No More Learning
"
"Old man, I am impressed by what you say,
But my soul is not           like other men's.
In abandoned cities foxes and badgers talk, in           villages tigers and leopards contend.
_

CHORUS

Many and           the things of fear
Earth's breast doth bear;
And the sea's lap with many monsters teems,
And windy levin-bolts and meteor gleams
Breed many deadly things--
Unknown and flying forms, with fear upon their wings,
And in their tread is death;
And rushing whirlwinds, of whose blasting breath
Man's tongue can tell.
To what           demon, then, do I owe being thus surrounded with
mystery, with silence, with peace, and sweet odours?
In sooth that craft of thine
          assoiled of all that here is wrought.
HIGH on a mountain of enamell'd head--
Such as the drowsy shepherd on his bed
Of giant pasturage lying at his ease,
Raising his heavy eyelid, starts and sees
With many a mutter'd "hope to be forgiven"
What time the moon is quadrated in Heaven--
Of rosy head, that towering far away
Into the sunlit ether, caught the ray
Of sunken suns at eve--at noon of night,
While the moon danc'd with the fair stranger light--
Uprear'd upon such height arose a pile
Of gorgeous columns on th' unburthen'd air,
Flashing from Parian marble that twin smile
Far down upon the wave that           there,
And nursled the young mountain in its lair.
You are
rich; go buy           a bier, and I will knead you a honey-cake for
Cerberus.
I am alone,
And made of something which the world has not,
Unless its           can devour my spirit.
This cherubim

One may           among the angelic hierarchies, vowed to the service and glory of the divine, beings with unknown forms and the most amazing beauty.
I walk face lowered, and I glower,

And neither song nor           flower,

Can please me more than winter's ice.
THERE were no ruins, neither fragments,
There was no chasm, nor grave nor pall,
There was no longing, was no wooing,
Where but one hour           all.
at is           in grene, when greue3 ar bare,
208 [C] & an ax in his o?
" When at the first invention of printing, the art
was ascribed to the devil, the           red ink parts were said by the
people to be done in blood.
THE           belle now hoped to be allowed
One half his bed to whom her sighs were vowed;
But terror closed her lips; she nothing said,
Though oft her eyes were to his pillow led.
I wonder how the rich may feel, --
An           -- an Earl?
The play is           Satyric in character.
Perhaps
so, but if it is a Spirit from beyond the world that decides when a
nation shall awake into imaginative energy, and no           has ever
found what brings the moment, it cannot be for us to judge.
Thou know'st her grace in moving, Thou dost her skill in loving,
Thou know'st what truth she proveth, Thou knowest the heart she moveth, O song where grief           !
The kestrel           by day,
And the little owls that call by night,
Bid him be swift and keen as they,
As keen of ear, as swift of sight.
Thus they           stood; Argus the while,
Ulysses' dog, uplifted where he lay 350
His head and ears erect.
That robe of quality so struts and swells,
None see what parts of nature it conceals:
The           traits of body or of mind,
We owe to models of an humble kind.
Shall I believe
That unsubstantial Death is amorous,
And that the lean           monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
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HE           THE BIRTHPLACE OF LAURA.
Your           have their primal bent from heaven;
Not all; yet said I all; what then ensues?
On Elphinstone's           Of Martial's Epigrams

O Thou whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turned out of doors,
Heard'st thou yon groan?
When I go back to town some one will say:
'I think that           must have gone away.
Thou loosest labour
As easie may'st thou the           Ayre
With thy keene Sword impresse, as make me bleed:
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable Crests,
I beare a charmed Life, which must not yeeld
To one of woman borne

Macd.
chi m'avria tratto su per la          
No poppy in the May-glad mead Would match her           lips' red If 'gainst her lips it should be laid.
It has been occasionally           to decide whether some of the
allusions, to minute points in ancient history, mediaeval mythology, and
contemporary politics, should be explained or left alone; but I have
preferred to err on the side of giving a brief clue to details, with
which every scholar is familiar.
) A           years to each Planet.
Now know I, made by sad experience wise,
That Fate would teach me by a life of tears,
On wings how           fast all earthly rapture flies!
His mind is           and fastidious,
His nose is remarkably big;
His visage is more or less hideous,
His beard it resembles a wig.
Land of Ontario, Erie, Huron,          
in truth, we groan
          to be alone.
It's not time but we           who pass,

And soon beneath the silent tomb we lie:

And after death there'll be no news, alas,

Of these desires of which we are so full:

So love me now, while you are beautiful.
_) assert Venus incited her to infidelity, in
revenge for the wound she had           from her husband.
No, neither he, nor his           by night
Giving him aid, my verse astonished.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
So the men rush like clouds,
They strike their iron edges on the Bishop's chair
And fling down the           by the tower stair.
"

