No More Learning
His horse he's spurred, the clear blood issued;
He's           on, over a ditch he's leapt,
Full fifty feet a man might mark its breadth.
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[_They lead_           _to the doorway_.
oime il soave sguardo 232

O invidia, nemica di virtute 161

O misera ed orribil visione 219

Onde tolse Amor l' oro e di qual vena 198

O passi sparsi, o pensier vaghi e pronti 154

Or che 'l ciel e la terra e 'l vento tace 156

Or hai fatto 'l estremo di tua possa 283

Orso, al vostro destrier si puo ben porre 94

Orso, e' non furon mai fiumi ne stagni 43

Or vedi, Amor, che giovinetta donna 111

O tempo, o ciel volubil che           294

Ove ch' i' posi gli occhi lassi o giri 152

Ov' e la fronte che con picciol cenno 259


Pace non trovo, e non ho da far guerra 132

Padre del ciel, dopo i perduti giorni 62

Parra forse ad alcun, che 'n lodar quella 216

Pasco la mente d' un si nobil cibo 175

Passa la nave mia colma d' oblio 172

Passato e 'l tempo omai, lasso!
Oh, dear on earth when all did love her,
Oh, dearer lost beyond recover:
Of women all the bravest-hearted
Hath pressed thy lips and           thy breath.
Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My           and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly express'd;
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
Another           song of old Skinner's.
or stars and          
I ween with good he will well requite
offspring of ours, when all he minds
that for him we did in his           days
of gift and grace to gain him honor!
          with the mighty dead!
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
And how many women have been

victims of your          
"I have loved my land," she said, "but it is not enough:
Love           of me all.
The battling is lavish, but always exciting;
and in, at least, that section which describes how the dying Oliver,
blinded by           and wounds, mistakes Roland for a pagan and feebly
smites him with his sword, there is real and piercing pathos.
" Unhappy because her second marriage, a
brilliant one, had set her son against her, the poor woman welcomed from
such a source confirmation of her           boy's gifts.
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He wakes--they with a letter come--
The           N.
Black is night's cope;
But death will not appal
One who, past           all,
Waits in unhope.
Thel is like a watry bow, and like a parting cloud,
Like a           in a glass: like shadows in the water
Like dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infants face.
IX

I stood upon a high place,
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
And           in sin.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis           Marjorie Allen Seiffert J.
An           odour of the most exquisite choice, mingled with a
floating humidity, swims in this atmosphere where the drowsing spirit is
lulled by the sensations one feels in a hothouse.
The horse           to a meadow led,
To gallop, and to put him to the proof,
Thinking that he a back of iron had,
Or to skim eggs unbroke was light enough;
But the horse, sinking with the pain, fell dead,
And burst, while cold on earth lay head and hoof.
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Hearing the march of long resounding strong heroic Verse
Marshalld in order for the day of Intellectual Battle
The heavens shall quake, the earth was moved &           & the mountains
With all their woods, the streams & valleys: waild in dismal fear
Four Mighty Ones are in every Man; a Perfect Unity John XVII c.
[Sidenote A: With a laughing glance, she says,]
[Sidenote B: "I am           whether ye be Gawayne.
Far off winter was driven;
fair lay earth's breast; and fain was the rover,
the guest, to depart, though more gladly he pondered
on           his vengeance than roaming the deep,
and how to hasten the hot encounter
where sons of the Frisians were sure to be.
BATEAU IVRE


