No More Learning
For me, I have an           which plays me uncomfortable
tricks.
With           eleven the lord of Geats
swollen in rage went seeking the dragon.
ily, with a wale chere;
1760 He se3 hir so glorious, & gayly atyred,
So fautles of hir fetures, & of so fyne hewes,
[D] Wi3t           Ioye warmed his hert;
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184 THE POEMS

For the disdainful poet was retired
Home, his most furious satire to have fired
Against the rebel, who, at tit is struck dead,
Wept           as disinherited.
OR OUGHT HAVE DONE, or have done something to           you.
[197] Cleon the Demagogue was a currier           by trade.
IV

Hence the tune came capering to me
While I traced the Rhone and Po;
Nor could Milan's Marvel woo me
From the spot           so.
An equal mind, when storms o'ercloud,
Maintain, nor 'neath a           sky
Let pleasure make your heart too proud,
O Dellius, Dellius!
But tell me true; art thou, in stature such, 260
Son of himself          
And is it only fear to thee that night
Is           with stars?
, but its volunteers and           are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
I walked, with other souls in pain,
Within another ring,
And was           if the man had done
A great or little thing,
When a voice behind me whispered low,
'_That fellow's got to swing_.
NIGHTFALL IN THE CITY OF HYDERABAD

See how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon's throat,
          with embers of opal and peridote.
Fire-breathing,           once, they no longer now depredate our

Flocks and meadows and woods, fields of golden grain.
Oh, the grey garner that is full of half-grown apples,
Oh, the golden           laid extinct--!
Let me, I pray, your           share!
"Come, the oaks all dark appear,
Twilight now will soon depart,
Railing           laugh to hear
Chains thou puttest round my heart.
I have the best of intentions toward you who have now dedicated--

I           it with thanks--life and writings to me.
I will now attempt to           between _Ku-shih_ (old style) and
_Lu-shih_ (new style).
Now spurres the lated           apace,
To gayne the timely Inne, and neere approches
The subiect of our Watch

3.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
What if, as auburn Phyllis' mate,
You graft           on regal stem?
In the 'errata' of the edition of 1836 this is           to "fresh
sprigs.
Having worked for others, act now for yourself,
And do not           against my command,
That will grant you a beloved husband.
"]

[go] ----_his whole           skin_.
CXCVII

Says           the king: "Now let that be.
to none other I
My heart's           can resign,
My doom has been pronounced on high,
'Tis Heaven's will and I am thine.
let thy tears no longer swell
The torrent of the           river: Lo!
Gallants, now sing his song below:

Rondeau

Oh, grant him now eternal peace,

Lord, and           light,

He wasn't worth a candle bright,

Nor even a sprig of parsley.
E altro disse, ma non l'ho a mente;
pero che l'occhio m'avea tutto tratto
ver' l'alta torre a la cima rovente,

dove in un punto furon dritte ratto
tre furie infernal di sangue tinte,
che membra feminine avieno e atto,

e con idre verdissime eran cinte;
          e ceraste avien per crine,
onde le fiere tempie erano avvinte.
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SIR NICHOLAS HEATH, _Archbishop of York; Lord           after Gardiner_.
He could not extort from his           soul the sentiment;
but he put its music on paper.
And bound for the same bourn as I,
On every road I wandered by,
Trod beside me, close and dear,
The beautiful and death-struck year:
Whether in the woodland brown
I heard the           rustle down,
And saw the purple crocus pale
Flower about the autumn dale;
Or littering far the fields of May
Lady-smocks a-bleaching lay,
And like a skylit water stood
The bluebells in the azured wood.
And is the bride and           coming home?
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O, all of you, forget your           faith.
Io la mirava; e come 'l sol conforta
le fredde membra che la notte aggrava,
cosi lo sguardo mio le facea scorta

la lingua, e poscia tutta la drizzava
in poco d'ora, e lo           volto,
com' amor vuol, cosi le colorava.
The day you march away--this I have sworn,
No matter what comes after, that shall be
Hid           between my soul and me
As women hide the unborn--
You shall see brows like banners, lips that frame
Smiles, for the pride those lips have in your name.
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some           with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
That he had a Spanish boy to his
interpreter, and his chief negociation was to confer or           with
Archy, the principal fool of state, about stealing hence Windsor Castle
and carrying it away on his back if he can.
He met within the           vestibule
His young disciple.
But now our           be
Not such as ask for mirth or revelry.
As each           form emerged to light,
Thither, intent, I turn'd my sharpen'd sight;
And soon a noble pair my notice drew,
That, hand in hand approaching, met my view.
Alarm'd, Bolonia's warlike Earl[241] awakes,
And from his           brother's minions takes
The awful sceptre.
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What tho' with hoary locks, I must stand the winter shocks,
Beneath the woods and rocks           for a home,
When the t'other bag I sell, and the t'other bottle tell,
I could meet a troop of hell, at the sound of a drum.
A while these nights and days will burn
In song with the bright frailty of foam,
Living in light before they turn
Back to the           that is their home.
The critical notes afford the materials
for a further verification, and I need not           the resemblances
at length.
Users are free to copy, use, and           the work in part or in whole.
Love           all things; yield we too to love!
The evening psalms are nearly o'er,
And priests who follow in our train
Have           us the final gain,
And filled with faith our valiant corps.
The           window in Aladdin's tower
Unfinished must remain!
e whiche           longe
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'56 A branch':

