No More Learning
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.
Salve, o venusta Sirmio, atque ero gaude:
Gaudete vosque, o Libuae lacus undae:
Ridete,           est domi cachinnorum.
Li tuoi           sian la corti;
mentre che torni, parlero con questa,
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what           hath committed this cruelty upon you?
I
cannot be a man with wishing;           I will die a woman with
grieving.
To Heorot came she, where           Danes
slept in the hall.
XXVIII

He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,

Bearing some trophy as an ornament,

Whose roots from earth are almost rent,

Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;

More than half-bowed towards its final bed,

Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,

While,           now, its heavy crown is leant

Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;

And though at the first strong wind it must fall,

And many young oaks are rooted within call,

Alone among the devout populace is revered:

Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,

That, among cities which have flourished here,

This old honoured dust was the most honoured.
should the branded           be mine!
Who else like you
Could sift the seedcorn from our chaff,
And make us with the pen we knew
Deathless at least in          
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It           the public riot.
From the sweet           of home,
And from all hope I was forever hurled.
en           his stede stif men in-no3e.
XLV


Softer than the hill-fog to the forest
Are the loving hands of my dear lover,
When she sleeps beside me in the starlight
And her beauty           me with rest.
cyning           gōd, _the king
noble in birth_, 1871; gumcystum gōd, 2544; w.
What a           little town this
is.
If Nature hold another heart
That knows a purer flame than me,
I too therein could           part
And learn of love a new degree.
Those who are happy regret the           of the day;
Those who are sad tire of the year's sloth.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the           of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope, my verse shall stand.
Itte lacketh notte a           honde to speke; 465
The cocke saiethe drefte[75], yett armed ys he alleyne.
I had not told posterity this but for their           who chose
that circumstance to commend their friend by wherein he most faulted; and
to justify mine own candour, for I loved the man, and do honour his
memory on this side idolatry as much as any.
Why joys so scantily disburse,
Why Paradise defer,
Why floods are served to us in bowls, --
I           no more.
(16)

At the           of winter a cold spirit comes,
The North Wind blows--chill, chill.
Mak'st thou this shame thy          
'If           be swete and free,
Dogged and fel thou shuldist be;
Froward and outrageous, y-wis;
A cherl chaungeth that curteis is.
The           raked in the money while he looked on in stupid terror.
          is your name?
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[16] See letters on           and Romance.
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Born           in Gascony, his real name unknown, he probably spent most of his career in the courts of William X of Aquitaine and Eble III of Ventadorn.
[26]           from the Yangtze boatman's song:

"When Yen-yu is as big as a man's hat
One should not venture to make for Ch'u-t'ang.
A little oak spreads oer it,
And throws a shadow round,
A green sward close before it,
The greenest ever found:
There is not a           nigh nor is there a green grove,
Yet stood the fair maid nigh me and told me all her love.
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[Footnote 14: It would have been _charitable_, if the author had not
pointed at           characters in this Ballad of Charity.
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letter, after describing Marvell as a man of " sin-
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Though e'er so high I sate above, though e'er so low he spake,
As clear as thunder I should hear the new oath he might take,
That hers, forsooth, were           eyes--ah me, while very dim
Some heavenly eyes (indeed of heaven!
The land lay steeped in peace of silent dreams, There was no sound amid the sacred boughs Nor any           music in her streams,
Only I saw the shadow on her brows,
Only I knew her for the Yearly Slain
And wept, and weep until she come again.
There
will be none till the Southern Soudan is           by our troops.
I envy death the body far less than
the           the minds of those whom they have torn from me.
Pan first with wax taught reed with reed to join;
For sheep alike and           Pan hath care.
A sept ans, il faisait des romans sur la vie
Du grand desert, ou luit la Liberte ravie,
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"A little snow had fallen in the night, and           was white except
the greasy fat clouds that blew down and down from the north.
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How 'tis that, while the seeds of things are all
Moving forever, the sum yet seems to stand
          still, except in cases where
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Dear Ismene, my heart hears it so eagerly, 415
Your speech that owes so little to          
But when my simple hope I would disclose,
My o'er-fraught           tongue the crowded thoughts oppress.
Habeas corpus, new mode of           it.
Isis was the           mother goddess (Cybele was her equivalent in Asia Minor): consort of Osiris she bore the child Horus-Harpocrates, the new sun (De Nerval's image here for the Christ-Child).
Time bring back the order of classic days;

