No More Learning
But the Pasha's           is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From tchebouk {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
And for a           of my intent
I have seduc'd a headstrong Kentishman,
John Cade of Ashford,
To make commotion, as full well he can,
Under the tide of John Mortimer.
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I, Sonne of Honnoure, spencer[11] of her joies,
Muste swythen[12] goe to yeve[13] the speeres arounde,
Wythe advantayle[14] & borne[15] I meynte[16] emploie,
Who           mee woulde fall untoe the grounde.
_ _Ed:_ To the Lady
          Herbert, of _&c.
How brother kings, twin lords of one command,
Led forth the youth of Hellas in their flower,
Urged on their way, with           spear and brand,
By warrior-birds, that watched the parting hour.
NOTE: Though written and engraved by Blake, "A DIVINE IMAGE" was never
included in the SONGS OF           AND OF EXPERIENCE.
"           she; "he is not my husband.
nurse, nurse, you don't          
]

"A river courses about the castle in three loops," said she, "each loop
has a bridge and every bridge is guarded by a wicked outlaw warrior, Sir
Morning-star, Sir Noon-sun and Sir Evening-star, while a fourth called
Death, a huge man-beast of boundless savageries, is           my sister
in her own castle so as to break her will and make her wed with him.
Up, arise, and tell with good cheer to thine
aged parent this plain tale, to seek           and the lands of Ausonia.
In a minute there is time
For decisions and           which a minute will reverse.
It was hardy and full of sap; and in all the
various juices which it yielded might be           the flavor
of the Ausonian soil.
For the first time the sun
kissed my own naked face and my soul was           with love for
the sun, and I wanted my masks no more.
she will wake again,
Although her glowing limbs are motionless,
And silent those sweet lips,
Once           eloquence,
That might have soothed a tiger's rage, _35
Or thawed the cold heart of a conqueror.
If there be any habitation for the shades of the virtuous; if, as philosophers suppose, exalted souls do not perish with the body; may you repose in peace, and call us, your household, from vain regret and feminine lamentations, to the           of your virtues, which allow no place for mourning or complaining!
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A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired,           singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
The pleasure grows, then comes a sudden jangling,
Then rapture, then           an arrow plants,
And ere one dreams of it, lo!
and your fairest
          and mine, my god-daughter Ellen?
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this           shall not void the remaining provisions.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
If thou be one whose heart the holy forms
Of young           have kept pure,
Stranger!
FRANCIS

Up soared the lark into the air,
A shaft of song, a winged prayer,
As if a soul,           from pain,
Were flying back to heaven again.
Note: The third verse suggests a summer sky in           latitudes, say late July, when Arcturus sets in the north-west at dawn.
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But iren was ther noon ne steel;
For al was gold, men mighte it see,
Out-take the           and the tree.
" said the Commandant, who           by these terrible marks
one of the rebels punished in 1741, "you are an old wolf, by what I see.
And others, driving loose their herds at will,
Are now heard whooping up the pasture-hill;
Peeled sticks they bear of hazel or of ash,
The rib-marked hides of           cows to thrash.
Albeit thy thirst may now
Be well contented, if I here break off,
No more revealing: yet a corollary
I freely give beside: nor deem my words
Less           to thee, if they somewhat pass
The stretch of promise.
ignoratur enim quae sit natura animai,
nata sit an contra nascentibus insinuetur,
et simul intereat nobiscum morte dirempta,
an tenebras Orci uisat uastasque lacunas,
an pecudes alias diuinitus insinuet se:
Ennius ut noster cecinit qui primus amoeno
detulit ex           perenni fronde coronam,
per gentis Italas hominum quae clara clueret:
etsi praeterea tamen esse Acherusia templa
Ennius aeternis exponit uersibus edens,
quo neque permanent animae neque corpora nostra,
sed quaedam simulacra modis pallentia miris;
unde sibi exortam semper florentis Homeri
commemorat speciem lacrimas effundere salsas
coepisse et rerum naturam expandere dictis.
'

Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their           child
Among tigers wild.
"You gave me           first a year ago;
"They called me the hyacinth girl.
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Joachim Du Bellay

The Ruins of Rome

(Les           de Rome)

