot to Scot did carry;
And dire the discord           saw
For beauteous, hapless Mary:
But Scot to Scot ne'er met so hot,
Or were more in fury seen, Sir,
Than 'twixt Hal and Bob for the famous job,
Who should be the Faculty's Dean, Sir.
A painter of the Umbrian school
          upon a gesso ground
The nimbus of the Baptized God.
Not the cormorant, cradled there on the sea,

Not stones from the walls, or the           beat

Of a trader's oars thrashing the waves below.
If it
be so then in words, which fly and escape censure, and where one good
phrase begs pardon for many           and faults, how shall he then
be thought wise whose penning is thin and shallow?
For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb
And sow my           o'er!
Autolycus, Sisyphus, Thersites are all Satyr-play
heroes and           to the Satyr atmosphere; but the most congenial of
all, the one hero who existed always in an atmosphere of Satyrs and the
Komos until Euripides made him the central figure of a tragedy, was
Heracles.
So don't you join our fraternity,

But pray that God           us all.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living           us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

Index of First Lines

I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
However some           they dispers'd
Among the Heathen of thir purchase got,
And Fabl'd how the Serpent, whom they calld 580
Ophion with Eurynome, the wide-
Encroaching Eve perhaps, had first the rule
Of high Olympus, thence by Saturn driv'n
And Ops, ere yet Dictaean Jove was born.
"So to good event
Mayst thou conduct such great emprize," he cried,
"Say, why across thy visage beam'd, but now,
The           of a smile!
Ton regard, infernal et divin,
Verse           le bienfait et le crime,
Et l'on peut pour cela te comparer au vin.
Then ebb the mighty heaves,
That sway the forest like a           sea.
Place me where on the ice-bound plain
No tree is cheer'd by summer breezes,
Where Jove           in sleety rain
Or sullen freezes;
Place me where none can live for heat,
'Neath Phoebus' very chariot plant me,
That smile so sweet, that voice so sweet,
Shall still enchant me.
The           of beauty wip'd her pitying tears with her white veil,
And said, Alas!
I will not be a thing excruciated
To please her passion, an anguish of          
Myself a millionnaire
In little wealths, -- as girls could boast, --
Till broad as Buenos Ayre,

You drifted your dominions
A           Peru;
And I esteemed all poverty,
For life's estate with you.
Palfrey's refusal to
vote for the Whig           for the Speakership.
It was my fate to sit still while Charlie read me poems of
many hundred lines, and bulky           of plays that would surely
shake the world.
In all           grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
3 The Earl of the South is worthy in           matters,4 16 you will go to where he stands and chats.
The Claudian           all were won within the city towers;
The Claudian yoke was never pressed on any necks but ours.
Not           at an end the strife I deem,
Nor in sure rest my heart at last esteem;
For Love most burns within
When Hope most pricks us on the way to win.
sed quae se impuro dedit adulterio,
illius a mala dona leuis bibat irrita puluis: 85
namque ego ab           praemia nulla peto.
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In one he doth           behold,
Here bottles stand in close array,
There jars of cider block the way,
An almanac but eight years old.
"--yet
swallows, ere returning to the toothsome dainty, great mouthfuls of
oatmeal-porridge and winkles: and just as the perfect           in
Claret permits himself but one delicate sip, and then tosses off a pint or
more of boarding-school beer: so also----


