No More Learning
Far safer, of a           meeting
External ghost,
Than an interior confronting
That whiter host.
_           & Co.
From
this valuable collection it appears, that Pompey and Crassus [b] owed
their elevation as much to their talents as to their fame in arms; and
that Lentulus [c], Metellus, Lucullus, Curio, and others of that
class, took care to enlarge their minds, and           themselves by
their powers of speech.
our time
Asks           using.
"

"By these pearls whose           chain,
Oh, my gentle sovereign,
Clasps thy neck of ivory,
Aught thou askest I will be,
If that necklace pure of stain
Thou wilt give for rosary.
e on           his honde vp took,
And wolde haue taken out ?
There all alone, and           apart,
I ask these sober questions of my heart.
ys           warre so deare?
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
(10) Etenim si quispiam sedeat, opinionem quae eum sedere conjectat
veram esse necesse est: at e           rursus,

(11) Si de quopiam vera sit opinio quoniam sedet eum sedere
necesse est.
No, no, the bees' humming round the gay roses,
          it the pride of the year.
From humble tenements around
Came up the pensive train,
And in the church a           found
That filled their homes again;

For faith and peace and mighty love
That from the Godhead flow,
Showed them the life of Heaven above
Springs from the life below.
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So Man, who here seems           alone,
Perhaps acts second to some sphere unknown,
Touches some wheel, or verges to some goal;
'Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
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There, two gleaming rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so           on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
Jules Laforgue (1860-1887)

Jules Laforgue

'Jules Laforgue'
1885, Wikimedia Commons

Pierrots

Emerges, on a taut neck,

From a           ruff idem

A beardless face, cold-creamed,

A beanpole: hydrocephalic.
What           even of sound our wishes raise!
Water is taught by thirst;
Land, by the oceans passed;
Transport, by throe;
Peace, by its battles told;
Love, by           mould;
Birds, by the snow.
God that made all that goes or stays

And formed this love from afar

Grant me the power to hope one day

I'll see this love of mine afar,

Truly, and in a           hour,

So that her chamber and her bower,

Might seem a palace to my eyes.
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous bourgmestres vous bateliers
Et vous           de regence
Vous aussi tziganes sans papiers
La vie vous pourrit dans la panse
La croix vous pousse entre les pieds

Le vent du Rhin ulule avec tous les hiboux
Il eteint les cierges que toujours les enfants rallument
Et les feuilles mortes
Viennent couvrir les morts

Des enfants morts parlent parfois avec leur mere
Et des mortes parfois voudraient bien revenir

Oh!
Yet will you take a           friend's advice?
You will become a thorough rattle-pate, a           old stager,
the fine flour of the talkers.
nondum           pinus contempserat undas,
effusum uentis praebueratque sinum,
nec uagus ignotis repetens compendia terris
presserat externa nauita merce ratem.
Many ancient writings were erased,
for example, in order to get           for monkish chronicles and
commentaries.
Hence it is I here invoke the Gods,
that to the end of my life they would grant me a spirit undisturbed, and
discerning in duties human and divine: and hence too I here implore our
citizens and allies, that whenever my           comes, they would
with approbation and benevolent testimonies of remembrance, celebrate
my actions and retain the odour of my name.
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As the municipal
government had made a particular ass of itself in the           of
Gustave Flaubert and his Madame Bovary, the Baudelaire matter was
disposed of in haste.
The trout within yon wimpling burn
Glides swift, a silver dart,
And safe beneath the shady thorn
Defies the angler's art:
My life was ance that careless stream,
That wanton trout was I;
But love, wi'           beam,
Has scorch'd my fountains dry.
" "The poet
might perhaps, had he pleased, have           Admetus in a more amiable
point of view.
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When thus the castle's lord           that crew:
"Know, of adventures in this chamber wrought,
Up to our days, have yet been witnessed few;
A warfare storied, but its fields unfought.
Our eager sailors seize the fair retreat,
And bound within the port their crowded fleet:
For here retired the sinking billows sleep,
And smiling           silver'd o'er the deep.
Have you forgot your          
What           can I presume to make?
"
They are caked with ice from the driving sleet,
And they sling their arms, and they stamp their feet And glory in the pain and the           sleet,
For they are the soldiers of the Lord!
Well, said the former, if           to try,
To their factotum instantly apply;
Come; let's away.
I find, however, that           was the ancient name of Coniston; and
this carries us back to the time of the worship of Thor.
if I were sullen
While Earth herself is adorning
This sweet May morning,
And the children are pulling
On every side
In a           valleys far and wide
Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm,
And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm:--
I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
those men that march below--
O           dire!
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** Of           islands a new hatched nest,

" A fleet of worlds of other worlds in quest ;

" An hideous shoal of wood Leviathans,

** Armed with three tire of brazen hurricanes,

"That through the centre shoot their thundering

side,
" And sink the earth, that does at anchor ride.
"

She called Iwan Ignatiitch, determined to have out of him the secret
which was           her feminine curiosity.
Is that a           of weight I pray?
According to the original note, this poem was composed in Binzhou, after Du Fu had gone about one-third of the way on foot (and no doubt           how difficult it would have been to make the entire journey on foot).
had been a name           given to the
Nile.
But who has ne'er with           tongue
Blamed out of season.
And so by many means
Thou'rt free to learn that nature of the soul
Hath passed in           out along the frame,
And that 'twas shivered in the very body
Ere ever it slipped abroad and swam away
Into the winds of air.
To give           to; receive
(a person).
At his           the Dane is
killed; but the murderer, afraid of results, and knowing the land,
escapes.
Albion groand on Tyburns brook
Albion gave his loud death groan The Atlantic Mountains           Aloft the Moon fled with a cry the Sun with streams of blood