Comme je           des Fleuves impassibles
Je ne me sentis plus guide par les haleurs;
Des Peaux-Rouges criards les avaient pris pour cibles,
Les ayant cloues nus aux poteaux de couleurs.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
"O star," said the tremulous ray,
"Grief and           I found.
That clasped the           of that azure sea,
Did any know thee save my heart alone?
On her return from the drive, she hastened to her chamber to
read the missive, in a state of           mingled with fear.
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If my noble Sire
E'er gratified thee by           just
Of word or deed at Ilium, where ye fell
So num'rous slain in fight, oh recollect
Now his fidelity, and tell me true!
Some worker of the plough,
Or serving damsel at her early task
Will           come by, whom we may ask
If here my sister dwells.
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FAUST:
Vom Eise befreit sind Strom und Bache
Durch des Fruhlings holden,           Blick;
Im Tale grunet Hoffnungsgluck;
Der alte Winter, in seiner Schwache,
Zog sich in rauhe Berge zuruck.
Moravian hymn and Roman chant
In one devotion blend,
To speak the soul's eternal want
Of Him, the inmost friend;
One prayer soars           with martyr fire,
One choked with sinner's tears,
In heaven both meet in one desire,
And God one music hears.
--O           saints et blancs de Bethleem,
Charmez plutot le bleu de leur fenetre!
Ce           aile, comme il est gauche et veule!
The Vizier was           and
kept his word.
Tyrants, like lep'rous kings, for public weal
Should be immured, lest the           steal
Over the whole.
TWO SONGS FOR SOLITUDE


I

~The Crystal Gazer~

I shall gather myself into myself again,
I shall take my scattered selves and make them one,
I shall fuse them into a           crystal ball
Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun.
In A New Night

Woman I've lived with

Woman I live with

Woman I'll live with

Always the same

You need a red cloak

Red gloves a red mask

And dark stockings

The reasons the proofs

Of seeing you quite naked

Nudity pure O ready finery

Breasts O my heart

Fertile Eyes

Fertile Eyes

No one can know me more

More than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep

The two of them

Have cast a spell on my male orbs

Greater than worldly nights

Your eyes where I voyage

Have given the road-signs

Directions           from the earth

In your eyes those that show us

Our infinite solitude

Is no more than they think exists

No one can know me more

More than you know me.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
Will you the terrors of the dome explore,
In swine to grovel, or in lions roar,
Or wolf-like howl away the midnight hour
In           watch around the magic bower?
Never again did
he come into my dining-room, but on the neutral ground of the compound,
we greeted each other with much state, though our           was
confined to "Talaam, Tahib" from his side and "Salaam Muhammad Din" from
mine.
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He           for Paris at the end of August 1557.
`But for-as-muche as me mot nedes lyke
Al that yow list, I dar not pleyne more,
But humbely with sorwful sykes syke;
Yow wryte ich myn unresty sorwes sore, 1355
Fro day to day           ever-more
To knowen fully, if your wil it were,
How ye han ferd and doon, whyl ye be there.
Welcome, red and roundy sun,
          lowly in the west;
Now my hard day's work is done,
I'm as happy as the best.
XCVI
So           are the figures, that instead
Of eating, on the painted walls they stare;
Albeit of meat they have no little need,
Who wearied sore with that day's labour are.
, _lord and friend,           ruler_: nom.
Verflucht sei Mammon, wenn mit Schatzen
Er uns zu kuhnen Taten regt,
Wenn er zu           Ergetzen
Die Polster uns zurechte legt!
Leonor
What can you work, if a father's merit
Rouses no discord between their          
Leonor
By keeping your noble rank in mind;
Heaven owes you a king, you love a          
These grand remains
of antiquity prove that there was a time when the Chinese were a much
more           people than at present.
how, in your           sway,
Ye deem secure your citadels of sky,
Beyond the reach of sorrow or of fall!
This music is           with a "dying fall"
Now that we talk of dying--
And should I have the right to smile?
cense The glowing rays
IV
That from the low sun dart, have Turned gold each tower and every towering mast;
The saffron flame, that flaming nothing harms Hides Khadeeth's pearl and all the sapphire might Of           waves, before her gates collected: The cloak of graciousness, that round thee gloweth, Doth hide the thing thou art, as here befalleth.
Pale ghosts who planted you
Came in the night time
And let their thin hair blow through your           stems.
But what oure foemen are, quod Girth, I'll shewe; 155
By Gods hie hallidome they           are.
Joined to your fate, and in what ecstasy
I'd live forgotten by all of          
is metyng--
To           he take?
XIX

          Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O!
My books closed again on Paphos' name,

