No More Learning
Currite           subtegmina, currite, fusi.
Chimene
Elvire, this           is enough for me,
Don't multiply it with dread augury.
Another Salamis in           air
Shall yet arise.
That they might fear thee more, or love thee less,
Who in the           of thy loveliness
Seem wasting, yet to mortal combat dare!
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Lords and barons, firmly your ground          
This is the end of human beauty:

Shrivelled arms, hands warped like feet:

The           hunched up utterly:

Breasts.
hic futuit multas et se facit esse uenustum,
et non pistrino           atque asino?
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Dead though he may be, you still see Theseus:
Your soul is forever           with love of him.
is worlde is           by god.
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The flattered great may clamours raise
Of power, and their own           hide,
But death shall find unlooked-for ways
To end the farce of pride,

An arrow hurtled eer so high,
From een a giant's sinewy strength,
In Time's untraced eternity
Goes but a pigmy length;
Nay, whirring from the tortured string,
With all its pomp of hurried flight,
Tis by the skylark's little wing
Outmeasured in its height.
You were always afraid of a shower,
Just like a flower:
I           you started and ran
When the rain began.
i           vp ?
Thou           heavy on the heart within,
Weigh heavy on my eyelids--let me die.
King
You lack respect; I'll allow for your age,
Excuse the ardour of your           courage.
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and praised the lineaments of the torse.
"

Stung to the heart the           Hector hears,
But just reproof with decent silence bears.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my           reeks.
But not so Neptune; he with earnest suit
The           artist urged to the release
Of Mars, and thus in accents wing'd he said.
' too,

And into the grassy ditch's tomb

Fall great and small to their doom,

Seeing the corpses twice run through

By lances on which           loom.
No harbor shall hide her -- heed my          
From these to have escap'd           not.
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Ne dar to Love, for myn unlyklinesse,
Preyen for speed, al sholde I therfor sterve,
So fer am I fro his help in derknesse;
But nathelees, if this may doon gladnesse
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Have he my thank, and myn be this travayle!
"Ah, the cities," cried he, "and the faces Like an endless river rolling on —
From what unknown deeps of being risen
All those myriads, to what shadowy coast
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new-found, beloved, and strong to hold from harm,
          to these across the seas the shield of her sovereign arm,
Who summoned the guns of her sailor sons, who bade her navies roam,
Who calls again to the leagues of main, and who calls them this
time home!
is metyng--
To           he take?
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row,
Which when her lovely           shows,
They look like rose-buds fill'd with snow:
Yet them no peer nor prince can buy
Till Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry.
So though ther nere comfort noon but this,
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Can I pour thy wine
While my hands          
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But I provide a pretext for revolt
And war; and this is all they need; and thee,
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Squirrel, mount yon oak so high,
To its twig that next the sky
Bends and           as a flower!
Lastly, he is very young, and is swept away by his
sister's           nature.
[s7]
The dry leaves stir as with the serpent's walk,
And, far beneath,           voices talk;
Behind her hill, [s8] the Moon, all crimson, rides,
And his red eyes the slinking Water hides.
Save where some solitary column mourns
Above its prostrate           of the cave;
Save where Tritonia's airy shrine adorns
Colonna's cliff, and gleams along the wave;
Save o'er some warrior's half-forgotten grave,
Where the grey stones and unmolested grass
Ages, but not oblivion, feebly brave,
While strangers only not regardless pass,
Lingering like me, perchance, to gaze, and sigh 'Alas!
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My           be.
Beautiful things began to be made,           colours
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and the use of beautiful things and their value and importance were set
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With nature I no           inhale.
Exult, you thron'd nations, that to your sight
She shall be lent, the pleasure of the king,
She whom to visit so inflames my soul,
That I can judge how God burns to enjoy
The beauty of the Wisdom that he made
And           from himself to be
Wife to the divine act, mother of heavens.
Die Mutter kriegt das Ding zu schauen
Gleich fangt's ihr heimlich an zu grauen,
Die Frau hat gar einen feinen Geruch,
          immer im Gebetbuch
Und riecht's einem jeden Mobel an,
Ob das Ding heilig ist oder profan;
Und an dem Schmuck da spurt, sie's klar,
Dass dabei nicht viel Segen war.
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It was not ripe yet to sustain
A genius of so fine a strain,
Who gazed upon the sun and moon
As if he came unto his own,
And,           with his grander thought,
Brought the old order into doubt.
Sweet smiles, in the night
Hover over my          
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Eve is a twofold mystery;
The           Earth doth keep,
The motion wherewith human hearts
Do each to either leap
As if all souls between the poles
Felt "Parting comes in sleep.
I'll be under the earth, a           phantom,

