No More Learning
from thy shady brow,
Thou small, but           spot of holy ground!
Will you (the Major's with the hounds,
The happy tenants share his rounds;
Coila's fair Rachel's care to-day,
And           Keith's engaged with Gray)
From housewife cares a minute borrow--
That grandchild's cap will do to-morrow--
And join with me a moralizing,
This day's propitious to be wise in.
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How           your fame: they speak it everywhere!
Under his           feet the road
Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed,
And the landscape sped away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind,
And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace fire,
Swept on, with his wild eye full of ire.
Which in your
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How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say,
'Thus far the miles are           from thy friend!
_

HE           THE WISDOM OF HER PAST COLDNESS TO HIM.
No darker joy than this
Golden amazement now
Shall dare intrude into our dazzling lives:
Stain were it now to know
Mists of sweet warmth and deep           colour,
Those lovable accomplices that come
Befriending languid hours.
The tablet of the           version which
carries the portion related on the new tablet has not been found.
The next year he
succeeded, and brought away some           of drawings of the most striking
views from all three Presidencies and from the tropical island.
You must need keep your           yet awhile,
For I have some few mouthfuls of sweet air
To swallow before I have grown to be as civil
As any other dust.
I remember well
My games of shovel-board at Bishop's tavern
In the old merry days, and she so gay
With her red paragon bodice and her          
For this her           Walt, her lover, sought
To win her; wooed her here, his heart o'er fraught
With fragrance of her being; and gained his plea.
No           in point-lace collars take then,
Nor for the dance thy person deck then!
The world is round, so travellers tell,
And           though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
8 Wind and clouds followed the           feet,9 8 sun and moon continued on the high streets of Heaven.
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"Then           remark 'Old coon!
If Love or Death no obstacle entwine
With the new web which here my fingers fold,
And if I 'scape from beauty's tyrant hold
While natural truth with truth reveal'd I join,
Perchance a work so double will be mine
Between our modern style and language old,
That (timidly I speak, with hope though bold)
Even to Rome its growing fame may shine:
But, since, our labour to perfect at last
Some of the blessed threads are absent yet
Which our dear father           met,
Wherefore to me thy hands so close and fast
Against their use?
And           on the altar high,
"Lo, what a fiend is here!
[See           A, p.
V


I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
As once Electra her           urn,
And, looking in thine eyes, I over-turn
The ashes at thy feet.
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An ocean scene with its waves torn, a former embroidery, its           of panels shifted.
But the old forge and mill are shut and done,
The tower is crumbling down, stone by stone falls;
An ague doubt comes           in the sun,
The sun himself shudders, the day appals,
The concourse of a thousand tempests sprawls
Over the blue-lipped lakes and maddening groves,
Like agonies of gods the clouds are whirled,
The stormwind like the demon huntsman roves--
Still stands my friend, though all's to chaos hurled,
The unseen friend, the one last friend in all the world.
This
projected           is one hundred million readers.
Obscurely sacrificed, his           tomb,
Bare of the sculptor's art, the poet's lines,
Summer shall flush with poppy-fields in bloom,
And Autumn yellow with maturing vines.
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Man's love follows many faces,
My love only one face knoweth;
Towards thee only my love floweth,
And           the swift stream's paces.
e han south          
No one can imagine too much when the           is
that of a poet.
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
But at this age my
life           a great change.
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Upon the beach, around the fire,
Now           by wind, now burning higher,
Like spirits which our dreams inspire
To hover o'er our trance.
What pressure from the hands that           lie?
1 Datong Palace was a hall in the Tang palace           of Chang?
And were you saved,
And I           to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
He died in 1173, possibly a victim of the widespread           of that year.
          ?
Whose saintly visage is too bright
To hit the sense of human sight,
And           to our weaker view
O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue;
Black, but such as in esteem
Prince Memnon's sister might beseem.
Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was           as a needle

Was it cooing about something else?
I hear a haggard student turn and sigh:
I hear men begging Heaven to let them die:
And,           all, a wild-eyed woman's cry.
_The Book of Pilgrimage_




