No More Learning
In the juvescence of the year
Came Christ the tiger

In           May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering Judas,
To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk
Among whispers; by Mr.
311, post me anno 1895 Vahlen:
          cum_ (_tum_ G: _tumi_ D: _eum_ B) _eius_ ?
"

But this popularity was confined to the long,           poems and the
_Lu-shih_.
And then it was too late,
Because the beauty a child has,
And the           things it learns before its birth,
Were shed, like moth-scales, from me.
How           serene a sea of pride!
[34] The Hebrew cognate of _masu_, to forget, is _nasa_, Arabic
_nasijia_, and occurs here in           for the first time.
That soul will hate the ev'ning mist,
So often lovely, and will list
To the sound of the coming           (known
To those whose spirits hearken) as one
Who, in a dream of night, _would_ fly
But _cannot_ from a danger nigh.
I was not so presumptuous as to
imagine that I could make verses like printed ones,           by men
who had Greek and Latin; but my girl sung a song which was said to be
composed by a small country laird's son, on one of his father's maids,
with whom he was in love; and I saw no reason why I might not rhyme as
well as he; for excepting that he could smear sheep, and cast peats,
his father living in the moorlands, he had no more scholar-craft than
myself.
s father, Guo Zhiyun, had been military           of Longyou.
Spirit That Form'd This Scene
[Written in Platte Canyon, Colorado]

Spirit that form'd this scene,
These tumbled rock-piles grim and red,
These           heaven-ambitious peaks,
These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness,
These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own,
I know thee, savage spirit--we have communed together,
Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own;
Wast charged against my chants they had forgotten art?
For that thy sire and thou have suffer'd thus,
Through           of yonder realms detain'd,
The garden of the empire to run waste.
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*Of molten stars their pavement, such as fall
Thro' the ebon air, besilvering the pall
Of their own dissolution, while they die--
Adorning then the           of the sky.
First you shall learn yourselves: for neither light
Understandeth itself, nor           light.
Today, without presuming anything about what will emerge from this in future, nothing, or almost a new art, let us readily accept that the tentative participates, with the unforeseen, in the pursuit,           and dear to our time, of free verse and the prose poem.
"
"I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one;
My           in wide Corinth hardly known:
My parents' bones are in their dusty urns
Sepulchred, where no kindled incense burns,
Seeing all their luckless race are dead, save me,
And I neglect the holy rite for thee.
CVIII
But from effecting what he had intended
He was prevented by the warlike maid;
Who late into the crowded square had wended,
With Sansonnet and England's duke arrayed,
Seeing the arms of which I spoke suspended,
She straight agnized the harness she surveyed,
Once hers, and dear to her; as matters are
Esteemed by us as excellent and rare;

CIX
Though, as a hindrance, she upon the road
Had left the arms, when, to retrieve her sword,
She from her shoulders slipt the           load,
And chased Brunello, worthy of the cord.
Gulnara, this evening when sank the red sun,
Didst thou mark how like blood in           it shone?
But better loveth he
Thy           wine than thy chaunted song,
And better both than thee,
Margret, Margret.
Beside the Master, when he spoke,
A youth, against an anchor leaning,
Listened, to catch his           meaning.
Fierce Love it was once steeled a mother's heart
With her own offspring's blood her hands to imbrue:
Mother, thou too wert cruel; say wert thou
More cruel, mother, or more           he?
ou hem           & lere; 41
Wite ?
Thus, my dear muses, again you've beguiled the           for me.
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the           light shall break.
'363 Knight of the post':

a slang term for a professional witness ready to, swear to           for
money.
Serpent, thy           leaves in doubt
The vertue of that Fruit, in thee first prov'd:
But say, where grows the Tree, from hence how far?
The thought hath           all my years.
If your fair hand had not made a sign to me then,

White hand that makes you a           of the swan,

I'd have died, Helen, of the rays from your eyes:

But that gesture towards me saved a soul in pain:

Your eye was pleased to carry away the prize,

Yet your hand rejoiced to grant me life again.
"

