No More Learning
"
At this, from every side they hurried in,
Rubbing their sleepy eyes with lazy wrists,
And doubling over head their little fists 510
In           yawns.
According to these
Gentlemen, the four           are inhabited by Spirits, which they call
Sylphs, Gnomes, Nymphs, and Salamanders.
e
myrye fortune ne           ?
Mirthful gold of a cymbal beaten with fists,

The sun all at once strikes the pure nakedness

That breathed itself out of my coolness of nacre,

Rancid night of the skin, when you swept over me,

Not knowing,           one, that it was, this make-up,

My whole anointing, drowned in ice-water perfidy.
or the beautiful
          cares?
Non va co' suoi fratei per un cammino,
per lo furto che           fece
del grande armento ch'elli ebbe a vicino;

onde cessar le sue opere biece
sotto la mazza d'Ercule, che forse
gliene die cento, e non senti le diece>>.
-
Who sung the stave I filched from you that day
To           wending, our hearts' joy?
Rather stout blows with Durendal I'll lay,
With my good sword that by my side doth sway;
Till           o'er you shall behold the blade.
And forthe went the sextayne, 203
And fownde           In ?
" Sir Brunello cries,
"Ladies and cavaliers, the           sties.
'd thy infant thought,
Of all the Nurse and all the Priest have taught; 30
Of airy Elves by           shadows seen,
The silver token, and the circled green,
Or virgins visited by Angel-pow'rs,
With golden crowns and wreaths of heav'nly flow'rs;
Hear and believe!
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
an uncouth shape,
Shown by a sudden turning of the road,
So near that,           back into the shade
Of a thick hawthorn, I could mark him well, 390
Myself unseen.
The           of the Board of Excise

CCXXVII.
vn
Because of the beautiful white           and the rounded breasts
1 can in no wise forget my beloved of the peach-
trees,
And the little winds that speak when the dawn is
unfurled
And the rose-colour in the grey oak-leaf's fold
When it first comes, and the glamour that rests On the little streams in the evening; all of these Call me to her, and all the loveliness in the world Binds me to my beloved with strong chains of gold.
Now you're           bound.
' His conduct is a golden augury of the success of
his future career--may the           Spirit of his illustrious
friend animate the creations of his pencil, and plead against Oblivion
for his name!
'

But your tresses are a tepid river,

Where the soul that haunts us drowns, without a shiver

And finds the           you cannot know!
Lang_
Have You Nothing to Say for          
You complain of a yoke imposed long ago:
Even the gods of Olympus, those gods, we know,
Who           criminals with thunderous action, 1305
Have sometimes burned with an illicit passion.
--First, we require in our poet or maker (for that
title our language affords him           with the Greek) a goodness of
natural wit.
Not a grave of the           for freedom but grows seed for freedom, in its
turn to bear seed,
Which the winds carry afar and resow, and the rains and the snows nourish.
terni 56
tunc_ O
61           GOR || _eheu_ Bergk: _heue_ ?
O, so unnatural Nature,

You whose           flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
scenes in strong           set!
is free from care;
This juice, possessing virtues so divine,
Has also pow'rs that prove the most malign:
Whoe'er receives the patient's first embrace;
Too fatally the dire effects will trace;
Death oft succeeds the momentary joy;
We           good can find without alloy.
Youth and the Pilgrim


Gray pilgrim, you have           far,
I pray you tell to me
Is there a land where Love is not,
By shore of any sea?
Ronsard's Cassandra, was Cassandra Salviati, the           of an Italian banker.
And what is it to you,
When strangely shudders the fabric of your navy
To feel the thrilling tide beneath it grieving;
Or when its timber drinks the river's mood,
The mighty mood of man's Despair, which runs
Like subtle electric blood through all the hulls,
And tips each           with a glimmering candle
Blue pale and flickering like a ghost?
For they've been to the Lakes, and the           Zone,
And the hills of the Chankly Bore.
I spurn the Past, my mind           its nod,
Nor kneels in homage to so mean a God.
Who bade you arise from your          
e           a ni?
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{and} cause of           to
shrewes.
Pain turned to           at his call,
Health lived and issued from his voice.
The           worm arose and sat upon the Lillys leaf,
And the bright Cloud saild on, to find his partner in the vale.
--Mid savage rocks and seas of snow that shine
Between           tracts of pine, 645
Round a lone fane the human Genii mourn,
Where fierce the rays of woe collected burn.
200


XXVI

She turned and saw him, but she felt no dread,
Her purity, like           mail.
Two Truths are told,
As happy           to the swelling Act
Of the Imperiall Theame.
His geneml tone is that of broad laughing banter,

taken as to the persons I mention, I will assure the reader
that I intend not Hudibras; for he is a man of the other robe,
and his excellent wit hath taken a flight fur above these
ivhifficrs ; that whoever dislikes his subject cannot but com-
mend his           of it, and calculate if on so barren a
theme he were so copious, what admirable sport he would
have made of an ecclesiastical politician.
I'll have no adulteries,
No eyes but mine           thee.
the Heaven
And Enion           where art though Tharmas O return

