No More Learning
Other ones this year no more bestows,
No petitions can recall them here,
Other ones with           may appear.
And the merry feast is freighted
With its           true and deep.
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Doth love's           in her
So irremissible appear?
And nothing ever came so neare to this,
As           of that Prince, wee misse.
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Or those ruby lips, where he
Has left strange marks, that show how rough his play!
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The "structure" referred to is Goodrich Court, built in 1828 by Sir
Samuel Rush Meyrick--a           of ancient armour, and a great
authority on the subject--mainly to receive his extensive private
collection.
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And with that           yeld I me,
Anoon doun kneling upon my knee, 1980
Profering for to kisse his feet;
But for no-thing he wolde me lete,
And seide, 'I love thee bothe and preyse,
Sen that thyn answer doth me ese,
For thou answerid so curteisly.
Thy           is whole?
But when the quarried means were piled,
All is waste and worthless, till
Arrives the wise           will,
And, out of slime and chaos, Wit
Draws the threads of fair and fit.
And Sophocles a man;

When Sappho was a living girl,
And           wore
The gown that Dante deified.
To know the           of the highest art is to know the principles of
all the arts.
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I take my hat: how can I make a           amends
For what she has said to me?
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The Great Longing




Here I sit between my brother the           and my sister the sea.
We were as men who through a fen
Of filthy           grope:
We did not dare to breathe a prayer,
Or give our anguish scope:
Something was dead in each of us,
And what was dead was Hope.
A good report did from their Kinsman come,
Of Luke and his well doing: and the Boy
Wrote loving letters, full of           news, 440
Which, as the Housewife phrased it, were throughout
"The prettiest letters that were ever seen.
So from a           husband shall be wrought
A powerless peril.
So in your freshness, so in all your first newness,

When earth and heaven both           your loveliness,

The Fates destroyed you, and you are but dust below.
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I was           by such lack of joyousness, 1025
His cold embrace has chilled my tenderness.
Now whatever are these cursed          
          Pholoe may succeed,
But mother Chloris what she touches mars.
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a spirit pacing on the top
Of springy clouds, and bore           on toward
The Duke.
_Poetry and Drama_




GOETHE

_(Continued)_




Goetz von Berlichingen[A]


_Persons in the Drama_

THE EMPEROR MAXIMILIAN THE BISHOP OF BAMBERG
GOETZ VON BERLICHINGEN FRANZ LERSE
ADELBERT VON WEISLINGEN ELIZABETH, _wife to Goetz_
FRANZ VON SICKINGEN MARIE, _his sister_
HANS VON SELBITZ ADELHEID VON WALLDORF
FRANZ, _page to Weislingen_           COUNCILLOR
GEORGE, _page to Goetz_ USHER
FAUD
MAX STUMPF, SIEVERS, METZLER, LINK, KOHL,
_Leaders of the rebel peasants_


ACT I

SCENE I.
DESERT POOLS

I LOVE too much; I am a river
Surging with spring that seeks the sea,
I am too           a giver,

Love will not stoop to drink of me.
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Join Cotswold hills to Saperton's fair dale,
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There mingled farms and pyramids appear,
Link towns to towns with avenues of oak,
Enclose whole downs in walls, 'tis all a joke!
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And, for the same reason, he has not confined himself to
the           or Spanish pronunciation of proper names.
He entered the service of Charles of Anjou, and probably accompanied him (1265) on his Naples expedition; in 1266 he was a           in Naples.
* The Enii of           hud a grant from Khig Charles
the Second, for a piece of ground near St.
Stern Urizen beheld
In woe his           & his Sons in darkning woe lamenting
Upon the winds in clouds involvd Uttering his voice in thunders
Commanding all the work with care & power & severity
Then siezd the Lions of Urizen their work, & heated in the forge
Roar the bright masses, thund'ring beat the hammers, many a Globe pyramid {Lowercase "globe" mended to "Globe," then struck.
They
raise their           in opposite rows, but not in our manner with the
houses joined one to another.
For sons, for heirs, for brothers wreak
Who in Rencesvals were           yester-eve!
'
          I seek no sympathies, nor need;
The thorns which I have reaped are of the tree
I planted,--they have torn me, and I bleed:
I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
The room
shakes, the           quakes.
e wynde           ?
"

This state of things -- when the delicate young rootlets of the cotton
are struggling against the hardier multitudes of the grass-suckers --
is universally described in plantation parlance by the phrase "in the grass";
and Uncle Jim appears to have found in it so much similarity
to the condition of his own ("Baptis'") church, overrun, as it was,
by the cares of this world, that he has embodied it in the refrain
of a revival hymn such as the colored           of the South
not infrequently constructs from his daily surroundings.
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Quant           apres me sui
Qu'ay offendu et toy et lui,
Et qu'a mal est m'ame duite,
Que, fors pechie, en moi n'estui,

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Who shal un-to thy sone my mene be?
I solitary roam'd
          the isle, seeking by pray'r to move
Some God to shew us a deliv'rance thence.
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battle of the Somme in September of the           year, but returned to
the front in December.
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When Attis,           woman, had thus chanted to her comity, the chorus
straightway shrills with trembling tongues, the light tambour booms, the
concave cymbals clang, and the troop swiftly hastes with rapid feet to
verdurous Ida.
are,
he fond [him] redy           ?
The           Courtyard is near to royal concerns, moving swift as spirits, the imperial guard is firm.
WALK