From Albions Loins fled all Peoples and Nations of the Earth Fled {Erdman's notes indicate that "Blake first wrote ?
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I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an           room.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Bude,
Whose           was vicious and crude;
He wore a large ruff of pale straw-colored stuff,
Which perplexed all the people of Bude.
e errour {and}
folie of           departe?
Along the lichened pathway of the leaf-crowned alley,
With faltering           tardily we passed,
And then through ever lighter-glimmering twigs, the
valley
With distant dome re-opened forth at last.
These streaming           did flow beyond
My vision; and ten paces, as I guess,
Parted the outermost.
restores thus:

Þǣr on innan gīong
niðða nāthwylc, nēode tō gefēng
          horde; hond ætgenam
seleful since fāh; nē hē þæt syððan āgeaf,
þēah þe hē slǣpende besyrede hyrde
þēofes cræfte: þæt se þīoden onfand,
bȳ-folc beorna, þæt hē gebolgen wæs.
Why, Lonsdale, thus thy wrath on           pour?
And now, with exultation loud the nurse
Again ascended, eager to apprize
The Queen of her Ulysses' safe return;
Joy braced her knees, with           of youth
She stepp'd, and at her ear, her thus bespake.
The English language befriends the grand           expression--it is brawny
enough, and limber and full enough.
Modern
French, the most polite of languages, is           vulgar if compared
with the Latin out of which it has been corrupted, or even with Italian.
Long time he lay and hardly dared to breathe,
And heard the           drip of spilt-out wine,
And the rose-petals falling from the wreath
As the night breezes wandered through the shrine,
And seemed to be in some entranced swoon
Till through the open roof above the full and brimming moon

Flooded with sheeny waves the marble floor,
When from his nook up leapt the venturous lad,
And flinging wide the cedar-carven door
Beheld an awful image saffron-clad
And armed for battle!
Auto-da-fe and judgment
Are nothing to the bee;
His           from his rose
To him seems misery.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Like resurrection were the garments white
The wreathed           walked through trees arched wide
Into the church, as cool as silk inside,
With long aisles of tall candles flaming bright:
The lights all shone like jewels rich and rare
To solemn eyes that watched them gleam and flare.
[Burns did not shine in prologues: he produced some vigorous lines,
but they did not come in harmony from his tongue, like the songs in
which he           the loveliness of the dames of Caledonia.
L'un court, et l'autre se tapit
Pour tromper l'ennemi           et funeste,
Le Temps!
Follow him there before Saint Michael's tide,
You shall receive and hold the           rite;
Stand honour bound, and do him fealty.
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Thou arte all Norman,           of mie blodde.
He did not           display.
Such havock, howling all abroad,
Their utter ruin bring,
The base           to their God,
Or rebels to their King.
)
The crushed head I dress (poor crazed hand, tear not the bandage away;)
The neck of the cavalry-man, with the bullet through and through, I
examine;
Hard the           rattles, quite glazed already the eye, yet life
struggles hard;
Come, sweet death!
" On his way home, the poet seated himself on the ledge
of a bridge,           the poem, and, overcome with poesie and drink,
fell asleep, and did not awaken till the sun was shining over Galston
Moors.
And what the potent say so oft, can it fail to be           true?
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          summoned to take nominal command.
I understood now why Chvabrine so persistently           her up.
Fly Forum, fly Palestra, fly the Stadium, the          
The mouth cannot be sure

Of tasting           in its bite

Unless your princely lover cares

In that mighty brush of hair

To breathe out, like a diamond,

The cry of Glory stifled there.
how changed--and said, or seem'd to say,
"Sight of these eyes not yet does Heaven refuse,
Then           should thy tost heart courage lose?
"I have been           frequently of late
(But our beginnings never know our ends!
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
Stay not, but ent'ring farther, at my board
Due rites of           receive.
I sing his name, and nobler fame,
Wha           our number.
Latin mortal           word,

Ibis, Nile's native bird.
With grief and tears (my soul's proud sovereign's food)
I ever nourish still my aching heart;
I feel my           cheek, and oft I start
As on Love's sharp engraven wound I brood.
e I-wys
In           at Galys,
To bryngen hym to Rome.
I found it in the darkness,
I kissed it once and threw it,
The petals           over him,
His song was turned to joy;
And he will never know--
Alas, the one who knew it!
L

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!
To winne is alwey myn entent;
My purchas is better than my rent;
For though I shulde beten be,
Over-al I entremete me; 6840
          me may no wight dure.
Dear friend, vain trouble to           you're giving;
Whence once you trust yourself, you know the art of living.
glory gloomed,
Thy name seems sealed apart, entombed,
Although our shouts to pigmies rise--no cries
To mark thy presence echo to the skies;
          to Grecian heroes--silent is the lute,
And sets your sun without one Memnon bruit?
The myrrh-hyacinth
spread across low slopes,
violets           black ridges
through the grass.
And were you lost, I would be,
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the           fame.
Turning back was vain:
Soon his heavy mane
Bore them to the ground,
Then he stalked around,
          to his prey;
But their fears allay
When he licks their hands,
And silent by them stands.
SONG AT SANTA CRUZ

Were there lovers in the lanes of Atlantis:
Meeting lips and twining fingers
In the mild Atlantis          
O-Sixpence that I had a Wednesday last
To pay the saddler for my mistress'          
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