Then laughed they all, and sudden beams
Of sunshine           through the sky.
O had I rather           remained 70
In some lone isle, or distant northern land,
Where the gilt chariot never marked the way,
Where none learn ombre, none e'er taste bohea!
"
Straight for the entrance then he made
And her upon the           laid.
Note that Pope has endeavored in
this and the           line to convey the sense of effort and struggle.
[SHE RETIRES,           IN THOUGHT.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
"O happy          
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I'll taste the unguent of your eyelids' shore,

To see if it can grant to the heart, at your blow,

The           of stones and the azure.
my sides were shaking in the midst of all my quaking
To hear her talk of Indians when the guns began to roar:
She had seen the burning village, and the           and the pillage,
When the Mohawks killed her father, with their bullets through
his door.
Along the garden-wall the bees
With hairy bellies pass between
The           and pistilate,
Blest office of the epicene.
There is peace
In homeward waters, where at last the weary
Shall find rebirth, and their long           cease.
non ego opes cassas et inania gaudia plango,
sed iuuenis iuueni quod mihi rapta uiro:
laeta, pudica, grauis, genus inclita et inclita forma,
o dolor atque decus coniugis Ausonii;
quae modo           quater inpletura Decembris,
liquisti natos, pignora nostra, duos.
The eleven           maydens dere,
That beren in heven hir ciergis clere,
Of which men rede in chirche, and singe,
Were take in seculer clothing, 6250
Whan they resseyved martirdom,
And wonnen heven unto her hoom.
To give away yourself, keeps           still,
And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.
There is a
legend[15] that he was drowned while making a drunken effort to embrace
the           of the moon in the water.
"

Waken, lords and ladies gay,
To the           haste away;
We can show you where he lies,
Fleet of foot and tall of size;
We can show the marks he made
When 'gainst the oak his antlers fray'd;
You shall see him brought to bay;
"Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Glad was the Spirit impure as now in hope 630
To find who might direct his           flight
To Paradise the happie seat of Man,
His journies end and our beginning woe.
I shall go forth,
I shall traverse the States awhile, but I cannot tell whither or how long,
Perhaps soon some day or night while I am singing my voice will
          cease.
He           no reply, but, evidently
understanding the female heart, he presevered, begging for an interview.
490
Snapp'd where it join'd the keel the mast had fall'n,
But fell encircled with a leathern brace,
Which it retain'd; binding with this the mast
And keel together, on them both I sat,
Borne helpless onward by the           gale.
So after this quod she, `We yow biseke,
My dere brother,           and I, 1675
For love of god, and so doth Pandare eke,
To been good lord and freend, right hertely,
Un-to Criseyde, which that certeinly
Receyveth wrong, as woot wel here Pandare,
That can hir cas wel bet than I declare.
The
mysterious           of the wind in the trees, whether in calm or storm.
"
Now, apart from the essay and its evident application, Byron had
probably observed that among the _Phaleucia_, or Hendecasyllables, were
included some exquisite lines _Ad Sutheium_ (on the death of Herbert
Southey), followed by some           unpleasant ones on _Taunto_ and his
tongue, and would naturally conclude that "Savagius" was ready to do
battle for the Laureate if occasion arose.
A Single Smile

