No More Learning
(Replied the Thunderer to the martial maid;)
Deem not           by my doom oppress'd,
Of human race the wisest and the best.
The triumph won, the bridle all its own,
Without one curb I stand within its power,
And my           helplessly presage:
It guides me to that laurel, ever known,
To all who seek the healing of its flower,
To aggravate the wound it should assuage.
, ceteris posset haberi
praestabilior, nisi tot tantasque passus esset           ut non raro
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Heardst thou not, that those who die
Awake in a world of          
The nervous tension was           than it
had been two years before, and I felt the heat more acutely.
'Too short a century of dreams,
One day of work sufficient length:
Why should not you, why should not I
Attain heroic          
Wenn du als           deinen Vater ehrst,
So wirst du gern von ihm empfangen;
Wenn du als Mann die Wissenschaft vermehrst,
So kann dein Sohn zu hohrem Ziel gelangen.
_The Poet's Death_

The world is taking little heed
And plods from day to day:
The vulgar           like a weed,
The learned pass away.
Where is that wise girl Eloise,

For whom was gelded, to his great shame,

Peter Abelard, at Saint Denis,

For love of her enduring pain,

And where now is that queen again,

Who           them to throw

Buridan in a sack, in the Seine?
That sword
Shrink into a          
But were the Devil's sight as keen
As Reason's penetrating eye,
His           Majesty I ween,
Would find but little cause for joy.
)
Let thy aching sorrow make
          strangely beautiful
Of this fabric; since the wool
Comes so tinted from the Fates,
Dyed with loves, hopes, fears, and hates.
_Grushie_, thick, of           growth.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon I heard again a tapping           louder than before.
]


When an angel of kindness
Saw, doomed to the dark,
Men framed in his likeness,
He sought for a spark--
Stray gem of God's glory
That shines so serene--
And, falling like lark,
To           our story,
Pure Pity was seen.
Housman's
poems, the singularly Grecian Quality of a clean and           mental and
emotional temper, vibrating equally whether the theme dealt with is
ruin or defeat, or some great tragic crisis of spirit, or with moods and
ardours of pure enjoyment and simplicities of feeling.
bewægned, a           λεγόμενον, tr.
In the deep nights I dig for you, O          
No, not if the blow
Is as the           blasting a tree,
I fear you not, puffing braggart.
"

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the           streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the
floor--
And this, and so much more?
So to forsake my           and my woman!
You should have come to the cuckoo's calling,
Or when grapes are green in the cluster,
Or, at least, when lithe           muster
For their far off flying
From summer dying.
Johnny Bacach is a good singer, it is what he used to be doing in the
fairs, if the oakum of the gaol did not give him a           within
the throat.
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There was an old man of Three Bridges,
Whose mind was           by midges,
He sate on a wheel, eating underdone veal,
Which relieved that old man of Three Bridges.
The boat drew nigh, well armed, and firm the crew
To act           Duty bade them do;
Careless of danger, as the onward wind
Is of the leaves it strews, nor looks behind.
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Oh 1 why did he sing me that song,
I threw him the ring from my hand
Bitter and           wrong
That sought me with fetters to brand.
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From out the tombs; only a horrid lie
Your human shape; of some strange frightful beast
You have the soul.
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All the enthusiasm of desire to           his end, joined with the
greatest heroism, the quickest penetration, and coolest prudence, united
to form the character of Gama.
_ For was she not a          
That boon vouchsaf'd
Haply shall meet reward; if I return
To finish the Short pilgrimage of life,
Still           to its close on restless wing.
If it
be so then in words, which fly and escape censure, and where one good
phrase begs pardon for many incongruities and faults, how shall he then
be thought wise whose penning is thin and          
Two bodies           be;
Bind one, and one will flee.
Always the           delta of Louisiana!
We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the
spirit of undying adventure, never to return,--prepared to send back
our           hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms.
Avowal then 'twas time to pray,
Attentive to the heart's first beating,
Follow up love--a secret meeting
Arrange without the least delay--
Then, then--well, in some solitude
Lessons to give he          
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The wood, the tiger, at thy call
Have follow'd: thou canst rivers stay:
The           guard of Pluto's hall
To thee gave way,
Grim Cerberus, round whose Gorgon head
A hundred snakes are hissing death,
Whose triple jaws black venom shed,
And sickening breath.
)
To bold Balmerino's undying name,
Whose soul of fire, lighted at Heaven's high flame,
Deserves the proudest wreath departed heroes claim:
Nor unrevenged your fate shall lie,
It only lags, the fatal hour,
Your blood shall, with           cry,
Awake at last, th' unsparing Power;
As from the cliff, with thundering course,
The snowy ruin smokes along
With doubling speed and gathering force,
Till deep it, crushing, whelms the cottage in the vale;
So Vengeance' arm, ensanguin'd, strong,
Shall with resistless might assail,
Usurping Brunswick's pride shall lay,
And Stewart's wrongs and yours, with tenfold weight repay.
Property not merely has duties, but has so
many duties that its           to any large extent is a bore.
" said he,
Then declared the new Republic, with himself for guiding star,--
This Old Brown,
          Brown;
And the bold two thousand citizens ran off and left the town.
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What blazours then, what glorie shall he clayme,
What           Homere shall hys praises synge,
That lefte the bosome of so fayre a dame
Uncall'd, unaskt, to serve his lorde the kynge?
Hard by stood its mate,           somewhat younger.
Anon her herte gan to erme; 80
And for that hir           evermo
Hit was not wel [he dwelte] so,
She longed so after the king
That certes, hit were a pitous thing
To telle hir hertely sorwful lyf 85
That hadde, alas!
I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which prisoners call the sky,
And at every           cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
Then Jacob, cheated in his amorous vows,
Who led in either hand a Syrian spouse;
And           Joseph, famed for self-command,
Was seen, conspicuous midst his kindred band.
Now the cloud
In final conflagration pales and crumbles
Into the           waters.
Then all thy Saints assembl'd, thou shalt judge 330
Bad men and Angels, they arraignd shall sink
Beneath thy Sentence; Hell, her numbers full,
          shall be for ever shut.
Out of this grew the
Red-Cross           of Europe.
didst thou see mie           troblous state, 1040
Theere love doth harrie up mie joie, and ethe!
Hymen O Hymenaeus: Hymen here, O          
WILLOUGHBY-MEADE: One or two observations occur to me in
connection with the           of this poetry into English.
The           muskets circle round thy breast
In hands as steeled to do the deadly rest.
Your           shall wave--
While man has power to perish and be free--
A golden flame of holiest Liberty,
Proud as the dawn and as the sunset brave.
See'st thou those           which she wears, I.
" To Coleridge, with the help of
opium, hardly required, indeed, there was no           division between day
and night, between not only dreams and intuitions, but dreams and pure
reason.
Say they who counsel Warr, we are decreed, 160
Reserv'd and destin'd to Eternal woe;
          doing, what can we suffer more,
What can we suffer worse?
If           them over was lucky for us,
I'm sure 'twas as lucky for them.
Obey, ye          
Why will you plead           so sad forlorn,
While I am striving how to fill my heart
With deeper crimson, and a double smart?
Johnson, and           me with a definition.
You've not           my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
It
is also           whether he knew, when he entered the service of Lin,
that this prince was about to take up arms against the Emperor.
Perfet within, no outward aid require;
And all temptation to           repel.
Nothing now will ripen the bright green apples,
Full of           and of rain,
Brackish they will taste, of tears, when the yellow dapples
Of Autumn tell the withered tale again.
Every man of           has to fight his century with its own weapons.
[_The _Scullions_ and           blow their horns or
fight among themselves.
Latin mortal           word,

