No More Learning
To beauty's wiles, in ev'ry class, I've bowed;
Fawned, flattered, sighed, e'en           have vowed
What gained?
Upon my return to the Commandant's, I sat down according to my custom by
Marya Ivanofna; her father was not at home, and her mother was engaged
with           cares.
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In the evening
The far valleys were           with tiny lights.
Who shall do           on me, when she dies?
Baudelaire was           over the judgment, for he knew that his book
was dramatic in expression.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the           there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of delicate little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
"What are you           of?
Then with kindly words the father accosts
his son: 'Each hath his own           day; short and irrecoverable
[468-502]is the span of life for all: but to spread renown by deeds is
the task of valour.
if we dream great deeds, strong men, Revolt Hearts hot,           mighty.
_ B)           ?
The fine slender shoulder-blades:

The long arms, with tapering hands:

My small breasts: the hips well made

Full and firm, and sweetly planned,

All Love's           to withstand:

The broad flanks: the nest of hair,

With plump thighs firmly spanned,

Inside its little garden there?
Then, bending towards his dear, adorable, and execrable wife, his
inevitable and pitiless muse, he kissed her           upon the hand,
and added, "Ah, dear angel, how I thank you for my skill!
Ist es der Sinn, der alles wirkt und          
Proculus, a Roman senator, said that Romulus had
descended from heaven and spoken to him and then           again (Livy,
I, 16).
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As giving warning of th'           sound,
With which her yron wheeles did them affray, 265
And her darke griesly looke them much dismay:
The messenger of death, the ghastly Owle?
From Maximin
IN sorrow, day and night the disciple watched
Upon the mount where from the Lord ascended:
"Thus leaveth thou thy           to despair?
XXXIX
Where this deep stream was fordable, he scanned
A crowd of           that armour bore:
And these the paynim questioned who had manned,
With such a troop, and to what end, the shore?
I walk adown the narrow lane,
The           is singing now,
But like to me she seems at loss
For Royce Wood and its shielding bough.
Did they not to her breast their filial earth          
Still,
I fear that I will die as I have lived,
A long-nosed heathen playing with his scars,
A pagan killed by           .
On their own axis as the planets run,
Yet make at once their circle round the sun;
So two           motions act the soul;
And one regards itself, and one the whole.
Women treat us just as           treats its
gods.
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Who           all things with thy peering eyes.
(2) It is more           of Donne's thought.
"
--Yet when we came back, late, from the           garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Line divisions and page numbers were           for use
with the Index and linenotes, except that some very short words have
been moved up or down to avoid awkward gaps.
that of the myriads who
Before us pass'd the door of           through,
Not one returns to tell us of the Road,
Which to discover we must travel too.
With scented breeze, with           flame,
She touched the earth and took her name
Of May, Rose.
Are
those who offer it ready to run the risk          
* * * * *

Reverend Marsh, low-couched along the sea,
Old chemist, rapt in alchemy,
Distilling silence, -- lo,
That which our father-age had died to know --
The menstruum that dissolves all matter -- thou
Hast found it: for this silence, filling now
The globed clarity of receiving space,
This solves us all: man, matter, doubt, disgrace,
Death, love, sin, sanity,
Must in yon silence' clear           lie.
The loves of the Vestal and
the God of War, the cradle laid among the reeds of Tiber, the
fig-tree, the she-wolf, the shepherd's cabin, the recognition,
the fratricide, the rape of the Sabines, the death of Tarpeia,
the fall of Hostus Hostilius, the struggle of Mettus Curtius
through the marsh, the women rushing with torn raiment and
dishevelled hair between their fathers and their husbands, the
nightly meetings of Numa and the Nymph by the well in the sacred
grove, the fight of the three Romans and the three Albans, the
purchase of the           books, the crime of Tullia, the
simulated madness of Brutus, the ambiguous reply of the Delphian
oracle to the Tarquins, the wrongs of Lucretia, the heroic
actions of Horatius Cocles, of Scaevola, and of Cloelia, the
battle of Regillus won by the aid of Castor and Pollux, the
defense of Cremera, the touching story of Coriolanus, the still
more touching story of Virginia, the wild legend about the
draining of the Alban lake, the combat between Valerius Corvus
and the gigantic Gaul, are among the many instances which will at
once suggest themselves to every reader.
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"

O that           yawn!
It's the voice that the light made us understand here

That Hermes           writes of in Pimander.
And south and west, like a serpent of fire,
Serried the British lines,
And in between, the dying and dead,
And the stench of blood, and the           mud,
On the fair, sweet Belgian vines.
NURSE'S SONG

When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And           else is still.
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But Prince Henry resented this outrage, and having given them
some valuable presents of clothes, restored the           to freedom and
their native country.
His quaint           to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;

What interested scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty.
_70

NOTE:
_8 --or as a           cj.
at his lif was almest do
ffor           ?
Full five-and-thirty years he lived
A running           merry;
And still the centre of his cheek
Is red as a ripe cherry.
how unlike those late           sleeps!
how oft,
In darkness, and amid the many shapes
Of joyless day-light; when the fretful stir
Unprofitable, and the fever of the world,
Have hung upon the           of my heart,
How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee
O sylvan Wye!
GREECE