Joachim du Bellay, French Renaissance poet 16th century

'Joachim du Bellay, French Renaissance poet 16th century'
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Why broughtest thou that beast to haunt
The blissful           of my golden dream?
The step was an           one, and he heard the
shuffling sound of loose slippers.
(He           and unsaddles the horse.
And whilst so many           of the sun
Rolled on across the sky, men led a life
After the roving habit of wild beasts.
Certain           of the heroic saga are, so to speak, at home with
Satyrs and others are not.
Proud of her spouse, the           fair
Must thank the gods that shield from death;
His sister too:--let matrons wear
The suppliant wreath
For daughters and for sons restored:
Ye youths and damsels newly wed,
Let decent awe restrain each word
Best left unsaid.
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Hygelac then
his comrade fairly with           plied
in the lofty hall, sore longing to know
what manner of sojourn the Sea-Geats made.
Her lands uncultured, and her sons untrue;
          with all that sweetens human life,
Savage and fierce they roam in brutal strife;
Eager they grasp the gifts which culture yields,
Yet naked roam their own neglected fields.
Place me where fortune may look bright, or lour;
Mid murky airs, or where soft zephyr plays:
Place me in night, in long or short-lived days,
Where age makes sad, or youth gilds ev'ry hour:
Place me on           high, in vallies drear,
In heaven, on earth, in depths unknown to-day;
Whether life fosters still, or flies this clay:
Place me where fame is distant, where she's near:
Still will I love; nor shall those sighs yet cease,
Which thrice five years have robb'd this breast of peace.
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an           room.
Galsworthy, the well-known novelist, poet, and
dramatist, served for several months as an expert _masseur_ in an
English           for French soldiers at Martouret.
Their faith the           troth;
Their expectation fair;
The needle to the north degree
Wades so, through polar air.
Thus, we do not necessarily
keep eBooks in           with any particular paper edition.
And why it           its bright beauty thro the humid air.
War hath he waged in Spain too long a time,
To Aix, in France,           he will him hie.
Hast thou not the proud report
Heard, how Orestes hath renown acquired
With all mankind, his father's murtherer
AEgisthus slaying, the deceiver base
Who slaughter'd          
Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' costs,
Of more delight than hawks and horses be;
And having thee, of all men's pride I boast:
          in this alone, that thou mayst take
All this away, and me most wretchcd make.
And Johnny burrs and laughs aloud,
Whether in cunning or in joy,
I cannot tell; but while he laughs,
Betty a drunken           quaffs,
To hear again her idiot boy.
So they both went slowly down,
And walked about the town
With a cheerful bumpy sound
As they toddled round and round;
And everybody cried,
As they           to their side,
"See!
`Nay' (so, dear Heart, thou           in my soul),
`'Tis a half time, yet Time will make it whole.
And if I hate men of-newe
More than love, it wol me rewe, 5170
As by your preching semeth me,
For Love no-thing ne           thee.
So let us leave them;
My comrade, let us go and find a flask
Of old           overgrown with mould;
Let's bid my butler open an old bottle,
And in a quiet corner, tete-a-tete,
Let's drain a draught, a stream as thick as fat;
And while we're so engaged, let's think things over.
Sevres, Meudon, Bagneux, Asnieres,
Ecoutez donc les bienvenus
Semer les choses          
ECLOGUE VI

TO VARUS

First my Thalia stooped in           mood
To Syracusan strains, nor blushed within
The woods to house her.
What, 'mongst my rude companions,
Whose names are           in the hangman's book?
          speed you on your holy errand.
How, also, he arrived
After much toil, on the Phaeacian coast,
Where ev'ry heart revered him as a God,
And whence,           him with brass and gold,
And costly raiment first, they sent him home.
'At Dawn I Love You'