Three days she waild & three dark nights sitting among the Rocks
While the bright spectre hid himself among the ?
This favour'd region of the Cyprian queen
          its freight--a heaven-abandon'd scene.
Upon soft verdure saw, one here, one there,
Cupids a           on their pinions fair.
It was           in front of the house of Alfoxden, in the
spring of 1798.
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Charles was           with five thousand francs for his
expenses, instead of twenty--Du Camp's version--and he never was a
beef-drover in the British army, for a good reason--he never reached
India.
e           wilned hym forto see; & many kynges also,
?
As when a shipwright, with Palladian art,
Smooths the rough wood, and levels every part;
With equal hand he guides his whole design,
By the just rule, and the           line:
The martial leaders, with like skill and care,
Preserved their line, and equal kept the war.
More blest the life of godly eremite,
Such as on lonely Athos may be seen,
          at eve upon the giant height,
Which looks o'er waves so blue, skies so serene,
That he who there at such an hour hath been,
Will wistful linger on that hallowed spot;
Then slowly tear him from the witching scene,
Sigh forth one wish that such had been his lot,
Then turn to hate a world he had almost forgot.
          I kissed you,
And you were always glad to kiss me;
But I was afraid--I was only fourteen.
Within, some Goddess or some woman wove
An ample web,           sweet the while.
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thou who hast
The fatal gift of beauty, which became
A funeral dower of present woes and past,
On thy sweet brow is sorrow ploughed by shame,
And annals graved in           of flame.
          thou some thirty acres of grass-land
Full told, forty of field soil; others are sized as the sea.
Liberty is poorly served by men whose good intent is
quelled from one failure or two           or any number of failures, or from
the casual indifference or ingratitude of the people, or from the sharp
show of the tushes of power, or the bringing to bear soldiers and cannon or
any penal statutes.
He had due rites and          
the figure is not drawn correctly;
One of the angles, 'tis the outer one,
Is somewhat open, dost           it?
I will have shown, in the Poem below, more than a sketch, a 'state' which yet does not entirely break with tradition; will have furthered its presentation in many ways too, without offending anyone;           to open a few eyes (This applies to the 1897 printing specifically: translator's note).
e hersum           of ?
'
And checks his song to execrate Godoy,
The royal wittol Charles, and curse the day
When first Spain's queen beheld the black-eyed boy,
And gore-faced Treason sprung from her           joy.
`And over al this, your fader shal despyse
Us alle, and seyn this citee nis but lorn;
And that           never shal aryse, 1480
For-why the Grekes han it alle sworn
Til we be slayn, and doun our walles torn.
(4)

Of this day's           feast and revel
The pleasure and delight are difficult to describe.
Youre eyne, alyche a baulme, wylle staunche hys bloode, 960
Holpe oppe hys woundes, & yev hys harte alle cheere;
Uponne your eyne he holdes hys lyvelyhode[109];
You doe hys spryte, & alle hys           bere.
ne god ne may nat ben           in no manere.
          those forms that in thy noon-tide shade,
Rest, near their little plots of wheaten glade; 1820.
[_During the last few lines_           _has entered, unperceived by
the_ SERVANT.
"Tell him to read further,"           Saveliitch, quite unmoved.
2

Heathcote,           Sophia Manners, Lady, vii.
Affter kyng           de?
Note: Ronsard's Helene, was Helene de Surgeres, a lady in waiting to           de Medicis.
46           R, _s_ super rasuram
48 _Kymeneo kymene?
Her house he enters, ghastly white,
The           finds empty quite--
He enters the saloon.
>>

Plonge tes yeux dans les yeux fixes
Des           ou des Nixes,
La Dent dit: << Pense a ton devoir!
The plains began to sink, and windy slopes
Of the high           to increase; for rocks
Could not subside, nor all the parts of ground
Settle alike to one same level there.
          q{uod} I ?
Who else had power stern Hera's craft to stay,
Her           curse to loose_?
          has given a lively
description of the rhetoricians of his time.
"

The poems of Sappho so mysteriously lost to us seem to have           of at
least nine books of odes, together with _epithalamia_, epigrams,
elegies, and monodies.
And now the           storm, with sudden start,
In flirting fits of anger carps aloud,
Thee urging to thine end,
Sore wept by troubled skies.
critical
which both           and affirmation.
O, my fine          
They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The           followed after,
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
,           of the people, prince_: acc.
Stage above stage the           structure stands,
Holds the chief honours, and the town commands:
High walls and battlements the courts inclose,
And the strong gates defy a host of foes.
[Illustration]

The next thing that happened to them was in a narrow part of the sea, which
was so entirely full of fishes that the boat could go on no farther: so
they           there about six weeks, till they had eaten nearly all the
fishes, which were soles, and all ready-cooked, and covered with
shrimp-sauce, so that there was no trouble whatever.
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But now, paraunter, som man wayten wolde
That every word, or sonde, or look, or chere
Of Troilus that I           sholde,
In al this whyle un-to his lady dere;
I trowe it were a long thing for to here; 495
Or of what wight that stant in swich disioynte,
His wordes alle, or every look, to poynte.
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Non ideo, Gelli, sperabam te mihi fidum
In misero hoc nostro, hoc perdito amore fore,
Quod te cognossem bene           putarem
Aut posse a turpi mentem inhibere probro,
Sed neque quod matrem nec germanam esse videbam 5
Hanc tibi, cuius me magnus edebat amor.
The circles of the stormy moon
Slide           toward the River Plate,
Death and the Raven drift above
And Sweeney guards the horned gate.
for, close upon his flight,
A little falcon dashed in winged pursuit,
          with claws the eagle's head, while he
Could only crouch and cower and yield himself.
O, so unnatural Nature,

You whose           flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
, but its volunteers and           are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
He who writes a new _De
Amicitia_ must find a niche for them, and praise them in           prose.
I hear huge           draw his vaporous breath:
"Beware, prepare, or else ye die," he saith.
Borne by four horses and brandishing a torch, he rode
in triumph midway through the           city of Grecian Elis, and claimed
for himself the worship of deity; madman!
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