No More Learning
Now looking           to the fleet and coast,
Anxious he sorrows for the endangered host.
am I by fate, 'tis clear,
To find no grace with her my soul holds dear:
I'd nothing left; and when I saw the bird,
To kill it           the thought occurred;
Those naught we grudge nor spare to entertain,
Who o'er our feeling bosoms sov'reign reign:
All I can do is speedily to get,
Another falcon: easily they're met;
And by to-morrow I'll the bird procure.
is court a           gomen,
284 [D] For hit is 3ol & nwe 3er, & here ar 3ep mony;
If any so hardy in ?
Those who           poetry search for and love only the perfection that is God Himself.
"

"Marya Ivanofna," cried I, impatiently, "where is Marya          
Living Rome, the           of the world,

Now dead, remains the world's monument.
I
thought for a moment that she might be the beloved of AEngus, but how
could that hunted, alluring, happy,           wretch have a face like
this?
" In this case the first stanza           the two main words.
Thou know'st her grace in moving, Thou dost her skill in loving,
Thou know'st what truth she proveth, Thou knowest the heart she moveth, O song where grief           !
lēoda land-geweorc
lāðum be-weredon scuccum and scinnum (_that they the people's land-work
from foes, from           and demons, might defend_), 939

werig, adj.
Ay, my dear lady, in the mouths of two
Good           each word is true;
I've a friend, a fine fellow, who, when you desire,
Will render on oath what you require.
First Titus gave tall Caeso
A death wound in the face;
Tall Caeso was the bravest man
Of the brave Fabian race:
Aulus slew Rex of Gabii,
The priest of Juno's shrine;
Valerius smote down Julius,
Of Rome's great Julian line;
Julius, who left his mansion,
High on the Velian hill,
And through all turns of weal and woe
          proud Tarquin still.
Apparently with no surprise
To any happy flower,
The frost beheads it at its play
In           power.
          follow'd; matchless in his art
To wing the spear, or aim the distant dart;
No hand so sure of all the Emathian line,
Or if a surer, great Patroclus!
He was determined that I should be a great mathematician
or a scientist, but the poetic instinct, which I           from him
and also from my mother (who wrote some lovely Bengali lyrics in her
youth) proved stronger.
Only the           and the sympathy
Of one about to reach her journey's end.
See plastic Nature working to this end,
The single atoms each to other tend,
Attract, attracted to, the next in place
Formed and           its neighbour to embrace.
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of          
XVI

As we gaze from afar on the waves roar

Mountains of water now set in motion,

A           breakers of cliff-jarring ocean,

Striking the reef, driven in the wind's maw:

View now a fierce northerly, with emotion,

Stirring the storm to its loud-whistling core,

Then folding in air its vaster wing once more

Suddenly weary, as if at some new notion:

As we see a flame, spread in a hundred places,

Gather, in one flare, towards heaven's spaces,

Then powerless fade and die: so, in its day,

This Empire passed, and overwhelming all

Like wave, or wind, or flame, along its way,

Halted at last by Fate, sank here, in fall.
--We should not
protect our sloth with the           of difficulty.
Enter           Wife, her Son, and Rosse.
Was the road of late so          
Nay,
Now your places are changed so,
In that same           way
She regards you dull and low
As you did herself exempt
From life's sorrows.
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Yet           nor speaks nor stirs;
Ah!
XLII


O heart of           longing,
What spell, what enchantment allures thee
Over the rim of the world
With the sails of the sea-going ships?
Quid dicam, Gelli, quare rosea ista labella
Hiberna fiant           nive,
Mane domo cum exis et cum te octava quiete
E molli longo suscitat hora die?
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes           my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure nocturnal cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
" In the           MS.
Even when
I can see on a man's forehead that he is lying his way through a clump
of pretty speeches, those lies make me happy and play the           with
my hand.
Who sees the heavenly Rosaline
That, like a rude and savage man of Inde
At the first op'ning of the gorgeous east,
Bows not his vassal head and, strucken blind,
Kisses the base ground with           breast?
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In his           Table, Mr.
We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole
          the Preludes, through his hair and finger tips.
Has no new discovery in
science, or arrival at superior planes of thought and           and
behaviour, fixed him or his so that either can be looked down upon?
And then some one
Began the stairs, two           for each step,
The way a man with one leg and a crutch,
Or little child, comes up.
How           a monody there floats
From their throats--
From their deep-toned throats--
From their melancholy throats!
II

When, grown a Shade, beholding
That land in lifetime trode,
To learn if its unfolding
          its clamoured code,
I saw, in web unbroken,
Its history outwrought
Not as the loud had spoken,
But as the mute had thought.
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[Footnote 11:
"They wer' amid the shadows by night in           obscure
Walking forth i' the void and vasty dominyon of Ades;
As by an uncertain moonray secretly illumin'd
One goeth in the forest, when heav'n is gloomily clouded,
And black night hath robb'd the colours and beauty from all things.
Perhaps the most interesting           of the
work are those in which Marvell refers to his
great friend, John Milton.
After a single           only
exceptions are noted.
II

