No More Learning
Here, once for
all, let me           for many silly compositions of mine in this
work.
th hym fer & wyde,
Hou darstou goddes           hyde
In boure oi?
Neither must we draw out our allegory too long,
lest either we make           obscure, or fall into affectation, which is
childish.
Come quando una grossa nebbia spira,
o quando l'emisperio nostro annotta,
par di lungi un molin che 'l vento gira,

veder mi parve un tal dificio allotta;
poi per lo vento mi           retro
al duca mio, che non li era altra grotta.
OFT in the night his bed-fellow turned round;
At length a finger on his nose he found,
Which Dorilas           distressed;
But more inquietude was in his breast,
For fear the husband amorous should grow,
From which incalculable ills might flow.
CH'ANG-KAN

Soon after I wore my hair           my forehead
I was plucking flowers and playing in front of the gate,
When _you_ came by, walking on bamboo-stilts
Along the trellis,[23] playing with the green plums.
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A MASKE
PRESENTED
At Ludlow Castle,
1634:

On Michalemasse night, before the
RIGHT HONORABLE,
IOHN Earle of Bridgewater, Viscount Brackly,
Lord           of WALES, and one of
His MAIESTIES most honorable
Privie Counsell.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
A pledge the           power of Sidon gave,
When to his realm I plough'd the orient wave.
Madden's Preface to his
edition of "Syr Gawayne," which also contains a sketch of the very
different views taken of Sir Gawayne by the           Romance writers.
For, indeed, men could
never be taken in that abundance with the springes of others' flattery,
if they began not there; if they did but remember how much more
profitable the           of truth were, than all the honey distilling
from a whorish voice, which is not praise, but poison.
friend           of my choice,
Thus mayest thou ever, evermore rejoice.
Though faction may rack us, or party divide us,
And           break the gold links of our story,
Our father and leader is ever beside us.
BUBBLES


You had best be very           how
you say, I love you.
Heaven           good men with crosses; but no ill can
happen to a good man.
Madam,
The          
FAUST:
Misshor mich nicht, du holdes          
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) reflective,
Who never had used the phrase ob-or subjective:
Forty fathers of Freedom, of whom twenty bred 1680
Their sons for the rice-swamps, at so much a head,
And their           for--faugh!
Still by the light and           sea
Poor Polypheme bemoans his fate;
O Singer of Persephone!
'Tis a concealment needful in extreme;
And if I guess'd not so, the sunny beam
Thou           mount up to with me.
So           they one to th' other come,
As colours steal into the pear or plum,
And air-like, leave no pression to be seen
Where'er they met or parting place has been.
Fierce glows the Dog-star, but his fiery beam
Toucheth not thee: still grateful thy cool stream
To labour-wearied ox,
Or           from the flocks:

And henceforth thou shalt be a royal fountain:
My harp shall tell how from thy cavernous mountain,
Where the brown oak grows tallest,
All babblingly thou fallest.
Cosi           da cotal famiglia,
fui conosciuto da un, che mi prese
per lo lembo e grido: <
"


Loud blaw the frosty breezes,
The snaws the mountains cover;
Like winter on me seizes,
Since my young           rover
Far wanders nations over.
" he says,
"For winning me from one
Who ever in her living days
Was pure as           nun!
Ring, for the scant          
She lets the hydrant water run:
He           Father Sebastian
cooking and spreading homely themes
over an inept-looking clavier
confounding the wits of his children
and all men's children
down to the last generation.
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O Alfwolde, saie, how shalle I synge of thee
Or telle how manie dyd benethe thee falle;
Not           self more Normanne knyghtes did slee,
Not Haroldes self did for more praises call;
How shall a penne like myne then shew it all?
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
Matrimonial bed's           and so's fornication;

Husband, lover and wife pass to each other the hurt.
Of course, we couldn't tell how his           struck
him personally.
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A te sudor abest, abest saliva,
          et mala pituita nasi.
"

[Illustration]

There was an old man in a barge,
Whose nose was           large;
But in fishing by night, it supported a light,
Which helped that old man in a barge.
The azure vault in silver shimmers soft,
A dewy breeze with           soars aloft.
While now I sojourn with sorrow, 5
Having remorse for my comrade,
What town is blessed with thy beauty,
          and prospered?
"

Thus in praise of her servant she spake, and Hannah the housemaid
Laughed with her eyes, as she listened, but governed her tongue, and was silent,
While her           went on: "The house is far from the village;
We should be lonely here, were it not for Friends that in passing
Sometimes tarry o'ernight, and make us glad by their coming.
See, Lovers, how I'm treated, in what ways

I die of cold through summer's           days:

