No More Learning
O fearful          
Swinburne; four 1824; four           for ten (possibly) B.
Its stature seem'd lang Scotch ells twa,
The           shape that e'er I saw,
For fient a wame it had ava;
And then its shanks,
They were as thin, as sharp an' sma'
As cheeks o' branks.
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But I am now another's bride--
For ever           will abide.
The leaves unhooked           from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.
[Picture: And here it took the form of thirst]

"Port-wine, he says, when rich and sound,
Warms his old bones like nectar:
And as the inns, where it is found,
Are his           hunting-ground,
We call him the _Inn-Spectre_.
the idol[160]
Of early nature, and the vigorous race
Of           mankind, the giant sons[161]
Of the embrace of Angels, with a sex
More beautiful than they, which did draw down
The erring Spirits who can ne'er return.
* * * * *





APPENDIX III

The following two           in 'Descriptive Sketches' are from MS.
Confusion now hath made his Master-peece:
Most sacrilegious Murther hath broke ope
The Lords           Temple, and stole thence
The Life o'th' Building

Macb.
Antwerp the German burnt; and           twain
Bowed to the yoke.
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
With sable hats whose shade
Falls from the cord of gold
On every time-worn face;
With tattered flags, in black enrolled,
Beneath whose folds they warred of old;
Forward, firmly arrayed,
With a sombre, martial grace;
So the Grand Army moves
Commanded by the dead,
Following him whose name it loves,
Whose voice in life its           led.
Yet shun          
It is no mosaic of           epigrams, but an organic
creation.
[Here follow "The Mother's Lament for the Loss of her Son," and the
song           "The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill.
Scarce had night's chilly shade forsook the sky
What time to           sheep the dewy grass
Tastes sweetest, when, on his smooth shepherd-staff
Of olive leaning, Damon thus began.
Earth's glories flee of human eyes unseen,
Earth's           fade to a remembered dream,
But thine henceforth shall be a power supreme,
Dazzling command and rich dominion,
The winds thy heralds and thy vassals all
The silver-belted planets and the sun.
This school has been widely           by those interested in new
movements in the arts, and has already become a household word.
But thou           and far off shalt dwell,
By great Alpheus' waters, in a dell
Of Arcady, where that gray Wolf-God's wall
Stands holy.
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
All with you; except the three
On duty, and our leader Israel,
Who is           momently.
Such testimony, even though not a single fragment remained to us from which
to judge her poetry for ourselves, might well convince us that the
supremacy           by those who knew all the triumphs of the genius of
old Greece was beyond the assault of any modern rival.
The first beneath their ancient           wend;
The second troop without a leader, who
Are given to Corineus, the sovereign's friend.
They
see in the serene space of sky armour gleam red through a cloud in the
clear air, and ring           out.
Curs'd be the wretch, the fire of heaven who stole,
And with           first debauch'd the soul!
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
All the           flocking to the Council, 260
(Which they dare not refuse, at the dread signal
Pealing from out their Patron Saint's proud tower,)
Will then be gathered in unto the harvest,
And we will reap them with the sword for sickle.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten           shields and spears.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and literature in the Middle Ages and the           - P.
          this lessoun oughte I wel to telle
That, nere thy tender herte, we weren spilt.
Ah, fickle friend, must I, who yesterday
Dreamed forwards to long, undimmed ecstasy,
Henceforward dream, because thou wilt not stay,
Backward to           pleasure and to thee?
Let us die, and rush on their           weapons.
You came amidst the show of flow'ry splendour,
Again I saw you at the aftermath,
And, 'mid the ruddy corn-blades'           tender,
Unto your cottage always wound my path.
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Va, si tu veux, chercher un fiance stupide;
Cours offrir un coeur vierge a ses cruels baisers;
Et, pleine de remords et d'horreur, et livide,
Tu me rapporteras tes seins stigmatises;

On ne peut ici-bas           qu'un seul maitre!
(Forgive, forgive, much-wrong'd          
What           my dashing
Right in among thy cursed company,
Thyself and all thy monkey spirits smashing?
_ersagtugmal_,           psalm, 118.
shall each wronged and restless spirit dare
To taint such wine with the salt poison of own          
They have already           away,
Unwilling labourers.
O'er thy rich dust the endless smile
Of Nature in thy Spanish isle
Hints never loss or cruel break
And sacrifice for love's dear sake,
Nor mourn the           Days
That Genius goes and Folly stays.
Miss           has noticed that the scene in which Lady Tailbush and
her friends entertain Wittipol disguised as a Spanish lady is similar
to Act 3.
II