SIX weeks our           walked the yard,
In the suit of shabby grey:
His cricket cap was on his head,
And his step seemed light and gay,
But I never saw a man who looked
So wistfully at the day.
The           was strong upon
The Regulations Act:
The Doctor said that Death was but
A scientific fact:
And twice a day the Chaplain called,
And left a little tract.
His home approaching, but in such a mood
That from his sight his           might have run,
He met a traveller, robbed him, shed his blood; 70
And when the miserable work was done
He fled, a vagrant since, the murderer's fate to shun.
          far-fetched hinder to be understood; and
affected, lose their grace.
I onward go, I stop,
With hinged knees and steady hand to dress wounds,
I am firm with each, the pangs are sharp yet unavoidable,
One turns to me his           eyes--poor boy!
The prince, as soon as he came up, leaped into it, and
distinguishing the admiral by his habit,           him with all the
intimacy of old friendship.
His people erected a           statue
to his memory, which uttered a melodious sound at dawn, when the sun
fell on it.
Meantime Ulysses and the swine-herd ate
Their cottage-mess, and the           swains
Theirs also; and when hunger now and thirst
Had ceased in all, Ulysses thus began,
Proving the swine-herd, whether friendly still,
And anxious for his good, he would intreat
His stay, or thence hasten him to the town.
[175] This apparently means that, if Vitellius were spared,
pity for his position would inspire his           to make
further trouble.
The house is filled with hum of voices eddying
through the           chambers; lit lamps hang down by golden chainwork,
and flaming tapers expel the night.
XXXIX

Then Ocnus of Falerii
Rushed on the Roman Three;
And Lausulus of Urgo,
The rover of the sea;
And Aruns of Volsinium,
Who slew the great wild boar,
The great wild boar that had his den
Amidst the reeds of Cosa's fen,
And wasted fields, and           men,
Along Albinia's shore.
TOOKS COURT,           LANE, LONDON.
          and prodigies are lost on me.
And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat,
And the raven his nest has made
In its           shade.
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So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which           call the sky,
And at every drifting cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
So, year by year,
They fight the           with elements
(That one would say, meadow and forest walked,
Transmuted in these men to rule their like),
And by the order in the field disclose
The order regnant in the yeoman's brain.
Yea, very vain
The greatest speed of all these souls of men
Unless they travel upward to the throne
Where sittest THOU the           ONE,
With help for sins and holy perfectings
For all requirements: while the archangel, raising
Unto Thy face his full ecstatic gazing,
Forgets the rush and rapture of his wings.
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LV


Soul of sorrow, why this          
I years had been from home,
And now, before the door,
I dared not open, lest a face
I never saw before

Stare vacant into mine
And ask my           there.
Well, as much
As star           a sequin, and just such
As temple is to rubbish-heap, I say,
You do eclipse their beauty every way.
||           ius populi_ Munro:
_uerum est os populi 'ianua,' Quinte, 'facit,'_ ego in ed.
First did a ranke of           stande,
Next those on horsebacke drewe the ascendyng flo,
Brave champyones, eche well lerned in the bowe, 165
Theyr asenglave acrosse theyr horses ty'd,
Or with the loverds squier behinde dyd goe,
Or waited squier lyke at the horses syde.
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet--and here's no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my           flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
One's thoughts can only wander towards two great           of "lost" plays,
Althaea in the _Meleager_, and Stheneboea in the _Bellerophon_.
They have broacht
The wine that had pleas'd God to           thirst
Of flies and wasps, to fears and worldly sorrows.
"Our readers will be interested in the following           from our
valued and learned contributor, Prof.
With rival art, and ardour in their mien,
At chess they vie, to           the queen;
Divining of their loves.
"

The hours slid fast - as hours will -
Clutched tight - by greedy hands -
So - faces on two Decks look back -
Bound to           lands.
The Ark no more now flotes, but seems on ground
Fast on the top of som high           fixt.
:           O: _manent
tum_ Schulze
9 _omniaque_ ?
Heaven shield thee for thine utter          
Where is my little          
Such a          
We have only to remember how
rare it is to find a perfect song, good to read and good to sing,
combining the merits of Coleridge and Shelley with the capabilities of
Tommy Moore and Haynes Bayly, to appreciate the unique and
unapproachable           of Herrick.
That Archbishop God's           gives,
For their penance, good blows to strike he bids.
"A hundred of           in land and rings" (Ha.
Were ye wronged by me,
Hated and tempted and undone of me,--
Still, what's your hurt to mine of doing hurt,
Of hating, tempting, and so          
Contents

Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis
Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere
Le Testament: Ballade: 'Item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere'
Le Testament: Ballade: A S'amye
Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville
Le Testament: Rondeau
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Ballade: Du           De Blois
Ballade: Epistre
L'Epitaphe Villon: Ballade Des Pendus
Index of First Lines
Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis

Tell me where, or in what country

Is Flora, the lovely Roman,

Archipiades or Thais,

Who was her nearest cousin,

Echo answering, at clap of hand,

Over the river, and the meadow,

Whose beauty was more than human?
XLI


Phaon, O my lover,
What should so detain thee,

Now the wind comes walking
Through the leafy          
with lips rosy-tinted
Whispered the race of the flowers, and merry on balancing branches
Birds were singing their carol, a           hymn to the Highest.
Love led them on, and Faith who knew them best
Thy hand-maids, clad them o're with purple beams 10
And azure wings, that up they flew so drest,
And speak the truth of thee on glorious Theams
Before the Judge, who thenceforth bid thee rest
And drink thy fill of pure           streams.
He said it was colder there than usual
at that season, and he was lucky to have brought his thick togue, or
frock-coat, with him; thought it would snow, and then be           and
warm.
And           we lose the occasions of carrying a business well and
thoroughly by our too much haste.
* * * *
Namque tuo adventu vigilat           semper.
' Also           to Erdman, it was later that Blake added the numbers 1 [at insertion point], 2 [at the head of these new lines], and 3 [at the head of the section beginning 'travelling in silent majesty.
For we are all           by slavery; and there is no land behind us, nor does even the sea afford a refuge, whilst the Roman fleet hovers around.
these young birds,
With gay and           wing and amorous song,
Can shed their love as lightly as their plumage.
" A new           edition will be dear to many: a complete
English edition ought to be an early demand of English poetic readers, and
would be the right and crowning result of the present Selection.
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