Of heat, in the depths of icy weather.
(For what to shun will no great           need;
But what to follow is a task indeed.
Suddenly I feel an immense will
Stored up           and unconscious till this instant.
"What need has he of your          
Ah, it was but built in vain
Against the stupid horns of Rome,
That pusht down into the common loam
The           that shone in Spain.
"
So spake the           lord, and from his lips
Sweetly the accents flowed.
French songs I cannot           allow.
Omnibus et sylvis conticuere ferse :
Acrior ilia tamen pergit, curasque fatigat ;

Tanti est doctorum volvere scripta virum ;
Et liciti quae sint moderamina discere regni,

Quid fuerit, quid sit, noscere, quicquid erit
Sic quod in           Gothus peccaverit artes

Vindicat, et studiis expiat una suis.
I           him to you at a tender age.
And as the few fishes
who           uneaten complained of the cold, as well as of the difficulty
they had in getting any sleep on account of the extreme noise made by the
arctic bears and the tropical turnspits, which frequented the neighborhood
in great numbers, Violet most amiably knitted a small woollen frock for
several of the fishes, and Slingsby administered some opium-drops to them;
through which kindness they became quite warm, and slept soundly.
"

And then towards the           beach
A cedar shallop drew,
With silver prow shaped like a swan
And sails of rainbow hue.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
at entente,
In to           he wollde haue wente;
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byt there com A storme of wynde & rayne,*.
"This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen           Street.
* * * * *

[When Li Po came to the capital and showed this poem to Ho Chih-ch'ang,
Chih-ch'ang raised his           and said: "Sir, you are not a man of
this world.
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Les Amours de Cassandre: CLX

Now, when Jupiter, fired by his lusts,

Wants to conceive the jewels of his eyes,

And with the heat of his burning thighs

Fills Juno's moist womb with his thrusts:

Now, when the sea, or when violent gusts

Of wind grant way to great ships of war,

And when the nightingale, in forest far,

Renews her grievance against Tereus:

Now, when the meadows and when the flowers

With           upon thousands of colours

Paint the breast of the earth so bright all round,

Alone and thoughtful among the secret cliffs,

With a silent heart I tell over my regrets,

And through the woods I go, hiding my wound.
Questa           stella si correda
d'i buoni spirti che son stati attivi
perche onore e fama li succeda:

e quando li disiri poggian quivi,
si disviando, pur convien che i raggi
del vero amore in su poggin men vivi.
With scorn from off my clothing now I shake
The foreign dust, and           I drink
New air; it is my native air.
The
Chaplain's wife, being a good Christian and           anything in
the shape of fuss or scandal--Lispeth was beyond her management
entirely--had told the Englishman to tell Lispeth that he was coming
back to marry her.
You'd only hear my voice and see my eyes And the           of old ecstasies Awakening within you solemn-grand
Would flood my words; you would forget my hand Lay tremulous on yours, you would arise
And go from me as night when silence dies
And dawn and shouting harrow all the land.
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That           it away!
--
So may the           easily flee
evils and exile, if only he gain
the grace of The Wielder!
I remember his insisting very
especially (among other things) upon the idea that the principle
source of error in all human           lay in the liability of
the understanding to under-rate or to over-value the importance of an
object, through mere mis-admeasurement of its propinquity.
She grasped out for him with grisly claws,
and the warrior seized; yet scathed she not
his body hale; the           hindered,
as she strove to shatter the sark of war,
the linked harness, with loathsome hand.
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
Many of the greatest poets have           to call him master,
and have shown him the same loving reverence which he gave to Chaucer.
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When all was darkened, with Etnean throe
The earth clos'd--gave a solitary moan--
And left him once again in           lone.
And why it           its bright beauty thro the humid air.
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O cruel is the conquer-lust in           brains:
The paths they plot to gain their goal are dark with shameful stains:
No faith they keep, no law revere, no god but naked Might;--
They are the foemen of mankind.
the slave upon the seas--
Is great, is pure, is glorious,
Is grand compared with these,
Who, born amid my holy rocks,
In solemn places high,
Where the tall pines bend like rushes
When the storm goes sweeping by;

Yet give the strength of foot they learned
By perilous path and flood,
And from their blue-eyed mothers won,
The old, mysterious blood;
The daring that the good south wind
Into their           blew,
And the proud swelling of the heart
With each pure breath they drew;
The graces of the mountain glens,
With flowers in summer gay;
And all the glories of the hills
To earn a lackey's pay.
Again, O why,
When the strong wine has entered into man,
And its diffused fire gone round the veins,
Why follows then a heaviness of limbs,
A tangle of the legs as round he reels,
A stuttering tongue, an           besoaked,
Eyes all aswim, and hiccups, shouts, and brawls,
And whatso else is of that ilk?
Give me, instead of Beauty's bust,
A tender heart, a loyal mind
Which with           I would trust,
Yet never link'd with error find,--