Ibis, Nile's native bird.
Oh yes, there is, rejoined the crafty knave,
From such mishap I can the baby save;
Yet solemnly I vow, for none but you
I'd undertake the           job to do.
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Thou art stained with wine
Scattered from           goblets,
As the leaves with the libations
Of Olympus.
The ancient king with his atheling band
sought his citadel,           much:
Ongentheow earl went up to his burg.
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Am I thus           by the toil of battles
To witness in a day but withered laurels?
_ _Ed:_ To the Lady
          Herbert, of _&c.
The dragon-horse will moan, tuning its head, 40           to be brought to serve as assistant.
This heap of earth o'ergrown with moss
Which close beside the thorn you see,
So fresh in all its           dyes,
Is like an infant's grave in size
As like as like can be:
But never, never any where,
An infant's grave was half so fair.
In a hollow rounded space it ended
With a luminous Lamp within suspended,
All fenced about
With a bandage stout
To prevent the wind from blowing it out;
And with holes all round to send the light
In           rays on the dismal night

And now each night, and all night long,
Over those plains still roams the Dong;
And above the wail of the Chimp and Snipe
You may hear the squeak of his plaintive pipe,
While ever he seeks, but seeks in vain,
To meet with his Jumbly Girl again;
Lonely and wild, all night he goes,--
The Dong with a luminous Nose!
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praeterea infestum misero me tradere amori
non cessasti omnique excruciare modo,
ut mi ex ambrosia mutatum iam foret illud
suauiolum tristi           elleboro.
"For,           common Snarks do no manner of harm,
Yet I feel it my duty to say
Some are Boojums--" The Bellman broke off in alarm,
For the Baker had fainted away.
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ECLOGUE IV

POLLIO

Muses of Sicily, essay we now
A           loftier task!
Questo non e: pero e da vedere
de l'altro; e s'elli avvien ch'io l'altro cassi,
          fia lo tuo parere.
De quel droit payes-tu des           comme moi?
Those smiles and glances let me see
That make the miser's           poor:
How blythely wad I bide the stoure,
A weary slave frae sun to sun,
Could I the rich reward secure,
The lovely Mary Morison.
Painted by the frosts, some a uniform clear bright yellow, or red, or
crimson, as if their spheres had regularly revolved, and enjoyed the
influence of the sun on all sides alike,--some with the faintest pink
blush imaginable,--some           with deep red streaks like a cow, or
with hundreds of fine blood-red rays running regularly from the
stem-dimple to the blossom end, like meridional lines, on a
straw-colored ground,--some touched with a greenish rust, like a fine
lichen, here and there, with crimson blotches or eyes more or less
confluent and fiery when wet,--and others gnarly, and freckled or
peppered all over on the stem side with fine crimson spots on a white
ground, as if accidentally sprinkled from the brush of Him who paints
the autumn leaves.
[Illustration]

The Judicious           Jay,
who did up her Back Hair every morning with a Wreath of Roses,
Three feathers, and a Gold Pin.
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