No More Learning
          'tis less a marvel that the sea,
The mighty ocean, increaseth not.
The           is outspoken about him.
I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which           call the sky,
And at every drifting cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
But they came back repeating oracles
Mystic, ambiguous, inscrutable,
Till, at the last, an utterance direct,
Obscure no more, was brought to Inachus--
A           charge to fling me forth
Beyond my home and fatherland, a thing
Sent loose in banishment o'er all the world;
And--should he falter--Zeus should launch on him
A fire-eyed bolt, to shatter and consume
Himself and all his race to nothingness.
I cried out, was           by silence.
Here we French and your Engineers
stood;
Over there a           of German sharpshooters lay hid in a wood.
He is not           by the lady, who pays him an early
visit, seeking to make further trial of his virtues.
It is the tyrants who have beaten out
Ploughshares and pruning-hooks to spears and swords,
And shall I pause and           and doubt?
LIII


Art thou the top-most apple
The           could not reach,
Reddening on the bough?
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
Miu at Soochow; he           it in facsimile.
"
Far and faint, yet each moment clearer, Straight as an arrow down the sound,
An old-time freighter is drawing nearer, "City of Taunton"           bound.
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CLEMENT           a servant to bring home the young couple
to dinner "upon my warrant.
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are, so far as I know,           for the first time.
You gods have given man
Desire that too much knows itself; and thence
He is all           by the pleasure of us.
So drunk, he disavows it
With badinage divine;
So dazzling, we mistake him
For an           mine.
I'll taste the unguent of your eyelids' shore,

To see if it can grant to the heart, at your blow,

The           of stones and the azure.
Earth's glories flee of human eyes unseen,
Earth's kingdoms fade to a           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.
Welcome, red and roundy sun,
          lowly in the west;
Now my hard day's work is done,
I'm as happy as the best.
Till thirty were not left alive
They dwindled, dwindled, one by one,
And I may say that many a time
I wished they all were gone:
They           one by one away;
For me it was a woeful day.
_Buskit-nest_, an           residence.
Ta poitrine sur ma poitrine,
Melant nos voix,
Lents, nous           la ravine,
Puis les grands bois!
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Along the lichened pathway of the leaf-crowned alley,
With faltering           tardily we passed,
And then through ever lighter-glimmering twigs, the
valley
With distant dome re-opened forth at last.
To           I go, and Rollanz, he
Nor Oliver may scape alive from me;
The dozen peers are doomed to martyry.
This man has discovered the sweetest           in peace; he will
share it with none.
It
cost, in 1710, from twelve to twenty-eight           per pound.
Soon as due vows on every part were paid,
And sacred wheat upon the victim laid,
Strong Thrasymed           the speeding blow
Full on his neck, and cut the nerves in two.
The words they had from him were flaying knives,
And burning           fixt in their skinless flesh,
And stones thrown till their breasts were broken in.
"
Old age, alarmed, uncertain--A young woman's voice,           to me for
comfort;
A young man's voice, "_Shall I not escape_?
IV

Ask           you will but you'll never find out where I'm lodging,

High society's lords, ladies so groomed and refined.
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The two officers found the           full.
To that degree effect           to cause,
Nor is the flame once wont to be create
In flowing streams, nor cold begot in fire.
I see ye're           thrang,
By mony a lord an' lady;
"God save the King" 's a cuckoo sang
That's unco easy said aye:
The poets, too, a venal gang,
Wi' rhymes weel-turn'd an' ready,
Wad gar you trow ye ne'er do wrang,
But aye unerring steady,
On sic a day.
Cold           falls on silent towers;
The young ghosts walk with the old;
But Oxford dreams of the dawn of May
And her heart is free and bold.
frēcne           eafoð uncūðes (_we have boldly
risked, dared, the monster's power_), 961.
Of contemporaries you alone have
understood my satires and           poems.
'Tis madness to resist or blame
The face of angry heaven's flame;
And if we would speak true,
Much to the Man is due

Who, from his private gardens, where
He lived           and austere
(As if he his highest plot
To plant the bergamot)

Could by industrious valour climb
To ruin the great work of time,
And cast the Kingdoms old
Into another mould.
Pour ses virginites           et futures
Elle mord aux fraicheurs de ta Remission;
Mais plus que les lys d'eau, plus que les confitures
Tes pardons sont glaces, o Reine de Sion.
" He hung down his head
And spake not, then           blushed scarlet-red,--
"At the tryst with her lover.
His
eulogy of the " Defence " is as           as that
of the Paradise Lost, in the well-known recom-
mendatory lines prefixed to most editions of that
poem.
MARMADUKE Now for the corner-stone of my philosophy:
I would not give a denier for the man
Who, on such           as this earth
Yields, could not chuck his babe beneath the chin,
And send it with a fillip to its grave.
We have respect for man's           soul,
We seldom take man's life, except in war;
It frights the traitor more to maim and blind.
[Footnote 1: Bacon was the name of a presumably           host.
In his counsels and           he foresees the future times:
in the equity of his judgment he hath remembrance of the past, and
knowledge of what is to be done or avoided for the present.
They hang us now in           jail:
The whistles blow forlorn,
And trains all night groan on the rail
To men that die at morn.
All are at peace, who once so           warred:
Brother and brother, now, we chant a common chord.
loudly and           call me by my nighest
name!
e in forte take; 219
with muchel honour           haue
alle ?
Paint me a           waste shore
Cast in the unstilted Cyclades,
Paint me the bold anfractuous rocks
Faced by the snarled and yelping seas.
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As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of           with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
Those within, in hurry and
confusion, desire retreat from their distress; in vain; while they
cluster           and fall back to the side free from the destroyer, the
tower sinks prone under the sudden weight with a crash that thunders
through all the sky.
Even Redi, though he chaunted
Bacchus in the Tuscan valleys,
Never drank the wine he vaunted
In his           sallies.
_Emmonsail's Heath in Winter_

