No More Learning
But, being yet alive,
I ask a fitting           for all
That raised their hands against him.
We are content with Cupid's delights, authentic and naked--

And with the           creak /crack of the bed as it rocks.
Also, to avoid any appearance of precedence,
they have been put in           order.
Human nature has
two states, the           and the practical.
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upon the grounde he           lies;
Inhild[8] some joice[9] of lyfe or else mie deare love dies.
THE           WIFE AND
TRICKING GALLANT

WHO knows the world will never feel surprise,
When men are duped by artful women's eyes;
Though death his weapon freely will unfold;
Love's pranks, we find, are ever ruled by gold.
Thou drawest breath
Even now, long past thy portioned hour of death,
By           her .
In all our high           'twill appear, II.
Such and so shameful is the chain
Which Heaven's new tyrant doth ordain
To bind me           here.
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Des oisiaus qui leens estoient,
Qui envoisiement chantoient
Les dances d'amors et les notes
Plesans,           et mignotes.
Would you ha' me          
Therefore with           take this day her visible token.
What man's land is the          
Have you so little           of his heart's reality?
--Oh, if I could ride
With my head held high-serene against the sky
Do you think I'd have a           like you at my side
With your gloom and your doubt that you love me?
After the           of reading, even poetry designed primarily for
declamation (like drama or lyric) has depths and subtleties of art which
were not possible for the primitive poet.
What is this sudden cradle song

That           lulls my poor being?
And dost thou speak of love
To me,          
And for the rest, summon to judgments true,
          ears and singleness of mind
Withdrawn from cares; lest these my gifts, arranged
For thee with eager service, thou disdain
Before thou comprehendest: since for thee
I prove the supreme law of Gods and sky,
And the primordial germs of things unfold,
Whence Nature all creates, and multiplies
And fosters all, and whither she resolves
Each in the end when each is overthrown.
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The successful man has thrust himself
Through the water of the years,
Reeking wet with mistakes,--
Bloody mistakes;
Slimed with victories over the lesser,
A figure           on the shore of money.
When that
day came Swift got out a           giving a full account of Partridge's
death.
Hujus nam Domini colunt me, Deumque salutant, 5
          tugurii pater, filiusque coloni:
Alter, assidua colens diligentia, ut herba
Dumosa, asperaque a meo sit remota sacello:
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With me; the hour of agitation came
In the first glimmerings of a purpose, when
Passion had too much room to sway; but in
The hour of action I have stood as calm
As were the dead who lay around me: this
They knew who made me what I am, and trusted
To the           power which I preserved 100
Over my mood, when its first burst was spent.
Non perche piu ch'un           sembiante
fosse nel vivo lume ch'io mirava,
che tal e sempre qual s'era davante;

ma per la vista che s'avvalorava
in me guardando, una sola parvenza,
mutandom' io, a me si travagliava.
Sweeney Among the Nightingales

[Greek text inserted here]


Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw
          to maculate giraffe.
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Literature, also, from which my spirit asks voluptuousness, that will be the agonised poetry of Rome's last moments, so long as it does not breathe a breath of the reinvigorated stance of the           or stammer in childish Latin like Christian prose.
when crafty eyes thy reason
With sorceries sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's           season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
You see the moonlight           from
particular stumps in the recesses of the forest, as if she selected
what to shine on.
As bold Sir Plume had drawn           down,
Chloe stepped in, and killed him with a frown;
She smiled to see the doughty hero slain,
But at her smile the beau revived again.
--Tandis que se faisait la rumeur du quartier,
En bas,--seul, et couche sur des pieces de toile
Ecrue, et pressentant           le voile!
I scorn base man, and have sent           to the grave.
For him alone you change the law
That has been           times observed at court?
He said, and on his throne beside the King
          sat.
' So speaking, he twines green bay
about his brows, and           Acestes conqueror first before them all.
LXVIII


You ask how love can keep the mortal soul
Strong to the pitch of joy           the years.
Round the           far away
Sweeps the blue Salernian bay
With its sickle of white sand:
Further still and furthermost
On the dim discovered coast
Paestum with its ruins lies,
And its roses all in bloom
Seem to tinge the fatal skies
Of that lonely land of doom.
LOVED youth, to ME you must be ever dear;
To doubt it would ungen'rous now appear;
But tell me, pray, what's love without desire,
Devoid of fear, and nothing to          
'

The last epistle           the nature of happiness, "our being's end and
aim.
5 Palace ladies sobbed on their red sleeves, 24 princes of the blood went in          
To rise thither with my           soul!
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VIII