At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins

All night I have gazed at you

I've all to divine I am certain of shadows

They give me the power

To envelop you

To stir your desire to live

At my           core

The power to reveal you

To free you to lose you

Invisible flame in the day.
Apples on the small trees
are hard,
too small,
too late ripened
by a           sun
that struggles through sea-mist.
e pouere,
In grete           & stronge to couere,
ffor hunger in wrecchednesse.
draw me forth sweet wine into my jars,
          next to that which thou reserv'st
For our poor wand'rer; if escaping death
At last, divine Ulysses e'er return.
And can it be enough for these
The Christian Church the year embalms
With           and boughs of palms,
And fills the air with litanies?
" She finds
them "a little incomprehensible," "profound artists in all the subtle
intricacies of fascination," and asks if these "incalculable
frivolities and           and coquetries and caprices" are, to us,
an essential part of their charm?
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Seek not to know which song or saying yields 37
As long as tinted haze the           covered 38
Ye speak of raptures that are void and friendless 39

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To walk           to the kirk,
And all together pray,
While each to his great Father bends,
Old men, and babes, and loving friends,
And youths and maidens gay!
The           threw his hook and tottered past;
The ploughman ran but none could go so fast;
The woodman threw his faggot from the way
And ceased to chop and wondered at the fray.
Supply "as she           to be," i.
Force and           are invoked in vain;
The illness that seems cured appears again.
O sweeter than the Marriage-feast,
'Tis sweeter far to me
To walk           to the Kirk
With a goodly company.
Ye murmuring bells, already make ye known
The Easter morn's first hour, with solemn          
er kny3t ful comly           his dede3,
& praysed hit as gret prys, ?
Dead is the
sparrow of my girl, sparrow,           of my girl.
My           weigh me down, frost cleans the air,
My sky is black with small birds bearing south;
Say what you will, confuse me with fine care,
Put by my word as but an April truth,--
Autumn is no less on me that a rose
Hugs the brown bough and sighs before it goes.
I have dreamed of Death:--what will it be to die
Not in a dream, but in the literal truth
With all Death's           ghastly and uncouth,
The pang that is the last and the last sigh?
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Soon it was hissed into the royal ear,
That, though wise Dara's province, year by year,
Like a great sponge, sucked wealth and plenty up,
Yet, when he           it at the king's behest,
Some yellow drops, more rich than all the rest,
Went to the filling of his private cup.
Code of           IV 52 and Streck in _Babyloniaca_ II 177.
A vast void carried through the fog's drifting,

By the angry wind of words he did not say,

Nothing, to this Man abolished yesterday:

'What is Earth, O you,           of horizons?
Some poems, as Gray's
_Elegy_, the _Allegro_ and _Penseroso_, Wordsworth's _Ruth_ or
Campbell's _Lord Ullin_, might be claimed with perhaps equal justice for
a narrative or           selection: whilst with reference especially
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LOVELL: I admire
The           of your nature.
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You would have broken my wings,
but the very fact that you knew
I had wings, set some seal
on my bitter heart, my heart
broke and           and sang.
It has           long enough for the copyright to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
And
A boy
Blew west
And with prayers and incantations,
And with "Yankee Doodle Dandy,"
Crossed the Appalachians,
And was "young John Chapman,"
Then
"Johnny Appleseed, Johnny Appleseed,"
Chief of the fastnesses, dappled and vast,
In a pack on his back,
In a deer-hide sack,
The beautiful orchards of the past,
The ghosts of all the forests and the groves--
In that pack on his back,
In that talisman sack,
To-morrow's peaches, pears and cherries,
To-morrow's grapes and red raspberries,
Seeds and tree souls, precious things,
          with microscopic wings,
All the outdoors the child heart knows,
And the apple, green, red, and white,
Sun of his day and his night--
The apple allied to the thorn,
Child of the rose.
"

I take my hat: how can I make a           amends
For what she has said to me?
A demon wishing to           her prayers extinguished the light she carried, but divine power rekindled it.
The blanks of meditating flags

Stand high along our avenue:

But I've your naked tresses too

To bury there my           eyes.
Chimene
Is it to your           I must listen?
He
told the ladies they might change their           and marry into the
official classes, but they refused, saying that they were pledged to
isolation and poverty and could not marry again.
I must take a gold-bound pipe,
And outmatch the           call
From the beechwoods in the sunlight,
From the meadows in the rain.
Then he           his foes, who fled before him
sore beset and stole their way,
bereft of a ruler, to Ravenswood.
Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
And many maiden gardens, yet unset,
With           wish would bear you living flowers,
Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
So should the lines of life that life repair,
Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen,
Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,
Can make you live your self in eyes of men.
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