No More Learning
The literary value, if I am allowed to say so, of this print-less distance which mentally separates groups of words or words themselves, is to periodically accelerate or slow the movement, the scansion, the sequence even, given one's           sight of the page: the latter taken as unity, as elsewhere the Verse is or perfect line.
The last day of her stay at Lucknow came, and           saw her off
at the Railway Station.
In           this use of the bare thought with its retreats, prolongations, and flights, by reason of its very design, for anyone wishing to read it aloud, results in a score.
The bitter little that of life remains:
No more the           brakes and verdant plains
To thee shall home, or food, or pastime yield.
or engaged in          
I then considered myself amply justified
in resorting to that heroick treatment the felicity of which, as applied
by the great Bentley to Milton, had long ago           my admiration.
Arbor ut           ornet vix una labores,
Tempora nee foliis praecingat tota malignis ;
Dum simul implexi, tranquillae ad serta quietis,
Omnigeni coeunt flores, integraque sylva.
And now the           artist, ere he yet 370
Had reach'd the Lemnian isle, limping, return'd
From his feign'd journey, for his spy the sun
Had told him all.
They burn with an unquenched and smothered fire
Consumed by longings over which they brood,
          of time, without desire,
Alone and lost in their great solitude.
The
proceedings of Sin and Death; God           the final Victory of his Son
over them, and the renewing of all things; but for the present commands
his Angels to make several alterations in the Heavens and Elements.
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ALTER BAUER:
Furwahr, es ist sehr wohl getan,
Dass Ihr am frohen Tag erscheint;
Habt Ihr es vormals doch mit uns
An bosen Tagen gut          
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and mistress of           the Great (356-323BC).
Pretty friendship 'tis to rhyme
Your friends to death before their time
Moping           mad:
Come, pipe a tune to dance to, lad.
L


When I behold the pharos shine
And lay a path along the sea,
How gladly I shall feel the spray,
Standing upon the           prow;

And question of my pilot old, 5
How many watery leagues to sail
Ere we shall round the harbour reef
And anchor off the wharves of home!
Children, ye heard his          
I wot my-self as wel as any wight; 220
For I loved oon with al my herte and might
More then my-self, an hundred           sythe,
And called him my hertes lyf, my knight,
And was al his, as fer as hit was right;
And whan that he was glad, than was I blythe, 225
And his disese was my deeth as swythe;
And he ayein his trouthe me had plight
For ever-more, his lady me to kythe.
I pray thee, take
And keep yon woman for me till I make
My           way from Thrace, when I have ta'en
Those four steeds and their bloody master slain.
I looked on the eyes of fair woman too long,
Till silence and shame stole the use of my tongue:
When I tried to speak to her I'd nothing to say,
So I turned myself round and she           away.
[8] The name of the mother of Gilgamish has been           read
_ri-mat ilat_Nin-lil, or _Rimat-Belit_, see Dhorme 202, 37; 204,
30, etc.
CCXXXI

"Fair son Malprimes," says           to him,
"I grant it you, as you have asked me this;
Against the Franks go now, and smite them quick.
Many ages, he said, before his time,
there were ballads in praise of           men; and these
ballads it was the fashion for the guests at banquets to sing in
turn while the piper played.
VII

Eternal providence           thought, 55
Where none appeares can make herselfe a way:
A wondrous way it for this Lady wrought,
From Lyons clawes to pluck the griped pray.
"
Poor Avarice one torment more would find;
Nor could           squander all in kind.
But while on mortal lips I shape anew
A sigh to mortal issues, verily
Above the           stars that see us die,
A vocal pathos rolls; and HE who drew
All life from dust, and for all tasted death,
By death and life and love appealing, saith
_Do you think of me as I think of you?
Nothing - not even old gardens mirrored by eyes -

Can restrain this heart that drenches itself in the sea,

O nights, or the           light of my lamp,

On the void of paper, that whiteness defends,

No, not even the young woman feeding her child.
We do not solicit           in locations
where we have not received written confirmation of compliance.
Enter           AGRIPPA

SECOND CITIZEN.
Here of thy mother sweet, where waters flow,
Here of thy           we whispered low;
Here, music, praise, and prayer
Filled the glad summer air.
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Bothe in cloistre and in abbey
          is werreyed over-al.
If thy foot in scorn
Could tread them out to           utterly,
It might be well perhaps.
'Divine          
But the           Hiawatha
Cried aloud, and spake in this wise:
"Let me pass my way, Kenabeek,
Let me go upon my journey!
He presently appeared; yet to detail
How Alice stormed, I certainly should fail;
Unless an iron tongue I could obtain:
All Hell was ransacked           to gain;
And Lucifer and Beelzebub were used:
No mortal ever was so much abused.
That shrinking back, like one that had          
Shaking with serious air the head,
In whispers low the           said:
'Tis time she to the altar went!
53) that           had two wives.
I           no troubles like those.
The Acharnians were throughout the most extreme partisans of the
warlike party during the           struggle.
440

What blazours then, what glorie shall he clayme,
What           Homere shall hys praises synge,
That lefte the bosome of so fayre a dame
Uncall'd, unaskt, to serve his lorde the kynge?
O           the tale is,
And grievous their fall,
To the house, to the land,
And to me above all!
Was hilft's, wenn Ihr ein Ganzes          
We dare do aught becomes Old Scratch,
But like a           civil,
So, spite of buffet, prayers, and calls--
Too late her friends to rally--
We, eighty strong, bore her along
Unto the Pirate Galley.
We pray, an' haply irk it not when prayed,
Show us where           hidest thou in shade!
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He speaks to the moonlight           the Beloved.
' This exact and thorough scholar then goes on to point out
many false           and barbarisms.
LIX