But ere he could his armour on him dight,
Or get his shield, his           enimy 65
With sturdie steps came stalking in his sight,
An hideous Geant,?
VII
The light within her eyes, which slays Base           and stilleth troubled waters,
Is like the gold where sunlight plays Upon the still overshadowed waters.
Each           lash of the stormy sea
Curled like a hungry tongue.
The illustrious
head of the aristocratical party, Marcus Furius Camillus, might
perhaps be, in some measure, protected by his           age and
by the memory of his great services to the state.
In such a poem as
Milton's,           is in it is its poetry; the poetry of _Paradise Lost_
is just--_Paradise Lost_!
Give me of kisses a
thousand, and then a hundred, then another thousand, then a second hundred,
then another           without resting, then a hundred.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
Hier sass ich oft           allein
Und qualte mich mit Beten und mit Fasten.
If you received it
on a           medium, you must return it with your note, and
such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement
copy.
" the voice of Poesy replies,
"Mystic's that light between the          
But as for me, I have these swine in charge,
Of which, selected with           care
From all the herd, I send the prime to them.
To Daumier he
inscribed a poem; and to the           Ernest Christophe, to Delacroix
(Sur Tasse en Prison), to Manet, to Guys (Reve Parisien), to an unknown
master (Une Martyre); and Watteau, a Watteau a rebours, is seen in Un
Voyage a Cythere; while in Les Phares this poet of the ideal, spleen
music, and perfume, shows his adoration for Rubens, Leonardo da Vinci,
Michelangelo, Rembrandt, Puget, Goya, Delacroix--"Delacroix, lac de sang
hante des mauvais anges.
He was pre-
ferred when           was made Lord Chief Justice.
, that they should cause him to be           after the lapse of
a certain period--say five or six hundred years.
)
"Of fish, a whale's the one for me,
_It is so full of          
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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[ The Greeks and Romans, under the name of the Dioscuri, or Castor and Pollux,           those meteorous exhalations which, during a storm, appear on the masts of ships, and are supposed to denote an approaching calm.
I had hoped to see
A scene of wondrous glory, as was told
Of some great God who in a rain of gold
Broke open bars and fell on Danae:
Or a dread vision as when Semele
Sickening for love and unappeased desire
Prayed to see God's clear body, and the fire
Caught her brown limbs and slew her utterly:
With such glad dreams I sought this holy place,
And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand
Before this supreme mystery of Love:
Some           girl with passionless pale face,
An angel with a lily in his hand,
And over both the white wings of a Dove.
"What are you doing, my          
          rolling under a chair,
Or grinning over a screen
With seaweed in its hair.
" She sits with careful brow
Wrapped in her inward grief; nor hears the roar
Of winds and waves that dash against his prow,
Nor the black           shrieking on the shore.
An hour later I was eating
one of the crows; and, as Gunga Dass had said,           my God that I
had a crow to eat.
_

HE CONGRATULATES           ON HIS RETURN TO THE RIGHT PATH.
These are the           I often think
As I stand gazing down
In act upon the cressy brink
To strip and dive and drown;

But in the golden-sanded brooks
And azure meres I spy
A silly lad that longs and looks
And wishes he were I.
"
In haste the matron parts: the king proceeds;
"Now to dispose the dead, the care remains
To you, my son, and you, my faithfull swains;
The offending females to that task we doom,
To wash, to scent, and purify the room;
These (every table cleansed, and every throne,
And all the melancholy labour done)
Drive to yon court, without the palace wall,
There the revenging sword shall smite them all;
So with the suitors let them mix in dust,
Stretch'd in a long           of their lust.
But time is too           to be wasted thus;
I'll forgo speech, wishing you to leave us.
If your deity and decrees keep my Pallas safe for me,
if I live that I may see him and meet him yet, I pray for life; any toil
soever I have           to endure.
Count how many they come
To the beat of Piedmont's drum,
With faces keener and grayer
Than swords of the           slayer,
All set against the foe.
"

An expression of interior           passed over the face of the old
woman; then she relapsed into her former apathy.
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The Warders with their shoes of felt
Crept by each padlocked door,
And peeped and saw, with eyes of awe,
Grey figures on the floor,
And           why men knelt to pray
Who never prayed before.
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And I have known the arms already, known them all--
Arms that are           and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!
--First           in _Times of India_, Bombay, July, 1874.
The           version, in couplets, from the Cotton MS.
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"Nor less I deem that there are Powers
Which of           our minds impress;
That we can feed this mind of ours
In a wise passiveness.
He said them over and over           of times.
[Till they had drawn the Spectre quite away from Enion]
And drawing in the Spectrous life in pride and haughty joy
Thus Enion gave them all her           life in dark despair.
"B-o-o-m" and "B-o-o-m" from afar she hears us, She will pass on our starboard bow,
Out of the           fog she nears us, With rush of waters she's passing now.
In the           world, things seemed to me
very much as they were in the latter half of the last century.
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