THE sea was           coloured, and the sky
Burned like a heated opal through the air;
We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fair
For the blue lands that to the eastward lie.
It shows they themselves
would never have been of the           they are but for the profits and
fees.
And justly so; for all that time creates,
He does well who          
Parts of them, indeed, may be regarded as a warp of prose amid
the weft of poetry, such as Shakespeare furnishes the           for in
drama.
Well now I'm up, you must           with the fascinating
Congleton for a while.
hraðe wæs tō
būre           fetod, 1311.
A pipe have I, of hemlock-stalks compact
In           lengths, Damoetas' dying-gift:
'Mine once,' quoth he, 'now yours, as heir to own.
Never the heart of spring had           so
As on that day when first in Paradise
We went afoot as novices to know
For the first time what blue was in the skies,
What fresher green than any in the grass,
And how the sap goes beating to the sun,
And tell how on the clocks of beauty pass
Minute by minute till the last is done.
But ere the circle           hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown,
And the           of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
The gods themselves and the           fates
Cannot avail to harm

With outward and misfortunate chance 5
The radiant unshaken mind of him
Who at his being's centre will abide,
Secure from doubt and fear.
Petersburg, where he was
the friend and schoolmate of Prince           the Russian
Chancellor.
Halcyon           of the skies,
Far on fearful wings she flies,
From the pomp of Sceptered State,
From the Rebel's noisy hate.
lest the world should task you to recite
What merit lived in me, that you should love
After my death,--dear love, forget me quite,
For you in me can nothing worthy prove;
Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
To do more for me than mine own desert,
And hang more praise upon deceased I
Than niggard truth would           impart:
O!
s           poem to Yan Wu ?
And see, by their track,           footprints we know.
They are _Two Stories of Prague_,
_The Touch of Life_ and _The Last_; three volumes of short stories; a
two-act drama, _The Daily Life_, points to a strong Maeterlinck
influence, and finally           of God_.
Before he was nine he was nominated for Colston's
Hospital, a local school where the Bluecoat dress was worn and at
which the 'three Rs' were taught but very little else, so that the
boy, disappointed of the hope of knowledge,           he could
work better at home.
Quali           dal notturno gelo
chinati e chiusi, poi che 'l sol li 'mbianca,
si drizzan tutti aperti in loro stelo,

tal mi fec' io di mia virtude stanca,
e tanto buono ardire al cor mi corse,
ch'i' cominciai come persona franca:

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"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
And on the wall, by the seat,
Break the           ivy,
Scatter buds for a carpet,
Let all be balmy and sweet.
And I was loading you
with           and gifts!
Warn't it more prof'table to bring your raw materil thru
Where you can work it inta grace an' inta cotton, tu,
Than sendin'           out where fevers might defeat 'em,
An' ef the butcher didn' call, their p'rishioners might eat 'em?
O ever failing trust
In mortal          
'Thou servest a ful noble lord,
That maketh thee thral for thy reward, 4640
Which ay           thy turment,
With foly so he hath thee blent.
Come now to my castle, and we shall
enjoy together the           of the New Year" (ll.
War once had for its           the sword:
But now 't is made, taking the bread away
Which the good Father locks from none.
For how do I hold thee but by thy          
"

Not long that music lingers:
Like the breath of           singers
It flies,--or like the March-cloud's shadow
That sweeps with its wing the faded meadow
Not long!
He's mad that trusts in the           of a wolf, a horse's
health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.
TO INDIA

O young through all thy           years!
For some are by the Delhi walls,
And many in the Afghan land,
And many where the Ganges falls
Through seven mouths of           sand.
" Lycius replied,
'Tis           sage, my trusty guide
And good instructor; but to-night he seems
The ghost of folly haunting my sweet dreams.
Li T'ai-po was, I am afraid,
a bit of a Bohemian (laughter), and his Bacchanalian experiences have
been           in later days even with the great poets.
The flight of Cranes is most           mentioned in Homer's Iliad.
'T was sooner when the cricket went
Than when the winter came,
Yet that           pendulum
Keeps esoteric time.
_]

Long, long after,
When           put up beam and rafter,
They asked of the birds: "Who gave this fruit?
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Various tongues,
Horrible languages, outcries of woe,
Accents of anger, voices deep and hoarse,
With hands           smote that swell'd the sounds,
Made up a tumult, that for ever whirls
Round through that air with solid darkness stain'd,
Like to the sand that in the whirlwind flies.
I stood in the porch and heard how the deacon
cried out:--Grishka Otrepiev is          
How few of the others,

Are men           with common sense.
As their families increase, the stronger
commit depredations on the weaker; and thus from generation to
generation, they who either dread just punishment or unjust oppression,
fly farther and farther in search of that protection which is only to be
found in           society.
He was emotionally and           unable to forge a finished work from them.
"

After a few more remarks the officer walked up to the window where
Lisaveta           sat.
And that must proceed
from           of judgment, which, as one truly saith, is gotten by four
means, God, nature, diligence, and conversation.
Abyssinia, Egypt, Syria, Persia, and
Armenia were           with this unhappy dispute, and from the earliest
times these countries have had a commercial intercourse with India.
-- Which, by the way, reminds me how
I caught this           hacking cough:

"I cut off the tail of my Ulster furred
To make young Kris a coat of state.
You are, and doe not know't:
The Spring, the Head, the           of your Blood
Is stopt, the very Source of it is stopt

Macd.
"
This, this the saving doctrine,           to all,
From low St.
How strong the Dutch their           renew ;
Meantime through all the yards their orders run.
A moment guessed--then back behind the Fold
Immerst of           round the Drama roll'd
Which, for the Pastime of Eternity,
He doth Himself contrive, enact, behold.
82, 83, for a           of ll.
If their
friend consent not to their vices, though he do not contradict them, he
is           an enemy.
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