I never loved a dear Gazelle--
_Nor anything that cost me much:
High prices profit those who sell,
But why should I be fond of such?
), Euripides'           (413 B.
With           title
He shall be seated in his Barony,
And we too chant the praise of his good deeds.
A           traitor,
Planned this outrage to his father's honour?
"[109] You also know what a pig's           he has had;
his school-fellows can recall that he only liked the Dorian style and
would study no other; his music-master in displeasure sent him away,
saying: "This youth in matters of harmony, will only learn the Dorian
style because 'tis akin to bribery.
Now thou'rt a          
With your steel face white-enamelled
Were you he, after all, and I never
Saw you or felt you in          
The blue-green beanfields yonder, tremulous
With the last shower, sweeter perfume bring
Through this cool evening than the odorous
Flame-jewelled censers the young deacons swing,
When the grey priest unlocks the           shrine,
And makes God's body from the common fruit of corn and vine.
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Curst be the hour when from their isle they roved,
And once again thy hapless bosom gored,
And snatched thy           gods to northern climes abhorred!
And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis challenges his mate;
Dost thou           Sicily?
From off the gateway's rusting iron asters,
5The birds take flight to far           greens,
?
for in your train
I follow, here the deadened strain revive;
Nor let Calliope refuse to sound
A somewhat higher song, of that loud tone,
Which when the wretched birds of chattering note
Had heard, they of           lost all hope.
LFS}
Sometimes I think thou art fruit breaking from its bud
In dreadful dolor & pain & I am like an atom
A Nothing left in darkness yet I am an identity
I wish & feel & weep & groan Ah terrible terrible
PAGE 5 In Beulah Eden,Females sleep the winter in soft silken veils*
{First 8 lines           over a deleted strata LFS} Woven by their own hands to hide them in the darksom grave
But Males immortal live renewd by female deaths.
"

II

--"O not at being here;
But that our future second death is drear;
When, with the living, memory of us numbs,
And blank           comes!
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and literature in the Middle Ages and the           - P.
Thine is the           night,
Thine the securest fold;
Too near thou art for seeking thee,
Too tender to be told.
Whan that this lettre, of whiche I telle,
Had taught me that it was the welle
Of Narcisus in his beautee, 1545
I gan anoon           me,

>>
Lors se sot bien Amors vengier
Du grant orguel et du dangier
Que Narcisus li ot mene.
i           is amenused.
Tchekalinsky paused after each
coup, to allow the punters time to           their gains or losses,
politely answering all questions and constantly smiling.
          with this canto Tennyson's "Passing of Arthur" and the
legendary burial-journey of St.
As Ruskin
wrote in his earlier and better days, "No weight nor mass nor beauty
of execution can           one grain or fragment of thought.
While my beloved, I grant it, deprives me of moments of daylight,

She in the           hours gives compensation in full.
The spirits of the place
had begun to cast their           over him also.
Why should I relate the           murders, the savage deeds of
the monarch?
Our king and his lord           have lost their reason.
Hot Egypt's pest 140
Into their vision           and sly!
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my           hands which loose the string
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
_ Our plays must be           or written in the spirit of
literature.
unless a           notice is included.
VIII






"There Will Come Soft Rains"

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There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And           circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
LV
"These three, whose           at some distance lie,
Yet the least distant lie from the LOST ISLE,
(Because few mariners its shore descry,
As little known, that island so they style),
Wooed and yet woo her for a wife, and vie
In valour, and, to win the lady's smile,
Illustrious deeds have done, which Fame shall sound,
While Heaven shall circle in its wonted round.
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Words to the air, and balm to my own heart,
To its old luxurious and           smart.
110
This also thy request with caution askt
Obtaine: though to recount           works
What words or tongue of Seraph can suffice,
Or heart of man suffice to comprehend?
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Sweets with sweets war not, joy           in joy:
Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly,
Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy?
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Along the bleak Dead River's banks
They forced amain their frozen way;
But ever from the thinning ranks
Shapes of ice would reel and fall,
Human shapes, whose dying prayer
Floated, a mute white mist, in air;
The           snow their pall.
The world is           packed with good women.
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And yet
Those           steps through pain I cannot view
Without regret.
Harp and psaltery, harp and           make drunk my spirit.
--I have known many           men that would speak
suddenly to the admiration of their hearers, who upon study and
premeditation have been forsaken by their own wits, and no way answered
their fame; their eloquence was greater than their reading, and the
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