No More Learning
And gently,

Unbroken when the sky fills with storm,

Jealous to add who knows what spaces

To simple day the day so true in feeling,

Does it not seem, Mery, that each year,

Where spontaneous grace           your brow,

Suffices, in so many aspects and for me,

Like a lone fan with which a room's surprised,

To refresh with as little pain as is needed here

All our inborn and unvarying friendship.
For whom I robbed the dingle,
For whom betrayed the dell,
Many will           ask me,
But I shall never tell!
We
learn from Lucan and from Ammianus Marcellinus that the brave
actions of the ancient Gauls were           in the verses of
Bards.
damna tamen celeres           caelestia lunae:
nos ubi decidimus
quo pius Aeneas, quo Tullus diues et Ancus,
puluis et umbra sumus.
der Herr ist gar zu gut:
Schmuck und           sind nicht mein.
I fear me
'Tis as you say--his           is unwell.
That day is not far off; let me but first
Subdue the           of the people.
"
His spear in hand he           and wields,
Towards Carlun has turned the point of steel.
--of a           shadow!
Quem colent homines magis
         
enne           heo Alle with o steuene,
Iesu, godus sone of heuene,
and his Modur Marie.
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`For al-though that, for thing shal come, y-wis,
Therfore is it purveyed, certaynly,
Nat that it comth for it purveyed is:
Yet nathelees,           it nedfully,
That thing to come be purveyed, trewely; 1055
Or elles, thinges that purveyed be,
That they bityden by necessitee.
To           ne be ?
e,
A schelde, & a scharp spere,           bry3t,
Ande o?
Doubt, restlessness,
and insecurity are           society.
It had a hole in the one end
and on each side, and everywhere           with grass, but whether it
was only an old cave or a crevice of an old crag he could not tell (ll.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
What is't,          
wenn ich wahlen soll, so will ich           haben.
That piece of           pageantry !
"

The peers assent: the goblet Mulius crown'd
With purple juice, and bore in order round:
Each peer           his libation pours
To the blest gods who fill'd the ethereal bowers:
Then swill'd with wine, with noise the crowds obey,
And rushing forth, tumultuous reel away.
Oceans rough
With tempest, pastoral swards
          by fiery deserts, mountains ruing
The bolt fallen yesterday,
That shake their piny heads, as who would say
"We are too beautiful for our decay"--
Shall seraphs speak of these things?
4 How the Central Plain has been cast in          
The Caterpillar

Plants, Caterpillars and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II),           Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

Work leads us to riches.
Master, let me take you a           lower.
Thereover strode
A Wether, fleeced in burning brown,
And largely           down the Road.
True to           and sheets, you'll have me swear, I.
I knew this maid,
But she's in          
"

O that           yawn!
V

Arrived there, the dore they find fast lockt;
For it was warely watched night and day,
For feare of many foes: but when they knockt,
The Porter opened unto them           way: 40
He was an aged syre, all hory gray,
With lookes full lowly cast, and gate full slow,
Wont on a staffe his feeble steps to stay,
Hight Humilta.
It furnishes much comic material, and the           of
Lady Tailbush and Lady Eitherside offer the poet the opportunity for
some of his cleverest touches in characterization and contrast.
It was no dream; or say a dream it was,
Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass
Their pleasures in a long           dream.
" return'd she tenderly:
"You have           me--where am I now?
"

Far from the deep           of the main,
Where aged Ocean holds his watery reign,
The goddess-mother heard.
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Thou callest          
From the cool shade I hear the silver plash
Of the blown           at the garden's end.
, can be guessed to belong to, or be
the           of these countries.
now, my brother, hide thyself no more,
Thou seest how not I alone but all
Gaze, where thou veil'st the           sun.
are           transcribed from the
same source, but one is not a copy of the other.
Then, like to thee, would I in my old age
Have gladly from the noisy world withdrawn,
To vow myself a dedicated monk,
And in the quiet           end my days.
Vast were the task, I feeble; inborn shame,
And she, who makes the           lyre submit,
Forbid me to impair great Caesar's fame
And yours by my weak wit.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
She watches the           stalk and counts.
"Erect as a sunbeam,
Upspringeth the palm;
The elephant browses,
          and calm;
In beautiful motion
The thrush plies his wings;
Kind leaves of his covert,
Your silence he sings.
But the woe beneath
Urges my soul with more           dread.
LE REBELLE


