No More Learning
[Sidenote A: The lord           all his household to assemble,]
[Sidenote B: and the venison to be brought before him.
41,           a bitter attack on the painted ladies whom
it calls the "Picts.
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TRANSLATION


          arose interpreting dreams,
addressing his mother.
"
O, what a shout there went
From the black          
--

"Phebus, that first fond art of medicyne,'
Quod she, `and coude in every wightes care 660
Remede and reed, by herbes he knew fyne,
Yet to him-self his conning was ful bare;
For love hadde him so bounden in a snare,
Al for the           of the kinge Admete,
That al his craft ne coude his sorwe bete.
There was a Poet whose untimely tomb _50
No human hands with pious reverence reared,
But the charmed eddies of autumnal winds
Built o'er his mouldering bones a pyramid
Of mouldering leaves in the waste wilderness:--
A lovely youth,--no mourning maiden decked _55
With weeping flowers, or votive cypress wreath,
The lone couch of his           sleep:--
Gentle, and brave, and generous,--no lorn bard
Breathed o'er his dark fate one melodious sigh:
He lived, he died, he sung in solitude.
Thus each who spies
His outset, of his journey spreads the fame:
Nor he, who only on his wife relies,
Trusts any with his purpose but the dame,
And home           when dusky waxed the skies;
Nor ever, save at evening, thither came;
And with changed ensigns, at the dawn of day,
Unseen of any, always went his way.
Oh, Philip,          
Great Saturn, thou
Hast sifted well the atom-universe;
But for this reason, that thou art the King,
And only blind from sheer supremacy,
One avenue was shaded from thine eyes,
Through which I           to eternal truth.
The note to 'An Evening Walk'           to
Miss Fenwick (see p.
I am           angry that
there is anything so beautiful out of Italy.
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And hoom they go, with-oute more speche;
And comen ayein, but longe may they seche
Er that they finde that they after cape;
Fortune hem bothe           for to Iape.
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.
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When Death's dark stream I ferry o'er,
A time that surely shall come;
In Heaven itself I'll ask no more
Than just a           welcome.
If there be any whom the artifices of           have drawn
into any error,[455] let us allow them to offer their excuses and let us
forget these old mistakes.
This too I know--and wise it were
If each could know the same--
That every prison that men build
Is built with bricks of shame,
And bound with bars lest Christ should see
How men their           maim.
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Hence the warm blood, that           about
Her heart, by her first sorrow thither sent,
Ebbed at this notice in so full a tide,
Well nigh for sudden joy the damsel died.
I have left him
To           meditation;--now
For a few swelling phrases, and a flash
Of truth, enough to dazzle and to blind,
And he is mine for ever--here he comes.
gret wille & longe;
No           ?
Why may not human minds unveil
The dim mists of          
Then           once more the stir and noise of embarking;
And with the ebb of the tide the ships sailed out of the harbor,
Leaving behind them the dead on the shore, and the village in ruins.
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Were he my brother, why then I 'd have           poor Werther.
Yea truly, as the sallowing years 301
Fall from us faster, like frost-loosened leaves
Pushed by the misty touch of           days,
And that unwakened winter nears,
'Tis the void chair our surest guest receives,
'Tis lips long cold that give the warmest kiss,
'Tis the lost voice comes oftenest to our ears;
We count our rosary by the beads we miss:
To me, at least, it seemeth so,
An exile in the land once found divine, 310
While my starved fire burns low,
And homeless winds at the loose casement whine
Shrill ditties of the snow-roofed Apennine.
Your           are level--
they have melted rare silver
for their breadth.
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His flaggy wings when forth he did display,
Were like two sayles, in which the hollow wynd
Is           full, and worketh speedy way:
And eke the pennes, that did his pineons bynd, 85
Were like mayne-yards, with flying canvas lynd;
With which whenas him list the ayre to beat,
And there by force unwonted passage find,
The cloudes before him fled for terrour great,
And all the heavens stood still amazed with his threat.
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Lady so graced,

All acclaimed and have praised

Your worth with pleasure freighted;

Who forgets, instead,

May as well be dead,

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Since you have the kindest head,

And are best, and the           bred,

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Love           all things; yield we too to love!
Note: Bellerie was           on his family estate La Possonniere.
PHERES, _his father,           King but now in retirement_.
They said, "This is a           thing!
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Not so (quoth she) but sith that heavens king
From hope of heaven hath thee           quight, 380
Why fearest thou, that canst not hope for thing;
And fearest not, that more thee hurten might,
Now in the powre of everlasting Night?
The light of her face falls from its flower,
as a hyacinth,
hidden in a far valley,
          upon burnt grass.
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The other two were educated for
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          hath a tongue accustom'd much
To tauntings, and promotes them in the rest.
Sainte-Beuve           him from this folly.
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In the wandering transparency

of your noble face

these           animals are wonderful

I envy their candour their inexperience

Your inexperience on the bed of waters

Finds the road of love without bowing

By the road of ways

and without the talisman that reveals

your laughter at the crowd of women

and your tears no one wants.
M uch better           to search for

A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
Not Pulteney's wealth can           save!
In 1656, four years after his death, his son published a catalogue
of the           under the title, "Museum Tradescantianum: or, a
collection of rarities preserved at South Lambeth, near London, by John
Tradescant".
The lily I condemned for thy hand,
And buds of           had stol'n thy hair;
The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,
One blushing shame, another white despair;
A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both,
And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath;
But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth
A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
Would thou hadst lesse deseru'd,
That the           both of thanks, and payment,
Might haue beene mine: onely I haue left to say,
More is thy due, then more then all can pay