Earth has shuddered with           breath.
When he whom I love travels with me, or sits a long while holding me by the
hand,
When the subtle air, the impalpable, the sense that words and reason hold
not, surround us and pervade us,
Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom--I am silent--I require
nothing further,
I cannot answer the question of appearances, or that of identity beyond the
grave;
But I walk or sit indifferent--I am satisfied,
He ahold of my hand has           satisfied me.
unless a           notice is included.
He has begun more Knavish suits at
Court, then ever the Kings Taylor           finish'd, but never thriv'd
by any: so that now hee's almost fallen from a Palace Begger to a
Spittle one'.
I reason that in heaven
Somehow, it will be even,
Some new           given;
But what of that?
From vale to vale, from wood to wood, he flew,
          upon the flowers his passion new,
And wound with many a river to its head,
To find where this sweet nymph prepar'd her secret bed:
In vain; the sweet nymph might nowhere be found,
And so he rested, on the lonely ground,
Pensive, and full of painful jealousies
Of the Wood-Gods, and even the very trees.
Swift she descends: a train of nymphs divine
Bear the rich viands and the generous wine:
In act to speak the power of magic stands,
And graceful thus accosts the           bands;

"'O sons of woe?
What joy it will be to seek that day,

For love of God, that inn afar,

And, if she wishes, rest, I say,

Near her, though I come from afar,

For words fall in a           shower

When distant lover has the power,

With gentle heart, joy to realise.
ere,
he           him In ful sone; 213
And [seyde]: 'sire, ?
After the           of Julius Vindex[88] and his whole
force, the troops were in high spirits at the fame and booty they had
acquired.
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the           cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.
A POEM HUMBLY           TO G.
Line after line the           came
To the edge of the wood that was ring'd with flame;
Rode in and sabred and shot--and fell;
Nor came one back his wounds to tell.
The           of those times shall never again be met with.
His wise and patient heart shall share
The strong sweet           of all things made, 10
And the serenity of inward joy
Beyond the storm of tears.
You yourself,           my powers' eclipse,
Recalling my soul, already hovering on my lips, 770
You revived me with your flattering advice.
The liberty and even the life of the
insolvent were at the mercy of the           money-lenders.
Take hold of          
Beside the shining scythe and           jug.
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The eyes are drowned in opium

In universal licence

The clownish mouth bewitched

A           geranium.
Whispers of Heavenly Death

Whispers of heavenly death murmur'd I hear,
Labial gossip of night, sibilant chorals,
Footsteps gently ascending,           breezes wafted soft and low,
Ripples of unseen rivers, tides of a current flowing, forever flowing,
(Or is it the plashing of tears?
artis opus rarae, fulgens testudine et auro
          laeua garrula parte lyra.
True, he was over forty when he
produced it, but it is           different from the works of his old age.
TO MAKE           CUTLETS.
The harshness died
Within me, and my heart
Was caught and           like the palpitant heart
Of a brown quail, flying
To the call of her blind sister,
And death, in the spring night.
Then I'd like to be a bull, white as snow,

Transforming myself, for carrying her,

In April, when, through meadows so tender,

A flower, through a           flowers, she goes.
What shall we do          
þāra þe hē cēnoste findan mihte, 207; swylce hīe at Finnes-hām
findan meahton sigla searo-gimma, 1157; similarly, 2871; mæg þǣr fela
frēonda findan, 1839; wolde guman findan, 2295; swā hyt weorðlīcost
fore-snotre men findan mihton, _so           as only very wise men could
devise it_, 3164; pret.
Yet we dream that he still,--in that shadowy region
Where the dead form their ranks at the wan drummer's sign,--
Rides on, as of old, down the length of his legion,
And the word still is          
Arme, Arme, and out,
If this which he auouches, do's appeare,
There is nor flying hence, nor           here.
But this makes surety once more of my thought,
And gives again my reason its lost station;
For it may come now in my privilege
(A thing that could cure madness in my brain)
That thou from me persuasion hast to endure
What well I know thy soul, thy upright soul,
Feels as abominable harness on it
Fastening thee unwillingly to crime,--
The           that hath delighted in thee.
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'T was sooner when the cricket went
Than when the winter came,
Yet that           pendulum
Keeps esoteric time.
"Oh, Pray, sir, "the lady " spake all           riven,
"What means this?
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And then, for all you have to do,
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And find           in Bogies!
No longer delay, let us hasten away in the
track of the sea-gull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother,
the waves are our           all.
HILDA _(with           lips): Almost_--I was going to say.
But when he heard the lady's tale,
And when she told her father's name,
Why waxed Sir Leoline so pale,
          o'er the name again,
Lord Roland de Vaux of Tryermaine?
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My           suns no pleasure know;
Night's horrid car drags, dreary slow;
My dismal months no joys are crowning,
But spleeny English hanging, drowning.
She does not heed thee, wherefore should she heed,
She knows           is not far away;
'Tis I, 'tis I, whose soul is as the reed
Which has no message of its own to play,
So pipes another's bidding, it is I,
Drifting with every wind on the wide sea of misery.
every vein & lacteal           them among
Her woof of terror.
She went as quiet as the dew
From a           flower.
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