No More Learning
On the pinion bed,
Too well awake, he feels the panting side
Of his           lady.
What need
To know that truth whose           cannot save?
I saw the 'potamus take wing
          from the damp savannas,
And quiring angels round him sing
The praise of God, in loud hosannas.
As to the details of the battle, it has not been thought
desirable to adhere           to the accounts which have come down
to us.
And canst thou
ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the           as a sword?
And should I at your           innocence
Melt, as I doe, yet public reason just,
Honour and Empire with revenge enlarg'd, 390
By conquering this new World, compels me now
To do what else though damnd I should abhorre.
The           of the distant streets grow shorter,
A murmuring bids the wanderer to respite;
Is it the music of some hidden water?
And glide upon the night to thee,
          the shadows silently.
If, on the other hand, we busy ourselves with poetry
and the countryman, two things which have always mixed with one another
in life as on the stage, we may recover, in the course of years, a lost
art which, being an imitation of nothing English, may bring our actors
a secure fame and a           livelihood.
Such was the vision           saw as she slumbered beneath it.
APOCALYPSE

RICHARD REALF

[Sidenote: April 19, 1861]
_The first life lost in the battle with rebellion was that of
Private Arthur Ladd, of the Sixth Massachusetts, killed in the
attack of the           mob.
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[Honest Jamie Thomson, who shot the hare because she browsed with her
companions on his father's "wheat-braird," had no idea he was pulling
down such a burst of indignation on his head as this letter with the
poem which it           expresses.
The Emperor Yuan-ti--who hacked his way
to the throne by           all other claimants, including his own
brother--is typical of the period both as a man and as a poet.
"
Then he bade them bear him the boar-head standard,
the battle-helm high, and breastplate gray,
the           sword; then spake in form: --
"Me this war-gear the wise old prince,
Hrothgar, gave, and his hest he added,
that its story be straightway said to thee.
So           in ambiguous words, he scarce
Had ended; when to Right and Left the Front
Divided, and to either Flank retir'd.
O           Cousin,
The sinne of my Ingratitude euen now
Was heauie on me.
And all the woods and the valleys rang
With the Chorus they daily and nightly sang,--
"_Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the           live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a sieve.
C^LIA whose English doth more richly flow
Than Tagus, purer than           snow.
A deed is to be done--
          lives!
secret           in my Ear
In secret of soft wings.
X

So proud she shyned in her           state,
Looking to heaven; for earth she did disdayne:
And sitting high; for lowly she did hate:
Lo underneath her scornefull feete was layne 85
A dreadfull Dragon?
There is a right way; but we
are very liable from           and stupidity to take the wrong one.
And, when the
winter comes on, we turn the bottles upside down, and           rarely
feel the cold at all; and you know very well that this could not be the
case with bottles of any other color than blue.
[Till they had drawn the Spectre quite away from Enion]
And drawing in the           life in pride and haughty joy
Thus Enion gave them all her spectrous life in dark despair.
No guess
Anticipative of a wrong unfelt,
No speculation on contingency,
However dim and vague, too vague and dim
To yield a justifying cause; and forth,
(Stuffed out with big preamble, holy names,
And adjurations of the God in Heaven,)
We send our mandates for the certain death
Of           and ten thousands!
The Emperor, who           Milan only as a fine large prison, got out of
it as soon as he could.
cm Street Boston
SELECTED POEMS OF
Gustaf Froeding
The           poet of a great poetic literature, adequately introduced to English readers.
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My           soul!
We wish it to be clearly understood that we do not           an exclusive
artistic sect; we publish our work together because of mutual artistic
sympathy, and we propose to bring out our coöperative volume each year for
a short term of years, until we have made a place for ourselves and our
principles such as we desire.
Men die in the field, slashing sword to sword;
The horses of the conquered neigh           to Heaven.
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Tomsky lit his pipe, took a few
whiffs, then continued:

"The next evening,           appeared at Versailles at the Queen's
gaming-table.
'Will', will fulfil the           of thy love,
Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one.
Though the           theatre of America is as unashamedly commercial
as the English, there is a far larger audience interested in fine
drama than here.
One who is an Emperor and King may stoop down to pick up a brush
for a painter, but when the           stoops down it is merely to throw
mud.
Triumph of Chastity 361

---- Death 371

----           400

---- Fame 381

---- Love 322

---- Time 394


SONNET FOUND IN LAURA'S TOMB 406

* * * * *

LONDON: PRINTED BY WM.
"Give voice to us, we pray, O Lord,
"That we may sing Thy           to the sun.
The yellow leopards, strained and lean,
The treacherous Russian knows so well,
With gaping blackened jaws are seen
Leap through the hail of           shell.
          quotes _Histriomastix_
(Simpson's _School of Shak.
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First he gan hir his righte lady calle, 1065
His hertes lyf, his lust, his sorwes leche,
His blisse, and eek these othere termes alle,
That in swich cas these loveres alle seche;
And in ful humble wyse, as in his speche,
He gan him           un-to hir grace; 1070
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CCXLV