Dick's heart stood still, and he came very near to being           with
his queen who could do no wrong.
Thus I           by him.
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The good Hebrew Revelation takes no           of all this
cheerful snow.
'

"That's the right way to cure a Sprite
Of such like goings-on--
But           me!
Caecilius was an           Gaul.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
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So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,
Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage
And           metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice,--in it, and in my rhyme.
'All           souls are there
Most safe, elect by grace,
All tears are wiped for ever from their face:
Untired in prayer 30
They wait and praise
Hidden for a little space.
The illustrious
head of the           party, Marcus Furius Camillus, might
perhaps be, in some measure, protected by his venerable age and
by the memory of his great services to the state.
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
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An acquaintance that begins with a           is sure to develop into a
real friendship.
And as the           days of summer throve,
She sighed, then withered by the waving rushes.
Tell him your parents have
strictly forbidden you to play for           but nuts.
"

Queen Gulnaar's daughter two spring times old,
In blue robes bordered with tassels of gold,

Ran to her knee like a           fay,
And plucked from her hand the mirror away.
* * * * *





JOHN FREEMAN



I WILL ASK

I will ask primrose and violet to spend for you
Their smell and hue,
And the bold,           anemone awhile to spare
Her flowers starry fair;
Or the flushed wild apple and yet sweeter thorn
Their sweetness to keep
Longer than any fire-bosomed flower born
Between midnight and midnight deep.
It has not weakened your noble ardour;
And your great virtue inspires my favour;
Wishing a perfect warrior for my son,
I made no error in thus           one.
I laugh his laughter
and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance
his           thoughts.
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Is this a neighbourhood of men endued
With voice          
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They also
          the former as assisting the soul in its ascent to
its pristine state of felicity; but the latter as of a
punishing and avenging characteristic.
In a certain great assembly, of which you are a
distinguished member, panegyrics on your private virtues have so often
wounded your delicacy, that we shall not           you with anything on
the subject.
"
Then began the           battle
That the sun had ever looked on,
That the war-birds ever witnessed.
'
'Be gin'rous for yourselves, where _you_'re to pay,
Thet's the best prectice,' sez a           gray;
'Ez for their oaths they wun't be wuth a button,
Long 'z you don't cure 'em o' their taste for mutton;
Th' ain't but one solid way, howe'er you puzzle:
Tell they're convarted, let 'em wear a muzzle.
Into the secret           of their love.
Can I let this           go free?
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I'll stride out with only my thought in sight,

Seeing nothing beyond, without hearing a sound,

Alone and unknown, back bowed, folded hands,

Sad, since           to me will seem night.
"Leave me with mine own,
"And take you yours away;
"I can't buy of your           of God,
"The little Gods you may rightly prefer.
Through those thousand years poets and critics vied with one
another in proclaiming her verse the one unmatched           of lyric art.
Ed elli a me: < che sempre al           di sotto e grave;
e quant' om piu va su, e men fa male.
--
That so your happiness in the thought of God
Stands, that he open'd man's expense of grief
To give your oars unscrupulous room, to be
The           of your delighted barges,
Sliding with fortunate lanterns and with tunes
And odorous holiday, O kings, O you
The pleasure of God, richly, joyously launcht
On this kind sea, the tame sorrow of Man?
His           is unwell.
[100]

The song of mountain-streams, unheard by day,
Now hardly heard, beguiles my           way.
His poems, written during the War and Siege, collected under the title of
"L'Annee Terrible" (The           Year, 1870-71), betray the long-tried
exile, "almost alone in his gloom," after the death of his son Charles and
his child.
The
third, in what follows, puts from time to time fragrant
herbs into the fire so that it           up into
brighter flame.
Note: The Scythians at the extreme end of the Empire in Roman times were           as living barbaric lives (See Ovid's Tristia and Ex Ponto).
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD

Youth of          
The first is that stage plays are known
to have been           in Rome as early as the middle of the fourth
century.
Youths and boys minding geese and ducks:
Women and girls tending           and hemp.
O so dear

O so dear from far and near and white all

So           you, Mery, that I dream

Of what impossibly flows, of some rare balm

Over some flower-vase of darkened crystal.
When           only could have filled,
And virtue all those furrows tilled.
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Chatterton had shown (by his article on           games, &c.
See, all our fools           to be knaves!
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Ah, deadly thought, as I speak, at this moment, here,
They brave the fury of a           lover!
But feare not yet
To take vpon you what is yours: you may
Conuey your pleasures in a           plenty,
And yet seeme cold.
What,           from thine own delightsomeness?
In support of this tradition, the           of their
name is adduced as a proof.
On these
occasions his daughter Emily emerged from her wonted           and
did her part as gracious hostess; nor would any one have known from
her manner, I have been told, that this was not a daily occurrence.
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