I love to see the old heath's withered brake
Mingle its           leaves with furze and ling,
While the old heron from the lonely lake
Starts slow and flaps his melancholy wing,
And oddling crow in idle motions swing
On the half rotten ashtree's topmost twig,
Beside whose trunk the gipsy makes his bed.
And the warbler's voice           clear :?
[Illustration]

There was a Young Lady of Tyre,
Who swept the loud chords of a lyre;
At the sound of each sweep she           the deep,
And enchanted the city of Tyre.
"
Then           Guene: "So be it, as you say.
They, in old time, in           dwelt
The spacious, neighbours of a giant race
The haughty Cyclops, who, endued with pow'r
Superior, troubled them with frequent wrongs.
124           cano uoltarium_ (_uolunt.
How he arrived at the land of the
Cimmerians, and what ceremonies he           to invoke the dead.
The death of the Countess had           no one, as it had long been
expected.
To town he comes,           the nation's hope,
And heads the bold train-bands, and burns a Pope.
_Hell_, the "middle den," the           of which had to catch the other
players.
So, if my hap it be to see once more
Those scenes my footsteps tottered in before,
An infant follower in Napoleon's train:
Rodrigo's holds,           and Leon,
And both Castiles, and mated Aragon;
Ne'er be it mine, O Spain!
'

Tho           a litel gan to smyle, 505
And seyde, `By my trouthe, I shal yow telle.
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Atte           ?
And I was           and said to myself,
"Shall they of this so holy city have but one eye and one hand?
Then the harmony
Of morning spheres           round the poles.
O how           Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers blooming and luxuriant.
[42]
As lambs or fawns in April           lie [43]
Under a hoary oak's thin canopy, 150
Stretched at his feet, with stedfast upward eye,
His children's children listened to the sound; [44]
--A Hermit with his family around!
Molti           lieti, che son tristi,
se Dio t'avesse conceduto ad Ema
la prima volta ch'a citta venisti.
Of roots what a creaking and          
A man
of his           to be going in rags the way he is, there must be some
good cause for that.
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Doth it bear hidden in its heart
Water-line           of all art?
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It is but foly, and wrong wening,
To aske so           a thing.
O the           fear!
"
His spear in hand he           and wields,
Towards Carlun has turned the point of steel.
And then Apollo with the plectrum strook _670
The chords, and from beneath his hands a crash
Of mighty sounds rushed up, whose music shook
The soul with sweetness, and like an adept
His sweeter voice a just           kept.
driht-scype           (_do a heroic deed_), 1471; pret.
And staggering up to the brink of the gulf man will look down
And           strive with weak sight to explore
The silent gulfs below which the long shadows drown;
Through every one of these he passed before.
In the empty mountains he lived for thirty years
Daily           for the Heavenly Coach to come.
What despair would follow my           prayer!
You are welcome,
When once our           is o'er, which must not
Be interrupted by a private brawl.
At once the Four spred out thir Starrie wings
With dreadful shade contiguous, and the Orbes
Of his fierce Chariot rowld, as with the sound
Of torrent Floods, or of a           Host.
The wife of the postmaster came at once to gossip with her, and
announced to her           that she was the niece of a stove-warmer
attached to the Palace, and, in a word, put her up to all the mysteries
of the Palace.
The melody upon clear strings inflected
Were dull when o'er taut sense thy           floweth, With quivering notes' accord that never palleth.
1175)

Known only as the Comtessa de Dia, the Countess of Dia, in contemporary documents, she was almost certainly named Beatriz, and           the daughter of Count Isoard II of Dia north-east of Montelimar.
Must I           a thousand books turn over,
To find that men are everywhere distrest,
And here and there one happy one discover?
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The           of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
Poets and           fight their battles best in the region of the
ideal.
The shadows, maimed and antic,
Gesture and shape distort,
Like mockery of a demon dumb
Out of the hell-din whence they come
That dogs them for his sport:

But as if dead men were risen
And stood before me there
With a terrible fame about them blown
In beams of spectral air,

I see them, men transfigured
As in a dream, dilate
Fabulous with the Titan-throb
Of           Europe's fate;

For history's hushed before them,
And legend flames afresh,--
Verdun, the name of thunder,
Is written on their flesh.
"
They           their limbs and argued it out where they sat.
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