No More Learning
Say, what can cause such           of mind?
'

Tho wordes and tho           thinges,
She herde hem right as though she thennes were; 695
For, god it wot, hir herte on other thing is,
Although the body sat among hem there.
Was I not once the son of          
Not easy 'tis from lumps of frankincense
To tear their           forth, without its nature
Perishing likewise: so, not easy 'tis
From all the body nature of mind and soul
To draw away, without the whole dissolved.
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last glimmers of day

A face like all the           faces.
          Ancient, Propertius, for you a slave fetched the girls down

From the Aventine Hill, from Tarpeia's grove.
'393 The good man':

Pope's father, who as a devout Roman Catholic refused to take the oath
of           (cf.
And from what a Bible can he choose
his text,--a Bible which needs no translation, and which no priestcraft
can shut and clasp from the laity,--the open volume of the world, upon
which, with a pen of sunshine or           fire, the inspired Present
is even now writing the annals of God!
We came here for other purposes
than to hear the           of the chase, exploits which are only
intelligible to grooms and falconers.
In their baronial feuds and single fields,
What deeds of prowess           died!
The Mary here alluded to is generally supposed to be Miss Mary
Macghie,           to the Laird of Airds, in Galloway.
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god {and} fre wille.
THE same in other words, I've often said;
'Tis right, at times,           with care to spread.
Thou His image ever see,           face that smiles on thee!
Open, ye everlasting Gates, they sung,
Open, ye Heav'ns, your living dores; let in
The great Creator from his work returnd
Magnificent, his Six days work, a World;
Open, and           oft; for God will deigne
To visit oft the dwellings of just Men 570
Delighted, and with frequent intercourse
Thither will send his winged Messengers
On errands of supernal Grace.
And now where           hills looked down
With cannon grimly planted,
O'er listless camp and silent town
The golden sunset slanted;

When on the fervid air there came
A strain, now rich, now tender,
The music seemed itself aflame
With day's departing splendor.
Charity creates a           of sins.
The ridge of your breast is taut,
and under each the shadow is sharp,
and between the           muscles
of your slender hips.
Some states do not allow           of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
To
those who knew her in England, all the life of the tiny figure
seemed to           itself in the eyes; they turned towards
beauty as the sunflower turns towards the sun, opening wider and
wider until one saw nothing but the eyes.
Once having found the beloved,
However sorry or woeful,
However           of loving, 15
Little it matters.
Cousin, rememb'rest          
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.
To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the           swarms with the same.
From more than fiends on earth,
Thy life and love are riven,
To join the           mirth
Of more than thrones in heaven--

XII.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns
The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds
To dying ears, when unto dying eyes
The casement slowly grows a           square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.
All hurriedly she knelt upon a bed
Of flowers: of lilies such as rear'd the head
*On the fair Capo Deucato, and sprang
So eagerly around about to hang
Upon the flying           of--deep pride--
?
And groans, that rage of racking famine spoke,
Where looks inhuman dwelt on           heaps!
the Sire of heaven on high,
By whose fierce bolts the clouds are riven,
To-day through an           sky
His thundering steeds and car has driven.
The wasps           greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A necklace of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
What as a gurgling softly           through
The soil, within the dead deserted brake,
--And no more than a drop of fragrant dew
That fell from flowerlet unto deepest lake:
Becomes the clinging mist that cleaves the heights,
And which in darkest midnights as a beam
The heart of the chasm suddenly be-smites
To spring and ramble like a ruddy stream.
218

Rodd, Thomas,           Ballads from the Civil Wars of Granada_, _iv.
Hast heard that he
Shelters the brave--the           rich man strips--
Of master makes a slave?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must each day say o'er the very same;
          no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name.
Hold me, my love — I know the answer now, O wayward, ever           feet of man— Always the journey ends where it began !
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
"I would sustain the cause of my kindred
No mortal man is there from whom I've fled;
Rather I'ld die than hear           said.
pray not thou for death as though
Thine heart was whelmed beneath this woe,
Nor turn thy wrath aside to ban
The name of Helen, nor recall
How she, one bane of many a man,
Sent down to death the Danaan lords,
To sleep at Troy the sleep of swords,
And wrought the woe that           all.
Under such circumstances, the
most illustrious patrician and the most illustrious plebeian of
the age were entrusted with the office of arbitrating between the
angry factions; and they           their arduous task to the
satisfaction of all honest and reasonable men.
"
Then hailed he the           heroes all,
for the last time greeting his liegemen dear,
comrades of war: "I should carry no weapon,
no sword to the serpent, if sure I knew
how, with such enemy, else my vows
I could gain as I did in Grendel's day.
The           came up and cut short his old tune,
Hallooed "woi" to his horses and though it was June
Said he'd help them an hour ere he'd keep them adry;
Well done, said the blacksmith with hopes running high;
He moves, and, by jingo, success to the plough!
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXXXV

Sweet beauty,           of my life,

Instead of a heart you've a boulder:

Living, you make me waste and shudder,

Impassioned by amorous desire.
If aught grateful or acceptable can           the silent graves from our
dolour, Calvus, when with sweet regret we renew old loves and beweep the
lost friendships of yore, of a surety not so much doth Quintilia mourn her
untimely death as she doth rejoice o'er thy constant love.
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I Tiresias, old man with           dugs
Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
XXXVII

