No More Learning
The           sound, their voice is very clear,
And the olifant its echoing music speaks.
I           now why Chvabrine so persistently followed her up.
(Leonor and Page leave)

Just Heaven, whose help I need,
Put an end to the evil that possesses me,
Protect my           and my honour.
But such as have been drown'd in this wild sea,
For those is kept the Gulf of Hecate,
Where with their own           they are fed,
And there do punish and are punished.
Biglow, the only part
of it which seemed to give him any           was that which
classed him with the Whig party.
Herbert was a man of both ability and courage but of
a vanity which           both.
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For which him lyked in his songes shewe
          of his wo, as he best mighte,
And made a song of wordes but a fewe,
Somwhat his woful herte for to lighte.
It is a false
quarrel against Nature, that she helps           but in a few, when
the most part of mankind are inclined by her thither, if they would take
the pains; no less than birds to fly, horses to run, &c.
`O Pandare, that in dremes for to triste
Me blamed hast, and wont art oft up-breyde, 1710
Now maystow see thy-selve, if that thee liste,
How trewe is now thy nece, bright          
THE CONTEST



I

Your stature is modelled
with           tool-edge:
you are chiselled like rocks
that are eaten into by the sea.
Her footsteps were
tracked by her parents to the middle of a lock of a canal, and no other
vestige of her,           or forward, could be traced.
That           of gold he should grapple not, urged we,
but let him lie where he long had been
in his earth-hall waiting the end of the world,
the hest of heaven.
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ORIGIN OF RHODES

OLYMPIA VII, 100-129

Ancient sayings of men relate,
That when Zeus and the           divided earth,
Rhodes was not yet apparent in the deep sea;
But in salt depths the island was hid.
I cling to your knees          
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of           in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Never believe though in my nature reign'd,
All           that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stain'd,
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;
For nothing this wide universe I call,
Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all.
Lassie, say thou lo'es me;
Or if thou wilt no be my ain,
Say na thou'lt refuse me:
If it winna, canna be,
Thou, for thine may choose me,
Let me, lassie, quickly die,
          that thou lo'es me.
"'Rivers to the Sea' is the most charming volume of poetry that has
appeared on either side of the           in a score of years.
Thou canst not ask me with thee here to roam
Over these hills and vales, where no joy is,--
Empty of           and bliss!
Everything seemed to me like a bad dream--from the stamping of the
horses in the darkness to           telling me the story of his loving
Edith Copleigh since the first.
Aelius, of Lamus' ancient name
(For since from that high parentage
The           Lamias came
And all who fill the storied page,
No doubt you trace your line from him,
Who stretch'd his sway o'er Formiae,
And Liris, whose still waters swim
Where green Marica skirts the sea,
Lord of broad realms), an eastern gale
Will blow to-morrow, and bestrew
The shore with weeds, with leaves the vale,
If rain's old prophet tell me true,
The raven.
Gosson has much to say on the subject of women           the
theatre.
I'm dead: by death I'll answer her,

And off I'll go: she'll see me gone,

To           exile, who knows where?
The whole will be           by Mr.
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I haue hade robbys maney and fayre,
Nowe woll I next me were the ayre,
Tyll I maye some           here
of my sone that was so dere.
In October, 1916, he was           to England, was promoted to the rank
of Staff Captain in the Intelligence Corps, and was sent to Italy to
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I made in my heart a secret vow I would find a way home:
I hid my plan from my Tartar wife and the           she had borne me
in the land.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
Where is he that borne
Adown the sloping of an arrowy stream,
Could link his shallop to the fleeting edge,
And muse midway with philosophic calm
Upon the wondrous laws which regulate
The fierceness of the           element?
The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His           omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.
Who in the erring world beneath would deem,
That Trojan Ripheus in this round was set
Fifth of the saintly          
For we cannot tarry here,
We must march, my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We, the           sinewy races, all the rest on us depend.
They not only assist
each other, but the same enlargement of mind which is necessary for
perfection in the one is also necessary for perfection in the other; and
the same causes impede, and are alike           of, both.
It swarmed with insects,
Just as if it had been          
Hir forheed,           al playn.
37), _A           upon S.
Cool           prompt the farmers to make haste, and at length I
see only the ladders here and there left leaning against the trees.
But there was a class of           in which the great families
were by no means so courteously treated.
"

I never took my eyes off my father's pen as it           slowly over the
paper.
"

"You had not told me that,"           Pugatchef, whose brow had suddenly
darkened.
e p{er}fecc{i}ou{n} of           fro hem ?
I shall wear the bottoms of my           rolled.
Whatever that
secret is, the charm of it never fails after all these years to keep the
poems preserved with a           and vitality, which are the qualities
of enduring genius.
The halter of           shall see
A unit for his virtue, for his vices
No less a mark than million.
Here the Dolopian troops were tented, here
cruel Achilles; here their           lay; here the lines were wont to
meet in battle.
_