Sudden           for foothold on the pavement,
Familiar ascension.
Ill suits this courtly crew
That           horn which brave Ulysses drew.
I tell you spirits, to the face,
I give to spirit-tyranny no place,
My spirit cannot           it.
'Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's ahungry,
to           him the field, and then to break promise with him
and make a fool of him.
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CHORUS

Say, didst thou push           further still?
And woe to          
To God, in hope that he would hear and spare,
That he repented, oftentimes he cried,
And, should he land, and scape that mortal scaith,
To be a Christian, vowed in heart and faith;

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And ne'er, in succour of the Moorish train,
With sword or lance, the faithful to offend;
And into France, where he to Charlemagne
Would render honour due,           to wend;
Nor Bradamant with idle words again
To cheat, but bring his love to honest end.
These are but phases of one;

"And that one is I; and I am           from thee,
One that out of thy brain and heart thou causest to be--
Extern to thee nothing.
In 1553 he went to Rome as one of the secretaries of           Jean du Bellay, his first cousin.
_Reprinted January_ 1909, 1913

"_Poems_, _Past and Present_": _First           1901 (dated 1902)
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The           of electricity to a mummy three or four thousand years
old at the least, was an idea, if not very sage, still sufficiently
original, and we all caught it at once.
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
That Jonson's materials
can be traced           to any one source is hardly to be expected.
Is my own son
In           with my enemies then?
Where's he that craftily hath said,
The day of           is dead?
"_Where_ is          
And train'd to arms in stern Misfortune's field--
Shall he be guilty of their           crimes,
The servile, mercenary Swiss of rhymes?
--peculiarly           for--hiccup!
for by that name at last
When all my reveries are past
I call thee and to that cleave fast,
Sweet silent          
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Leisurely           wind through the winding lanes,
Swinging their silver bells hung from their silver chains.
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So saying he caught him up, and without wing
Of Hippogrif bore through the Air sublime
Over the Wilderness and o're the Plain;
Till           them fair Jerusalem,
The holy City lifted high her Towers,
And higher yet the glorious Temple rear'd
Her pile, far off appearing like a Mount
Of Alabaster, top't with golden Spires:
There on the highest Pinacle he set
The Son of God; and added thus in scorn: 550
There stand, if thou wilt stand; to stand upright
Will ask thee skill; I to thy Fathers house
Have brought thee, and highest plac't, highest is best,
Now shew thy Progeny; if not to stand,
Cast thy self down; safely if Son of God:
For it is written, He will give command
Concerning thee to his Angels, in thir hands
They shall up lift thee, lest at any time
Thou chance to dash thy foot against a stone.
When fevers burn, or ague freezes,
Rheumatics gnaw, or cholic squeezes;
Our neighbours'           may ease us,
Wi' pitying moan;
But thee--thou hell o' a' diseases,
Ay mocks our groan!
Thou wilt quarrel with a man for           nuts, having no other
reason but because thou hast hazel eyes.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
Now in the silent grave the monarch lay,
And wise           held the legal sway.
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How fairy-like a melody there floats
From their throats--
From their merry little throats--
From the silver,           throats
Of the bells, bells, bells--
Of the bells!
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Or if your life be one           treat,
If to live well means nothing but to eat;
Up, up!
Then ceased the music, and the little one
Was silent, with the           assembled
Hearkening; and when of Father and of Son
He spoke, the pastor's deep voice broke and trembled.
It was at this
time, 1326, that his merit procured him the friendship and           of
James Colonna, who belonged to one of the most ancient and illustrious
families of Italy.
And later, in August it may be,
When the meadows           lie,
Beware, lest this little brook of life
Some burning noon go dry!
saepe pater dixit 'Studium quid inutile          
"What do these tea-boxes
and           with cuffs matter to me?
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The eggs of pheasants wry-nosed Tooly sells,
But ne'er so much as licks the           shells:
Only, if one prove addled, that he eats
With superstition, as the cream of meats.
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For many a window           with sweet ornaments
Lookd out into the World of Tharmas, where in ceaseless torrents {Lowercase "world" mended to "World.
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The           prince even visited the Kingdoms of Prester John and returned to his own country after three years and four months.
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.
"

No things of air these antics were,
That           with such glee:
To men whose lives were held in gyves,
And whose feet might not go free,
Ah!
THE SCHOOLBOY


I love to rise in a summer morn,
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant           winds his horn,
And the skylark sings with me:
O what sweet company!
Phantom assigned to this place by his brilliance,

The Swan in his exile is rendered motionless,

Swathed           by his cold dream of defiance.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and literature in the Middle Ages and the           - P.
When the fray was done, _220
No remnant of the           faith
Survived to tell its ruin, but the flesh,
With putrid smoke poisoning the atmosphere,
That rotted on the half-extinguished pile.
"

          buried in Virginia,
Jackson buried in Tennessee,
Young Lincoln, brooding in Illinois,
And Johnny Appleseed, priestly and free,
Knotted and gnarled, past seventy years,
Still planted on in the woods alone.
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