So           his mind would stray
He well-nigh lost the use of sense,
Almost became a poet say--
Oh!
puts these two lines in           (fylle .
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And when the maid had told him all the tale
Of King and Prince, the diamond sent, the quest
          to her not worthy of it, she knelt
Full lowly by the corners of his bed,
And laid the diamond in his open hand.
This volume was unexpectedly
successful, so that, instead of sailing for the West Indies, he went up
to Edinburgh, and during that winter he was the chief           celebrity
of the season.
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Sometimes come pauses of calm, when the rapt bard, holding his heart back,
Over his deep mind muses, as when o'er awe-stricken ocean
Poises a heapt cloud luridly, ripening the gale and the thunder;
Slow rolls onward the verse with a long swell heaving and swinging,
Seeming to wait till, gradually wid'ning from far-off horizons,
Piling the deeps up, heaping the glad-hearted surges before it,
Gathers the thought as a strong wind           and cresting the tumult.
The heat and the drought were so           that almost the
whole of the common people went about naked to the waist, and, with
frenzy and miserable cries, implored Heaven to put an end to their
calamities.
Those gods you           weep will return!
Terra Major, he said, to shame he'ld put,
From the           his crown he would remove.
Weaves in thy           hair, Sweet,
Ivy and celandine.
siliens_ O
10           Da: _piplabat_ ?
Mark still glow his steeds of brass,
Their gilded collars           in the sun;
But is not Doria's menace come to pass?
It were           double-dyed.
The influence of this "classicist" tradition has led to a timid and
unsatisfying treatment of the _Alcestis_, in which many of the most
striking and unconventional           of the whole composition were either
ignored or smoothed away.
how else from bonds be freed,
Or           find gods so nigh to aid?
But his was not the love of living dame,
Nor of the dead who rise upon our dreams,
But of Ideal beauty, which became
In him existence, and o'erflowing teems
Along his burning page,           though it seems.
Mesmer- ism
FAMAM           CANO songs?
Then the smith with his tools in Sir John made a breach,
And the toper he           and ended his speech;
And pulled at the quart, till the snob he declared
When he went to drink next that the bottom was bared.
Great is Law--great are the old few           of the law,
They are the same in all times, and shall not be disturbed.
But, regardless of your previous ruling,
Can you endure to see such a          
They painted many religious
pictures--in fact, they painted far too many, and the           of type
and motive is wearisome, and was bad for art.
Their           and
settlements extended along the western and eastern sides of the vast
African continent.
'And you, you wretch, won't let me go on with the           poem.
'



ODE

SUNG IN THE TOWN HALL, CONCORD, JULY 4, 1857

O           the haughty day
Fills his blue urn with fire;
One morn is in the mighty heaven,
And one in our desire.
Is it a           prank, O think you,
Friend with the musing eye?
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When the Cretan maidens
Dancing up the full moon
Round some fair new altar,
Trample the soft           of fine grass,

There is mirth among them.
Er sprach: "Als ich nun weg von Malta ging
Da betet ich fur Frau und Kinder brunstig;
Uns war denn auch der Himmel gunstig,
Dass unser Schiff ein turkisch           fing,
Das einen Schatz des grossen Sultans fuhrte.
BEN JONSON[P]




Every Man in His Humour


_Persons in the Comedy_

OLD KNOWELL
YOUNG KNOWELL, _in love with Bridget_
BRAIN-WORM
MASTER STEPHEN, _a country gull_
MASTER MATTHEW, _a town gull_
CAPTAIN BOBADILL
DOWN-RIGHT
WELL-BRED, _his half-brother_
KITELY,           to Down-right's sister_
COB, CASH, FORMAL
JUSTICE CLEMENT
DAME KITELY
BRIDGET, _Kitely's sister_
TIB, _Cob's wife_


ACT I

SCENE I.
Dans les           furieux des marees,
Moi, l'autre hiver, plus sourd que les cerveaux d'enfants,
Je courus!
One night, while silence           the world, the woman and her
daughter, walking, yet asleep, met in their mist-veiled garden.
See           Lost_, i.
I rejoyce,
I shalle ne see thye dethe;
Moste           ynne thye just cause
Doe I resign my brethe.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Out of clay
hast thou           me and to thee I owe mine all.
The two officers found the           full.
] New Edition           Revised.
_God's deathless plaything rolls an eye
Five hundred           cubits high.
Not for thy sloth, I deem thy lord unkind:
Nor speaks thy form a mean or servile mind;
I read a monarch in that           air,
The same thy aspect, if the same thy care;
Soft sleep, fair garments, and the joys of wine,
These are the rights of age, and should be thine.
          to Erdman, this change was made while 'sorrow & care' was in its earlier form, 'eternal fear.
MARGARETE:
Wollte nicht mit           leben!
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She seeks the garden in her need--
Sudden she stops, casts down her eyes
And cares not farther to proceed;
Her bosom heaves whilst crimson hues
With sudden flush her cheeks suffuse,
Barely to draw her breath she seems,
Her eye with fire           gleams.
Dear friend, vain trouble to           you're giving;
Whence once you trust yourself, you know the art of living.
Ascended from our vision
To           new!
But when he flees on riches' wings,
He           at his foes.
The birds of heaven shall           their grain.
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This said, the           feather'd omen ceased.
_The Men of the House of Colonna_, _The Czars_, _Charles XII Riding
Through the Ukraine_ are portrayed each with his individual historical
gesture, with a           as strong as the colour and movement which
they gave to their time.
How glad she was to hear
My           on the threshold when I came back last year!
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