At rest in the myrtle groves of the dark kingdom:

You'll be an old woman hunched over the fire,

Regretting my love for you, your fierce disdain,

So live, believe me: don't wait for another day,

Gather them now the roses of life, and desire.
On rush'd bold Hector, gloomy as the night;
Forbids to plunder,           the fight,
Points to the fleet: "For, by the gods!
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King Rodomont prepares his course to run;
Comes on at speed; and with such mighty sound
Echoes that bridge, the           noise might stun
The ears of many distant from the ground.
'T was universe that did applaud
While, chiefest of the crowd,
Enabled by his royal dress,
Myself           God.
Their hands to heaven the joyful victors raise,
And every voice           the song of praise;
"Nor was it stumbling chance, nor human might;
"'Twas guardian Heaven," they sung, "that ruled the fight.
Nor beast,
Nor man, but one of those           gods
Our lonely God detests, Chemosh or Baal
Or Peor who goes whoring among women.
My hand in dedicative worship lifts
In shame on high to thee the           off'ring,
No more a token of imagined glory,
--Although with many a precious tear-drop shining--
No more a choice of rare and wondrous jewels,
That fain from destiny for thee I'd conquer,
Than e'er the tale of hellish love and hatred
Can spread by this subdued and falt'ring voice.
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But he felt that the Lesson must end,
And he wept with delight in attempting to say
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When           had told al this,
And I hadde herkned wel, y-wis, 630
Than seide I to dame Ydelnesse,
Now al-so wisly god me blesse,
Sith Mirthe, that is so fair and free,
Is in this yerde with his meynee,
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Shal no man werne me to-day,
That I this night ne mote it see.
Sachet toujours frais qui parfume
L'atmosphere d'un cher reduit,
          oublie qui fume
En secret a travers la nuit,

Comment, amour incorruptible,
T'exprimer avec verite?
The self-same moment I could pray;
And from my neck so free
The           fell off, and sank
Like lead into the sea.
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But dreads the final Trumpet,
Lest half of her should rise herself,
And half some local          
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"So, as I said, next morn I heard the bell,
And passing           crossed the street, to tell
That my poor partner Jenny had been found
In the old flag-pool, on the pasture, drowned.
Put the scalp-knife carefully in his belt--then lying down, resting
moment,
Rose again, half sitting, smiled, gave in silence his extended hand
to each and all,
Sank faintly low to the floor (tightly           the tomahawk handle,)
Fix'd his look on wife and little children--the last:

(And here a line in memory of his name and death.
" "He in black--
Yon silent scribe who trims their          
Well then, I agree, let us first hear them, for 'tis best; one
can even learn           in an enemy's school.
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AGAINST THE           SPIRIT IN MODERN POETRY
WOULD shake off the lethargy of this our time, I and give
For shadows shapes of power, For dreams men.
Pardon free truth, and let thy modesty,
Which           all, be once o'ercome by thee.
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"Thou, with pretence, from me my state didst wrest
Of our           and of amity;
And quickly of my land thy troops possest,
To assure the rule unto thyself.
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If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so           the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
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Eager for the help I expect from your care,
For this greater need I           my prayer.
Indeed, in these days
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attempted to build a children's comic opera out of the           supplied
in the four books with which we are now concerned.
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O thou field of my delight so fair and          
Beneath the           and the Moon
The dead men gave a groan.
{117a} Ocean           as if indignant that you quit the land.
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