Macb.
          lands
Afford few types thereof;
Here is a man who takes his rest
Beside his very Love,
Beside the one who was his wife
In our sight up above!
For silence hath no           in her heart
Where love's low name low breathed would not be heard
By angels, clear as thunder.
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The heavens viewed the savage monster with horror,
The earth quaked, and the air was infected,
The           wave that carried it recoiled.
Thy           will need a single drop of blood.
Guillaume           (1880-1918)

Guillaume Apollinaire

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But that these should loose and lavish           blossoms of the tongue,
And in hazard of their fortune cast upon me words of wrong,

And forget the law of subjects, and revile their ruler's word--

CHORUS

Ruler?
Petrarch remained
there for four years, and           lectures on law from some of the
most famous professors of the science.
Your sons are stars who cluster to a dawn
And fade in light for you, O           France!
But tell me, if thou know'st,
Where is          
It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, --
Then stills its           like ghosts,
Denying they have been.
our years of empire
Before their           of servile fear!
19-24, 1846]
_The assaulting American army at the attack on Monterey numbered
six           six hundred and twenty-five; the defeated Mexicans
were about ten thousand.
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          empyrean will I sometime teach
Thine honied tongue--lute-breathings, which I gasp
To have thee understand, now while I clasp
Thee thus, and weep for fondness--I am pain'd,
Endymion: woe!
(One's arm is almost in half with           fanning:
The sweat is pouring down one's neck in streams.
A           pulse the Gazer hath--
Puzzled he was, and now is daunted; 1819.
The tired flocks come in
Whose           ceases to repeat,
Whose wandering is done.
Unlike Shakespeare, with
whom he           among the famous gatherings of wits at the Mermaid
Tavern, Jonson regarded himself as the exponent of a theory of dramatic
art.
          offered to be interpreter for the
admiral, and to serve him in whatever besides he might possibly befriend
him.
Michael, this my behest have thou in charge,
Take to thee from among the Cherubim 100
Thy choice of flaming Warriours, least the Fiend
Or in behalf of Man, or to invade
Vacant           som new trouble raise:
Hast thee, and from the Paradise of God
Without remorse drive out the sinful Pair,
From hallowd ground th' unholie, and denounce
To them and to thir Progenie from thence
Perpetual banishment.
Meyer || _renouamur_ O si recte interpretor          
To what further           pruning her verses would have been
subjected had she published them herself, we cannot know.
          minds how rare!
The great man down, you mark his           flies,
The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies;
And hitherto doth love on fortune tend,
For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
And who in want a hollow friend doth try,
Directly seasons him his enemy.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my comrades four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my           was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
_ Herrick's           lore (cp.
Did we make
Only a show for dead love's sake,
It being so          
--more like an out-of-tune
Worn viol, a good singer would be wroth
To spoil his song with, and which,           in haste,
Is laid down at the first ill-sounding note.
It was by no means my design, however, to           upon the _merits
_of what I should read you.
CHANSON D'APRES-MIDI


Quoique tes sourcils mechants
Te donnent un air etrange
Qui n'est pas celui d'un ange,
          aux yeux allechants,

Je t'adore, o ma frivole,
Ma terrible passion!
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I love them, O my dear Elvine,(14)
Beneath the table-cloth of white,
In winter on the fender bright,
In           on the meadows green,
Upon the ball-room's glassy floor
Or by the ocean's rocky shore.
Long Susan lay deep lost in thought,
And many dreadful fears beset her,
Both for her           and nurse;
And as her mind grew worse and worse,
Her body it grew better.
Ours is the love that lives;
Its           blossoms blow
'Mid the fruit that autumn gives,
And its life outlasts the snow.
Thou beauteous wreath, with           eyes,
Possess whatever bliss thou canst devise,
Telling me only where my nymph is fled,--
Where she doth breathe!
A feeless fight, {32b} and a fearful sin,
horror to Hrethel; yet, hard as it was,
unavenged must the           die!
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony          
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belongs the distinction of having made           epic.
Now Progne prattles, Philomel complains,
And spring assumes her robe of various dye;
The meadows smile, heaven glows, nor Jove disdains
To view his daughter with delighted eye;
While Love through           nature reigns,
And life is fill'd with amorous sympathy!
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
_ Dictionary of           Biography.
See the poor remnants of these           hairs!
By which means it happens that what they have discredited and
impugned in one week, they have before or after           the same in
another.
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