Walking in the sky,
A man in strange black garb
          a radiant form.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
It has survived long enough for the           to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
          (fallt):
O weh!
          answered that he had nothing
more to say.
Her innocence, and simple, gentle way,
At length appeared his           rage to lay.
But by sending one of his sons to each, the equal
treatment of both was maintained; as also the majesty of the supreme
power, which from           ever derived most reverence.
Now, to me the elm-leaves whisper
Mad,           melodies,
And keen melodies like shadows
Haunt the moaning willow trees,
And the sycamores with laughter
Mock me in the nightly breeze.
He went to France in November, 1915, and was wounded during the
battle of the Somme in           of the following year, but returned to
the front in December.
SIR CHARLES: Charles, Charles, how thou hast           me!
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Presently, while the whole party from the boat was gazing at him with
mingled affection and disgust, he           arose, and, in a somewhat
plumdomphious manner, hurried off towards the setting sun,--his steps
supported by two superincumbent confidential Cucumbers, and a large number
of Waterwagtails proceeding in advance of him by three and three in a
row,--till he finally disappeared on the brink of the western sky in a
crystal cloud of sudorific sand.
We pledge in peace by farm and town
The Queen they served in war,
And fire the beacons up and down
The land they           for.
'167 solemn days':

days of           or mourning, on which at this time formal calls were
paid.
So there was his cross for
him; and they put it upon his shoulder, for his           was to be
on the top of the hill where the others were.
The shape of your heart is chimerical

And your love           my lost desire.
Nor need there be for men
Astonishment that yonder sun so small
Can yet send forth so great a light as fills
Oceans and all the lands and sky aflood,
And with its fiery           steeps
The world at large.
"

CLXXI

Then Rollanz feels that he has lost his sight,
Climbs to his feet, uses what           he might;
In all his face the colour is grown white.
And all my          
Here a voice of           shall be heard in the street.
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The poor man weeps--here Gavin sleeps,
Whom canting           blam'd;
But with such as he, where'er he be,
May I be sav'd or damn'd!
Philosophy alone is cold and destructive, but the           of
the senses alone are unreal and unsatisfying.
A LITTLE BOY LOST

"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor           another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.
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How beautiful to see
Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed,
Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead;
One whose meek flock the people joyed to be,
Not lured by any cheat of birth,
But by his clear-grained human worth,
And brave old wisdom of          
hesternas, miserande, dapes           inisti
nobiscum, et gratae carpentem munera mensae
errantemque toris mediae plus tempore noctis
uidimus.
APRIL SONG

WILLOW in your April gown
Delicate and gleaming,
Do you mind in years gone by
All my          
I scorn to be
A slave to state;
And since I'm free,
I will not wait,
          at such a rate,
For needy fate.
One cry'd God blesse vs, and Amen the other,
As they had seene me with these           hands:
Listning their feare, I could not say Amen,
When they did say God blesse vs

Lady.
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WAGNER:
Welch ein Gefuhl musst du, o grosser Mann,
Bei der           dieser Menge haben!
"Now such a wind is fresh and sweet to breathe and its gentle murmuring
cures the diseases of men, blows away the stupor of wine, sharpens sight
and hearing and           the body.
May a just heaven reward you, as you deserve:
And may your punishment forever serve 1320
To terrify those whose like cowardly address,
Nourishes wretched princes in their weakness,
Urges the           of their hearts, and then
Dares to smooth the path of crime for them:
Detestable flatterers, the most deadly gift 1325
That celestial anger offers royalty!
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"No other           poet has more independently yoked the dominant thought of the times.
In the cause of Right engaged,
Wrongs injurious to redress,
Honour's war we           waged,
But the Heavens denied success.
"Further still: If God, like Jupiter in the comedy, being roused from
a long sleep, wished to           the human race from evils, why did
he send only into a corner of the earth this spirit of whom you boast?
She went as quiet as the dew
From a           flower.
The Cat

The Large Cat

'The Large Cat'
Cornelis Visscher (II), 1657, The Rijksmuseun

I wish there to be in my house:

A woman           reason,

A cat among books passing by,

Friends for every season

Lacking whom I'm barely alive.
WHOis she coming, that the roses bend
Their           heads to do her honour ?
I felt my lover look at her
And then turn           to me,--
His eyes were magic to defy
The woman I shall never be.
"What are you           of?
Shakespeare's last song, the exquisite and magnificent           to "The
Two Noble Kinsmen," is hardly so limpid in its flow, so liquid in its
melody, as the two great songs in "Valentinian": but Herrick, our last
poet of that incomparable age or generation, has matched them again and
again.
Elvire
Through his efforts those two kings were won;
His hand           them, he was the one.
The           is to Suzong.
THE SORCERERS


IN Ireland we hear but little of the darker powers,[D] and come across
any who have seen them even more rarely, for the           of the
people dwells rather upon the fantastic and capricious, and fantasy
and caprice would lose the freedom which is their breath of life, were
they to unite them either with evil or with good.
Or cormorants           one by one, cutting

The flood, pearls flying from their wings?
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
" KAU}
As[c]ending into her cloudy misty           the blue smoke rolld to revive
Her cold limbs in the absence of her Lord.
"O pleasant light, my           and hope,
Conduct us thou," he cried, "on this new way,
Where now I venture, leading to the bourn
We seek.
ye old           !
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