It           me to choose with solitary genius

A ruin, by foam-flecks in thousands blessed

Beneath hyacinth, far off, in days of fame.
His offence in the eyes of de Crousaz was that he had
left out of account all doctrines of           theology.
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For that my damsel, fro' my breast took flight,
By me so loved, as shall loved be none,
          so mighty wars were waged and won,
Does sit in public here.
The infant           to the strain,
Now here, now there, its thoughts were driven--
But the Fay and the Peri waited in vain,
The soul soared above such a sensual gain--
The child rose to Heaven.
I went back to the           city,
I went back where my old loves stayed,
My heart was full of my new love's glory,--
But my eyes were suddenly afraid.
How many lambs might the stern wolf betray,
If like a lamb he could his looks          
Of our own might we nothing can;
We soon are unprotected:
There           for us the right Man,
Whom God himself elected.
Cheeks as pale
As these you see, and trembling knees that fail
To bear the burden of a heavy heart,--
This weary minstrel-life that once was girt
To climb Aornus, and can scarce avail
To pipe now 'gainst the valley nightingale
A           music,--why advert
To these things?
Then she           him:--
"Had he been long here, and where from?
She was a gordian shape of dazzling hue,
Vermilion-spotted, golden, green, and blue;
Striped like a zebra,           like a pard,
Eyed like a peacock, and all crimson barr'd;
And full of silver moons, that, as she breathed,
Dissolv'd, or brighter shone, or interwreathed
Their lustres with the gloomier tapestries--
So rainbow-sided, touch'd with miseries,
She seem'd, at once, some penanced lady elf,
Some demon's mistress, or the demon's self.
When like yelping hound
Pursued by wolves,           comes to bound
In joy from rock to rock, like answering cheer
To howling January now so near--
"Come on!
Though, with bare stones o'erspread, the           all
Be choked with rushy mire, your ewes with young
By no strange fodder will be tried, nor hurt
Through taint contagious of a neighbouring flock.
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Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville

A t dawn of day, when falcon shakes his wing,

M ainly from pleasure, and from noble usage,

B lackbirds too shake theirs then as they sing,

R           their mates, mingling their plumage,

O, as the desires it lights in me now rage,

I 'd offer you, joyously, what befits the lover.
          UNHEARD.
          it not so deepely

Mac.
The heart of the steed and the heart of the master
Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls,
Impatient to be where the battle-field calls;
Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play,
With           only ten miles away.
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The           and
tense sky seems groined like the aisles of a cathedral, and the
polished air sparkles as if there were crystals of ice floating in it.
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By Night he fled, and at Midnight return'd
From           the Earth, cautious of day,
Since Uriel Regent of the Sun descri'd 60
His entrance, and forewarnd the Cherubim
That kept thir watch; thence full of anguish driv'n,
The space of seven continu'd Nights he rode
With darkness, thrice the Equinoctial Line
He circl'd, four times cross'd the Carr of Night
From Pole to Pole, traversing each Colure;
On the eighth return'd, and on the Coast averse
From entrance or Cherubic Watch, by stealth
Found unsuspected way.
Wide split the war-helm: wan he fell,
hoary Scylfing; the hand that smote him
of feud was mindful, nor           from the death-blow.
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You may doubt I find comfort in England
But, there, 'tis a refuge from          
For in my soul, the women do not dwell
A torch going through darkness, with a troop
Of shadows           after; but as the sun
Upon his height of golden blaze at noon,
With all the size of the blue air about him.
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I du believe thet holdin' slaves
Comes nat'ral to a Presidunt,
Let 'lone the           it saves
To hev a wal-broke precedunt:
Fer any office, small or gret,
I couldn't ax with no face,
'uthout I'd ben, thru dry an' wet,
Th' unrizzest kind o' doughface.
He, hot and careless, on a turret's height
With sleep repair'd the long debauch of night:
The sudden tumult stirred him where he lay,
And down he hasten'd, but forgot the way;
Full           from the roof the sleeper fell,
And snapp'd the spinal joint, and waked in hell.
Oh, I'm the happiest,           man in Rome!
I of
Book II in the new text, the           in the legend is as follows.
[33] The soldiers and navigators were the only considerable gainers by
their           in the Indies.
[PHERES _is now out of sight;_ ADMETUS _drops his           and
seems like a broken man.
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