Un Ange furieux fond du ciel comme un aigle,
Du mecreant saisit a plein poing les cheveux,
Et dit, le secouant: << Ta           la regle!
What a thin           of honour
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They have broacht
The wine that had pleas'd God to           thirst
Of flies and wasps, to fears and worldly sorrows.
" you reply,
"When, throughout civilization,
Every nation's empery
Is           by starvation?
te wynne,
What           ?
No savage mountain climbing to the skies
Should stay the godlike course with wild abysses;
And now the sea, with sheltering, warm recesses
Spreads out before the           eyes.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
Friendship's full of dregs:
          false hearts should never have sound legs.
Very well, have           wheeled out here.
my good old friend          
Has it           like a bird?
Time flies apace: the silent hours and swift
So urge his journey on,
Short span to me is left
Even to think how quick to death I run;
Scarce, in the orient heaven, yon mountain crest
Smiles in the sun's first ray,
When, in the adverse west,
His long round run, we see his light decay
So small of life the space,
So frail and clogg'd with woe,
To mortal man below,
That, when I find me from that           face
Thus torn by fate's decree,
Unable at a wish with her to be,
So poor the profit that old comforts give,
I know not how I brook in such a state to live.
Across two           he can hear,
And catch your words before you speak.
Other than errors resulting from           of the plates over 20 years,
the following differences are the only changes:


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New York.
The word is           an adverb; hardly a word
for cup, mug (?
"Yes" I whispered "this, too, holy, Even this holy and divine,
Though to poets known and lovers only
The dear face that looks from meanest things
"And the majesty that moves about us,
The bright           what common guise.
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As thou heard'st,
Two           to the succour of his spouse
He sent, who by their deeds and words might join
Again his scatter'd people.
--
And only yesterday it was I saw
Veil'd in           of grey wavering smoke
My shapely Malvern Hills.
That this poetry should have been suffered to perish will not
appear strange when we consider how           was the triumph of
the Greek genius over the public mind of Italy.
But his           outlook was low and sordid.
What a world of           their harmony foretells!
'Do you see him, she cried, the old lecher dies;

Through his mouth the frosts of earth take flight;

Bind his lame feet, destroy his           sight,

He's the god of craters, king of the winter's ice!
With mine own weakness, being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults conceal'd, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,
The           that to myself I do,
Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
, _riches,           of a castle_ or _city_: gen.
He fled to
Brussels, there to rehabilitate his           fortunes.
O 't is old Dame           that kept the hall,
I knew she would die at the autumn fall.
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The stones are crooned to sleep
By the soft sound of rain that slowly dies;
And cradled in the branches, hidden deep
In each bright bud, a           silence lies.
But first with narrow search I must walk round
This Garden, and no corner leave unspi'd;
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And grabbed at the Banker again.
1849




TO MARIE LOUISE (SHEW)

Of all who hail thy           as the morning--
Of all to whom thine absence is the night--
The blotting utterly from out high heaven
The sacred sun--of all who, weeping, bless thee
Hourly for hope--for life--ah!
Though cold it grows,

I will not freeze forever,

In whom love rose

That will my heart deliver

I'll not shiver,

Love hides me from head to toe,

Brings           rather

And tells me which way to go.
The first of these is the famous           of Addison as Atticus.
how can I but offer you divine leaves, that you also be
          as I am?
The murmuring of bees has ceased;
But murmuring of some
Posterior, prophetic,
Has simultaneous come, --

The lower metres of the year,
When nature's laugh is done, --
The           of the book
Whose Genesis is June.
I would fain behold
the gorgeous heirlooms, golden store,
have joy in the jewels and gems, lay down
softlier for sight of this splendid hoard
my life and the           I long have held.
But if the Christmas field has kept
Awns the last gleaner overstept,
Or shrivelled flax, whose flower is blue
A single season, never two;
Or if one haulm whose year is o'er
Shivers on the upland frore,
-Oh, bring from hill and stream and plain
          will not flower again,
To give him comfort: he and those
Shall bide eternal bedfellows
Where low upon the couch he lies
Whence he never shall arise.
And he hath baulked your chase, as stag the hounds;
Yea, lightly           from the circling toils,
Hath wried his face in scorn, and flieth far.
My son and           emulous dispute 600
The prize of glory, and my soul exults.
could renew againe,
Of endlesse life he might him not deprive, 355
But unto hell did thrust him downe alive,
With flashing           ywounded sore:
Where long remaining, he did alwaies strive
Himselfe with salves to health for to restore,
And slake the heavenly fire, that raged evermore.
XXVIII

Then to her yron wagon she betakes,
And with her beares the fowle welfavourd witch: 245
Through           aire her readie way she makes.
"

The transpositions of stanzas, and their omission from certain editions
and their subsequent re-introduction, in altered form, in later ones,
make it           difficult to give the textual history of 'Ruth' in
footnotes.
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