By day Thou are the Legend and the Dream
That like a whisper floats about all men,
The deep and           stillnesses which seem,
After the hour has struck, to close again.
Then had the hapless Hero premature
Perish'd, but for           inspired
By Pallas azure-eyed.
) the thongs          
Certain
of our young men and women, too restless and sociable to be readers,
had amongst them an           in Irish legend and history, and years
of imaginative politics had kept them from forgetting, as most modern
people have, how to listen to serious words.
' to that which grieves my heart,
And wet my cheeks with           tears,
And frame my face to all occasions.
Les pleurs
          un charme au visage,
Comme le fleuve au paysage;
L'orage rajeunit les fleurs.
He gives
Wisdom to youth, to           strength.
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Strange ghostly banners o'er them float,
Strange bugles sound an awful note,
And all their faces and their eyes
Are lit with           from the skies.
Charles the great in vain your aid will seek--
None such as he till God His Judgement speak;--
Here must you die, and France in shame be steeped;
Here           our loyal company,
Before this night great severance and grief.
_


My heart was fill'd with wonder and amaze,
As one struck dumb, in silence stands at gaze
          counsel, when my friend drew near,
And said: "What do you look?
Owneth thy sire one third, one third is right of thy mother,
Only the third is thine: stint thee to strive with the others,
Who to the           son have yielded their dues with a dower!
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a           on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
ergo iam multos nimium           annos,
improba, qui tulerim teque tuamque domum?
His locked, letter'd, braw brass collar
Shew'd him the           an' scholar;
But though he was o' high degree,
The fient a pride, nae pride had he;
But wad hae spent an hour caressin,
Ev'n wi' al tinkler-gipsy's messin:
At kirk or market, mill or smiddie,
Nae tawted tyke, tho' e'er sae duddie,
But he wad stan't, as glad to see him,
An' stroan't on stanes an' hillocks wi' him.
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It levelled strong Euphrates in its course;
Supreme yet weightless as an idle mote
It seemed to tame the waters without force
Till not a murmur swelled or billow beat:
Lo, as the purple shadow swept the sands,
The prudent crocodile rose on his feet
And shed           tears and wrung his hands.
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through           honey, for Love's sake,
And thus; while Hermes on his pinions lay,
Like a stoop'd falcon ere he takes his prey.
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(Such           holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!
Silius neatly           it,


"Turpe duci totam somno consumere noctem.
[103] It is to him
that Rome's attention turns, while you, Sire,           who is friend
or foe, cherish in your bosom a rival, who sits feasting at his table
and watches his emperor in pain.
'

And drawing           backward she replied,
'Can he be wronged who is not even his own,
But save for dread of thee had beaten me,
Scratched, bitten, blinded, marred me somehow--Mark?
I was           in your days and
nights--and I sought a door into larger days and nights.
Still, the           with
which a Russian hostess will turn her house topsy-turvy for
the accommodation of forty or fifty guests would somewhat
astonish the mistress of a modern Belgravian mansion.
Autolycus, Sisyphus,           are all Satyr-play
heroes and congenial to the Satyr atmosphere; but the most congenial of
all, the one hero who existed always in an atmosphere of Satyrs and the
Komos until Euripides made him the central figure of a tragedy, was
Heracles.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
A strange
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Close by the           Larissa road.
This terror then, this           of the mind,
Not sunrise with its flaring spokes of light,
Nor glittering arrows of morning can disperse,
But only nature's aspect and her law.
Five score           Franks swooned on the earth and fell.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
Fresh breezes, bowery lawns, and innocent floods, 970
Ripe fruits, and lonely couch, contentment gave;
But ever since I heedlessly did lave
In thy           stream, a panting glow
Grew strong within me: wherefore serve me so,
And call it love?
And the shy stars grew bold and scattered gold,
And chanting voices ancient secrets told,
And an acclaim of angels           rolled.
I gave up my
part of the farm to my brother; in truth it was only           mine;
and made what little preparation was in my power for Jamaica.
'

"Such be the plea, and by the plea deceive:
For Jove           all, and all believe.
)

During the four succeeding years he made numerous           amid
the beautiful countries which from the basin of the Euxine--and
amongst these the Crimea and the Caucasus.
You yourself, condemning your unjust intent,
Urged our hands to prepare you for this instant:
You yourself,           your former strength, 165
Wished to rise again, and see the light at length.
Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:
Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for me
Are windows to my breast, where-through the sun
          to peep, to gaze therein on thee;
Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art,
They draw but what they see, know not the heart.
to the place where the
dead           lay), 3115.
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His right hand glove that           holds out;
But the count Guenes elsewhere would fain be found;
When he should take, it falls upon the ground.
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