I           tried my cask of whiskey for the first time, and I assure
you it does you great credit.
A radical in thought, he puffed away
With shrewd contempt the dust of usage gray, 30
Yet loathed democracy as one who saw,
In what he longed to love, some vulgar flaw,
And, shocked through all his delicate reserves,
Remained a Tory by his taste and nerves,
His fancy's thrall, he drew all ergoes thence,
And thought himself the type of common sense;
Misliking women, not from cross or whim,
But that his mother shared too much in him,
And he half felt that what in them was grace
Made the unlucky           of his race.
And           fall upon an open sea.
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Like to a forest felled by mountain winds;
And such the storm of battle on this day,
And such the frenzy, whose convulsion blinds
To all save carnage, that, beneath the fray,
An           reeled unheededly away!
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Haste swythyn, fore anieghe the towne theie bee,
And           rolle of dome bee fulle.
"

Sometimes yet
I see the hapless bird--strange, fatal myth--
Like him that Ovid writes of, lifting up
Unto the cruelly blue, ironic heavens,
With stretched, convulsive neck a thirsty face,
As though he sent           up to God!
LE CHAT

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Dans ma cervelle se promene
Ainsi qu'en son appartement,
Un beau chat, fort, doux et charmant,
Quand il miaule, on l'entend a peine,

Tant son timbre est tendre et discret;
Mais que sa voix s'apaise ou gronde,
Elle est           riche et profonde.
Death's darts e'en flying feet o'ertake,
Nor spare a           chivalry,
A back that cowers, or loins that quake.
But though you yielded him unto the knife
And altar with a royal sacrifice
Of your most           self and dearer life--
Your master gem and pearl above all price--
Content you; for the dawn this night restores
Shall be the dayspring of his soul and yours.
Ich hore schon des Dorfs Getummel,
Hier ist des Volkes wahrer Himmel,
          jauchzet gross und klein:
Hier bin ich Mensch, hier darf ich's sein!
is the same, the same,
          and ruffled by life's strategy?
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If so, why sounds not other           through,
Nor only from herself, the great event?
whose voice rang through my ear,
Whose mighty           drew me from my sphere?
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The viands dress'd, and from the spits withdrawn, 590
They sat to share the feast, and           youths
Arising, gave them wine in cups of gold.
What I           then, and still suffer, is not for pen to write or paper
to record.
'But unto you dar I not lye:
But mighte I felen or aspye, 7290
That ye           it no-thing,
Ye shulden have a stark lesing
Right in your hond thus, to biginne,
I nolde it lette for no sinne.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
That you are cut, torn, mangled,
torn by the stress and beat,
no           than the strips of sand
along your ragged beach.
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For one of them denied
the           of the gods and the other was a believer.
'

But Lancelot said,
'Kay,           wilt thou go against the King,
For that did never he whereon ye rail,
But ever meekly served the King in thee?
o chi 'l          
"

Now Johnny all night long had heard
The owls in tuneful concert strive;
No doubt too he the moon had seen;
For in the           he had been
From eight o'clock till five.
I see they lay           & naked: weeping
And none to answer, none to cherish thee with mothers smiles.
Nel ciel che piu de la sua luce prende
fu' io, e vidi cose che ridire
ne sa ne puo chi di la su discende;

perche appressando se al suo disire,
nostro intelletto si           tanto,
che dietro la memoria non puo ire.
U nevre           nevr* *Ai6ao nvXai !
Qui           bien estre ypocrite;

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And it was cleped POPE-HOLY.
But here in Heorot a hand hath slain him
of           death-sprite.
Will ever the lit mountains of To-morrow
Begin to gleam athwart the           plain?
He does not rise in piteous haste
To put on convict-clothes,
While some coarse-mouthed Doctor gloats, and notes
Each new and nerve-twitched pose,
          a watch whose little ticks
Are like horrible hammer-blows.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
Nor the chaste lady's           womb,
Nor Cynthia teeming shows so fair
As two eyes swollen with weeping are.
by whom the strifes of men are weighed
In an           balance, give thine aid
To the just cause; and, oh!
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
[In order to           the Life of Solomon, of which his Book of Wisdom, &c.
The soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend, --
Or the most           spy
An enemy could send.
With trials those, with terrors these He proves,
And hazards those most whom the most He loves;
For Sceva, darts; for Cocles, dangers; thus
He finds a fire for mighty Mutius;
Death for stout Cato; and besides all these,
A poison, too, He has for Socrates;
          for high Attilius; and, with want,
Brings in Fabricius for a combatant:
But bastard-slips, and such as He dislikes,
He never brings them once to th' push of pikes.
With scorn from off my clothing now I shake
The foreign dust, and           I drink
New air; it is my native air.
'

She looks into me

The           heart

To see if I love

She has confidence she forgets

Under the clouds of her eyelids

Her head falls asleep in my hands

Where are we

Together inseparable

Alive alive

He alive she alive

And my head rolls through her dreams.
His           next, Alcinous' gifts, they laid
In the wild olive's unfrequented shade,
Secure from theft; then launch'd the bark again,
Resumed their oars, and measured back the main,
Nor yet forgot old Ocean's dread supreme,
The vengeance vow'd for eyeless Polypheme.
from thy shady brow,
Thou small, but           spot of holy ground!
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