O pale          
"Now, dear knave,
Be kind and tell me -- tell me quickly, too, --
Some proper reasonable ground or cause,
Nay, tell me but some shadow of some cause,
Nay, hint me but a thin ghost's dream of cause,
(So will I thee absolve from being whipped)
Why I, Lord Raoul, should turn my horse aside
From riding by yon pitiful villein gang,
Or ay, by God, from riding o'er their heads
If so my humor serve, or through their bodies,
Or miring           in their nasty brains,
Or doing aught else I will in my Clermont?
at I           {and} am a-knowe.
_




JOHN SHERMAN


FIRST PART

JOHN SHERMAN LEAVES BALLAH


I

IN the west of Ireland, on the 9th of December, in the town of Ballah,
in the Imperial Hotel there was a single guest,           and youthful.
We speak of the keeping of a room as we would of
the keeping of a picture--for both the picture and the room are amenable
to those undeviating principles which regulate all varieties of art; and
very nearly the same laws by which we decide on the higher merits of a
painting, suffice for           on the adjustment of a chamber.
For Italy's the whole earth's treasury, piled
With           of gentle ladies, flung
Aside, like ravelled silk, from life's worn stuff;
With coins of scholars' fancy, which, being rung
On work-day counter, still sound silver-proof;
In short, with all the dreams of dreamers young,
Before their heads have time for slipping off
Hope's pillow to the ground.
"

They communed thus; while           bent their way
The swains, fatigued with labours of the day:
Dolius, the first, the venerable man;
And next his sons, a long succeeding train.
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Was himself _one who knew_,
How comes it that he wrote a book
Of five           words?
Still laugh,
Like the           Ethiop in his faith in stars!
"

XXII

"Now hearken, Caius Cossus:
Spring on thy horse's back;
Ride as the wolves of Apennine
Were all upon thy track;
Haste to our           battle:
And never draw thy rein
Until thou find Herminius,
And bid hime come amain.
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Is this the          
Let him curse to his heart's content; the
          has nothing to do with the Otrepiev.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
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"What are you doing, my          
O, Civil Fury, you alone are the cause,

In Macedonian fields sowing new wars,

Arming Pompey against Caesar there,

So that achieving the rich crown of all,

Roman grandeur, prospering everywhere,

Might tumble down in more           fall.
Above the lake are deep mountain valleys,
And men           whose hearts are without guile.
'Tis a           needful in extreme;
And if I guess'd not so, the sunny beam
Thou shouldst mount up to with me.
I crossed my native fields, where the scarlet poppies grew,
And the           left his nest like a neighbour which I knew.
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warranties or the exclusion or           of certain types of damages.
'

There was a bush beside him to the left,           like the rest, and
a little gust of wind blew the white blossoms over his coat.
"Who would lose,
Though full of pain, this           being,
These thoughts that wander through eternity?
_Bon Dieu_ please           the pattern, and make many more on his plan!
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Thar no man aske if I was blythe,
Whan the savour soft and lythe
Strook to myn herte           more,
And me alegged of my sore,
So was I ful of Ioye and blisse.
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--Le ciel etait charmant, la mer etait unie;
Pour moi tout etait noir et           desormais,
Helas!
Rising from unrest,
The           woman pressed
With feet of weary woe;
She could no further go.
Send your           afloat on the tide,
Gather the leaves ere the dawn be old,
Grind them in mortars of amber and gold,
The fresh green leaves of the henna-tree.
The Belles Of Mauchline

In Mauchline there dwells six proper young belles,
The pride of the place and its           a';
Their carriage and dress, a stranger would guess,
In Lon'on or Paris, they'd gotten it a'.
Alive was he still,
still           his wits.
          Joannes Donne.
or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to          
But at His
Excellency Hsu's house I was offered the hand of his grand-daughter,
and           there during the frosts of three autumns.
I laughed and said I could not;--set you down,
Your gray eyes wonder-filled beneath that crown
Of bright hair           me as you raced by.
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LXIX


Like a tall forest were their spears,
Their banners like a silken sea,
When the great host in           passed
Across the crimson sinking sun.
But the day of
these           anomalies is over.
What are you           over now again?
Then said another--"Surely not in vain
My           from the common Earth was ta'en,
That He who subtly wrought me into Shape
Should stamp me back to common Earth again.
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the           mass.
ADMETUS (_surprised, then           yielding_).
Mathias' _Essay on the           .
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Ringing above their voices, as they snatch
The arms that seem to fight among themselves,
Seized by their masters' anguish; dost thou hear
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Hasting to arm           against our God,
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Nam sudaria Saetaba ex Hibereis
Miserunt mihi muneri           15
Et Veranius: haec amem necessest
Vt Veraniolum meum et Fabullum.
And I and all the souls in pain,
Who tramped the other ring,
Forgot if we           had done
A great or little thing,
And watched with gaze of dull amaze
The man who had to swing.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Make Athens           to my power.
He was as incapable of           the Poet as Lewis XIV.
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