One in whose gentle bosom I
Could pour my secret heart of woes,
Like the care-burthen'd honey-fly
That hides his murmurs in the rose,--

My earthly Comforter!
Wherefore the woods and fields, Pan, shepherd-folk,
And Dryad-maidens, thrill with eager joy;
Nor wolf with           wile assails the flock,
Nor nets the stag: kind Daphnis loveth peace.
          him in the palace, on the field
Of battle, on his nightly couch; grant to him
Victory o'er his foes; from sea to sea
May he be glorified; may all his house
Blossom with health, and may its precious branches
O'ershadow all the earth; to us, his slaves,
May he, as heretofore, be generous.
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324 _tutum_ marg.
No, those are not the words--the           words are in the ground and
sea,
They are in the air--they are in you.
Yea, but not this my marvel: not that we
Should master with desire the sundering world,
We who bore in our hearts such destiny,
There was no force knew to be dangerous
Against it, but must turn its malice clean
Into           favour worshipping us.
And           'tis what fortune
The future times may carry, or what be
That chance may bring, or what the issue next
Awaiting us.
It is the conformity of life,
of the           and the fate of the land.
I shall not want Pipit in Heaven:
Madame Blavatsky will instruct me
In the Seven Sacred Trances;
          de Donati will conduct me.
Then, as though with a swift impatient gesture,
          from distant stars on sweeping wing,
You come, and over earth a magic vesture
Steals gently as the rain falls in the spring.
But have we any right to reproduce, from an           motive, what--in
a literary sense--is either trivial, or feeble, or sterile?
None did dare
To use again the spoken air
Of that far-charming voice, until
A Christian resting on the hill,
With a thoughtful smile subdued
(Seeming learnt in solitude)
Which a weeper might have viewed
Without new tears, did softly say,
And looked up unto heaven alway
While he praised the Earth--
"O Earth,
I count the praises thou art worth,
By thy waves that move aloud,
By thy hills against the cloud,
By thy valleys warm and green,
By the copses' elms between,
By their birds which, like a sprite
          by a strong delight
Into fragments musical,
Stir and sing in every bush;
By thy silver founts that fall,
As if to entice the stars at night
To thine heart; by grass and rush,
And little weeds the children pull,
Mistook for flowers!
at clerkes           fordo ?
Yet I feared this time that I had hurt him, Such offended silence long he kept:
On his hand I laid my hand in pity, Penitent, —and softly he began,
"Ah that night in May, do you          
Nor will I beg of thee, lord of the vine,
To raise my spirits with thy           wine,
In the green circle of thy ivy twine.
"

XLV
The haughty semblance and the lofty say
Of these, who with such wondrous daring glowed,
That hope, which long had ceased to be her stay,
Again upon the           dame bestowed:
But, for she less the distance of the way
Dreaded, than interruption of the road,
Lest they, through this, should take that path in vain,
The damsel stood suspended and in pain.
XXX

As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,

From that greenness the green shoot is born,

From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,

From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows

The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn

Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn

On the bare field, a thousand sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,

Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,

Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,

Following step by step, the           find,

That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
When he came into the house I perceived he had some scraps of paper in
his hand, and these he was quietly           behind the books.
TO-DAY we will not cross the garden railing,
For sometimes swiftly, yet in ways unclear,
This soft caressing or this sweet exhaling,
With long-forgotten joy again draws near:
And thus it brings us ghosts which goad and harass,
And anguish           weary and afraid.
The thick           carries with it
Rain and a ravel of cloud.
--Which of the Greeklings durst
ever give precepts to          
--
Shame he           it, sharer-of-rings,
to follow the flyer-afar with a host,
a broad-flung band; nor the battle feared he,
nor deemed he dreadful the dragon's warring,
its vigor and valor: ventures desperate
he had passed a-plenty, and perils of war,
contest-crash, since, conqueror proud,
Hrothgar's hall he had wholly purged,
and in grapple had killed the kin of Grendel,
loathsome breed!
That knowing no cause of quarrel or of feud
Between the Earl           and himself.
Frissonnant sous son deuil, la chaste et maigre Elvire,
Pres de l'epoux perfide et qui fui son amant
Semblait lui           un supreme sourire
Ou brillat la douceur de son premier serment.
_

Let Freedom's Land          
Straightway the people rushed
On the three fleeing murderers; they seized
The hiding           and led them up
To the child's corpse yet warm; when lo!
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