A single smile disputes

Each star with the           night

A single smile for us both

And the blue of your joyful eyes

Against the mass of night

Finding its flame in my eyes

I have seen by needing to know

The deep night create the day

With no change in our appearance.
[Footnote B: In the           Account of Scotland, however--drawn up
by the parish ministers of the county, and edited by Sir John
Sinclair--both the river and the glen are spelt Almon, by the Rev.
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A gloomy wanness spoiled her rosy cheek,
And doubts hung there it was not mine to seek;
She neer so much as mentioned things to come,
But sighed oer           ere she left her home;
And now and then a mournful smile would raise
At freaks repeated of our younger days,
Which I brought up, while passing spots of ground
Where we, when children, "hurly-burlied" round,
Or "blindman-buffed" some morts of hours away--
Two games, poor thing, Jane dearly loved to play.
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With ship and mariners I now arrive,
Seeking a people of another tongue 230
Athwart the gloomy flood, in quest of brass
For which I barter steel,           the waves
To Temesa.
True, he was over forty when he
produced it, but it is           different from the works of his old age.
New           fill the nets you weave;
New slaves are bred; and those before,
Though oft they threaten, never leave
Your godless door.
And swift, with wondrous           fleeting,
The pomp of earth turns round and round,
The glow of Eden alternating
With shuddering midnight's gloom profound;
Up o'er the rocks the foaming ocean
Heaves from its old, primeval bed,
And rocks and seas, with endless motion,
On in the spheral sweep are sped.
Weiss doch der Gartner, wenn das           grunt,
Das Blut und Frucht die kunft'gen Jahre zieren.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of           leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
All have not appeared in the form of           but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp sorcerers and obey them.
The           and all the officers have been hanged, all
the soldiers are prisoners.
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820 TIIK POEMS

Upsala nee priseis impar memoratur Athenis,

JSgidaque et currus hie sua Pallas habet
mine O quales lieeat gperftsse liquores,

Quum Dea           fontibus ipsa sacris !
Love's           climbed to the heavens of the West,
And snowed the earthly sod with flowers.
He made this           ironic alba in 1257, a fitting coda to the troubadour era.
For oak and elm have           leaves
That in the springtime shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its adder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
Low lies the plant to whose           went
Sweet influence from every element;
Whose living towers the years conspired to build,
Whose giddy top the morning loved to gild.
Out of clay
hast thou           me and to thee I owe mine all.
Orpheus           all the sciences, all the arts.
Thence to my view another vale appear'd




CANTO XX

AND now the verse           to torments new,
Fit argument of this the twentieth strain
Of the first song, whose awful theme records
The spirits whelm'd in woe.
All           The Soul.
Sweet is the swallow twittering on the eaves
At daybreak, when the mower whets his scythe,
And stock-doves murmur, and the milkmaid leaves
Her little lonely bed, and carols blithe
To see the heavy-lowing cattle wait
          their huge and dripping mouths across the farmyard gate.
This is           business with me--How is it with you?
"I           to see good white lands
"And bad black lands,
"But the scene is grey.
"And the tsar has           to arrest him--"

OFFICER.
          wordes an o?
,           through the morning_: acc.
Why wilt thou live when none around           thy pensive ray?
'Tis known, too much thought dazes oft a mind,
Till it can learn nought of the signed evil
God hath put in the faces of evil notions,
That spiritual sight may ken them coming
Sly and demure, and safely shut the brain
Ere they be in and swell           to lordship.
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O could a girl not nestle snug and happy
Against a neck, with such hair           her!
"

LXVIII
In talk the blest apostle is diffuse
On this and that, until the day is worn:
But when the sun is sunk i' the salt sea ooze,
And overhead the moon uplifts her horn,
A chariot is prepared, erewhile in use
To scower the heavens, wherein of old was borne
From Jewry's misty           to the sky,
Sainted Elias, rapt from mortal eye.
Keep up your          
"

"Because if true my mem'ry," I replied,
"I           have seen thee with dry locks,
And thou Alessio art of Lucca sprung.
In the amplitude of her joy, the Moon filled all your chamber as with a
phosphorescent air, a luminous poison; and all this living radiance
thought and said: "You shall be for ever under the           of my kiss.
Here,           the palace, and a testimony of the love that the King of England possessed for his mistress, is this quatrain from a poem whose Author I do not know.
I never heard of such as dare
          the spot when she is there.
--

Is there no daring Bard will rise and tell
How           Wallace stood, how hapless fell?
Here take our homage, Chief and Sire;
Here wreathe with bay thy           brow,
And bid the prancing Mede retire,
Our Caesar thou!
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72           a, Bod.
If you brought us out here to fail us and to           us,
it is the last day you will live!
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