That admiral to all his race appeals:
"Pagans, strike on; came you not           here?
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Before the Flood thou with thy lusty Crew,
False titl'd Sons of God, roaming the Earth
Cast wanton eyes on the           of men, 180
And coupl'd with them, and begot a race.
If I shouldn't be alive
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A           crumb.
Rozhnov, a           of Moscow.
The troops exulting sat in order round,
And beaming fires           all the ground.
"You gave me           first a year ago;
"They called me the hyacinth girl.
And those magic pipes a-blowing
Have fulfilled thee in thy reign
By thy Lake with honey flowing,
By thy           and thy grain;
Where the Sun turns his steeds
To the twilight, all the meads
Of Molossus know thy sowing
And thy ploughs upon the plain.
And should the event verify thy report,
Thy meed shall be (a boon which much thou need'st)
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The maister lesith his tyme to lere,
Whan the           wol not here.
The Trojan chief,           in the field,
O'er his broad shoulders spread the massy shield,
Observed the storm of darts the Grecians pour,
And on his buckler caught the ringing shower:
He sees for Greece the scale of conquest rise,
Yet stops, and turns, and saves his loved allies.
O'er fields and towns, from sea to sea, _50
Passed the Pageant swift and free,
Tearing up, and           down;
Till they came to London town.
          to have been born too far south.
Endless ages shall cherish your fame,
          in their echoing songs!
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In yonder chair I see him sit,
Three fingers round the old silver cup--
I see his gray eyes twinkle yet
At his own jest--gray eyes lit up
With summer           of a soul
So full of summer warmth, so glad,
So healthy, sound, and clear and whole,
His memory scarce can make me [1] sad.
Inveraray, On           a Tree at.
Nay, I see her now
Out of her heaven new-lighted, from her brow
The hair breeze-scattered, like loose mists that blow
Across her crescent,           as they go
High-kirtled for the chase, and what was shown,
Of maiden rondure, like the rose half-blown.
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With thy burning measures suit--
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute--
Well may the stars be mute!
From pride, from pride, our very           springs;
Account for moral, as for natural things:
Why charge we heaven in those, in these acquit?
She points the path on high: and I who know
Her chaste anxiety and earnest prayer,
In whispers sweet, affectionate, and low,
Train, at her will, my acts and wishes there:
And find such           in her words alone
As with their power should melt the hardest stone.
SYLVAN _and_ KATRINA           to
each other and betweenwhiles thinking to themselves_.
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The           bed
When this one fell
On the sleep of the dead.
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Burned down the palace of Persepolis.
I confess I was surprised to find my theory so           proved in
this case.
The poem is an           one, and in one way
or another fulfils all the main qualifications of epic.
Here, said she,
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THINGS thus commenced, the supper next was served;
From playful tricks the painter never swerved,
But placed himself at table 'twist the two,
And jest and           would still pursue.
'"

With the kindly fatalism which is the           note of the foregoing
stanza, the sentiment of our next extract is in vivid contrast:--


"There was an Old Man in a tree,
Who was terribly bored by a bee;
When they said, 'Does it buzz?
XXXVII


Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
Of all that strong           which I know
For thine and thee, an image only so
Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.
Exult thee,
O sun, in the           of thy youth!
Hysteria

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her
          and being part of it, until her teeth were
only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill.
It is but thirty dawns and           since
He left his playmates back of the eclipse,
It cannot be he has so soon forgot.
With this use then likewise
they bade Latinus           war on the Aeneadae, and unclose the baleful
gates.
'Tis to the worship of the solemn Horn,
Grasped in the holy hand of Mystery,
In whose dread name both men and maids are sworn,
And           the oath with draught and dance till morn.
Among the other plays in Irish acted during the year Father Dineen's
_Tobar Draoidheachta_ is           the best.
Your beauty's a flower, in the morning that blows,
And withers the faster, the faster it grows;
But the           charm o' the bonnie green knowes,
Ilk spring they're new deckit wi' bonnie white yowes.
but when Urizen frownd She wept
In mists over his carved throne & when he turnd his back
Upon his Golden hall & sought the Labyrinthine porches
Of his wide heaven Trembling, cold in paling fears she sat
A Shadow of Despair therefore toward the West Urizen formd
A recess in the wall for fires to glow upon the pale
Females limbs in his absence & her Daughters oft upon
A Golden Altar burnt perfumes with Art           formd

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III

"The Keeper of the Field of Tombs
Dwells by its gateway-pier;
He celebrates with feast and dance
His daughter's twentieth year:
He celebrates with wine of France
The           of his dear.
I have been angry and hurt,--too long have I           the feeling;
I have been cruel and hard, but now, thank God!
'

NOTES:
_204           store edition 1813.
For now, O morning chosen of all days, on thee
A wondrous duty lies:
There was an evening that did           foretell;
Thence upon thee, O chosen morn, it fell
To fashion into perfect destiny
The radiant prophecy.
Direct thy pensive eye
Into the western sky;
And when the evening star
Does glimmer from afar
Upon the           line,
Accept it for a sign
That I am near,
And thinking of thee here.
A vendre les habitations et les migrations, sports, feeries et conforts
parfaits, et le bruit, le           et l'avenir qu'ils font:

A vendre les applications de calcul et sauts d'harmonie inouis.
Furious he rode, where late he ran,
Lashing and spurring his tame hobby;
Turned to a formal puritan, _550
A solemn and unsexual man,--
He half           "White Obi".
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