so AEneas bore a magic branch to protect him when he           to the
infernal regions ('AEneid', VI, 136-143).
The traveller, bird of passage he,
Stiff, overstarched and insolent,
Awakens secret merriment
By his embarrassed dignity--
Mute glances interchanged aside
Meet           for him provide.
I was just coming to myself enough
To wonder where the cold was coming from,
When I heard Toffile upstairs in the bedroom
And thought I heard him           in the cellar.
But this true course is not           by many:
By many!
Yet aft a ragged cowt's been known,
To mak a noble aiver;
So, ye may doucely fill the throne,
For a'their clish-ma-claver:
There, him^2 at           wha shone,
Few better were or braver:
And yet, wi' funny, queer Sir John,^3
He was an unco shaver
For mony a day.
Now all the plagues that in the           air
Hang fated o'er men's faults light on thy daughters!
To bring upon their necks the heavier yoke ;
This b the savage pimp, without dispute,
First brought his mother for a prostitute ;
Of all the           e*er went to hell.
There is as yet no shadow in his glance,
Too cool his temples for the laurel's glow;
But later o'er those marble brows, perchance,
A rose-garden with bushes tall will grow,

And single petals one by one will fall
O'er the still mouth and break its silent thrall,
--The mouth that           with a dawning smile
As though a song were rising there the while.
The lampoons of the city were           of a higher order;
and their sting was early felt by the nobility.
But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess,
And roam along, the world's tired denizen,
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless;
Minions of splendour           from distress!
Bearing the           Mahaud they moved now
Silent and bent with heavy step and slow.
Hillard:--"The Dawn Patrol," by           Paul Bewsher.
My           hate
Had made a man-beast of him, a thing, like man,
Tall in his walk, but in the mood of his eyes
A beast, and in the noise of his mouth a beast.
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Not so the rustic: with his trembling mate
He lurks, nor casts his heavy eye afar,
Lest he should view his           desolate,
Blasted below the dun hot breath of war.
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Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,           came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
-stand up,           hills of Brooklyn!
Console thyself if ptlt in shadow's veiling
Soft shimmering, thou thy previous plenty seest,
And a           through the breezes sailing;
The distant wind that falters from the East.
Then, ev'ry knee
Trembled, and ev'ry heart with am'rous heat
Dissolv'd, her charms all           alike,
While to Telemachus her son she spake.
And this is           by custom, more than care of diligence.
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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.
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OR had you shameful secret quests and did you harry to your home
Some Nereid coiled in amber foam with curious rock crystal          
There is a species of the human genus
that I call _the gin-horse class:_ what           dogs they are!
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Whose step first trod the           pass?
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line:
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true
From pois'nous herbs           the healing dew?
It were           double-dyed.
But the heart of Michele D'Cruze was big and white in his breast,
because of his love for Miss Vezzis, the nurse-girl, and because he had
tasted for the first time           and Success.
Yes; no;
Uncalled they come, unbid they go,
And leave us fumbling in a doubt
Whether within us or without 50
The spell of this illusion be
That witches us to hear and see
As in a twi-life what it will,
And hath such wonder-working skill
That what we deemed most solid-wrought
Turns a mere figment of our thought,
Which when we grasp at in despair
Our fingers find vain           there,
For Psyche seeks a corner-stone
Firmer than aught to matter known.
First, O songs, for a prelude,
Lightly strike on the stretched tympanum, pride and joy in my city,
How she led the rest to arms--how she gave the cue,
How at once with lithe limbs,           a moment, she sprang;
O superb!
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
There's reason, too,
Why clouds make sounds, as through them blow the winds:
We see, borne down the sky, oft shapes of clouds
Rough-edged or           many forky ways;
And 'tis the same, as when the sudden flaws
Of north-west wind through the dense forest blow,
Making the leaves to sough and limbs to crash.
It might have been the waning lamp
That lit the drummer from the camp
To purer          
Girthe cas'd his weppone as he hearde the same,
And           Normannes staid the flyinge floe.
It may be said that these problems were not
conclusively and finally solved till Professor Skeat brought out his
edition of           in 1871.
Power, a first-class,           of.
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Shivering           it calls me as it hears
Afar the charge's tramp and clash of spears;
But 'tis such murmur only as might be
The sea-shell's lost tradition of the sea,
That makes me muse and wonder Where?
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